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31 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Simply Kind Tuesdays : Week 22 : Letting go.

Aunt Mary Ellen - Living RoomThis is a picture of my mad Aunt Mary’s home. It was literally stuffed to the brim with precious items. Each item was so precious that she was unable to care for any of them. Her precious antique Japanese kimonos molded. The antiques were fraught with termites.?

Her house so totally freaked me out, that this lentan season, I made the commitment to clear my home, my body, my mind and my life of clutter.?

Now, you should know that we aren’t shoppers. In fact, our home is fairly spartan. We don’t buy a lot of stuff that sits around. Thus, the clutter I’m referring to isn’t extra objects or junk that lays around.?In fact, most of the clutter clearing has involved intense usage of the shredder and scanner.

For our spartan ways, we have relatives who love to buy us… things.?

My buddy, and organizational coach, Tommie tells me that I do not have to live with someone else’s junk gifts. And, as always, she’s right.

But, what do you do with that precious vase from Guatemala? Or the approximately one billion old photos of people who may or may not be related to you? How about that gorgeous oil painting that I happen to hate?

Do kind people have to just live among the detritis of other people choices? How does a kind person unload the ‘precious’?

Only questions this week. Lemme know what you think!

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30 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Purpose and Balance

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“We have overstretched our personal boundaries
and forgotten that true happiness comes from
living an authentic life fueled with a
sense of purpose and balance.”
Dr. Kathleen Hall

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29 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Unconscious Mutterings : Week 322

I spent the morning making some Green Chili Stew. What a process! The tiniest chilis, a dash of spices, and all day slow cooker should bring about this wonderful New Mexican stew. For me, Unconscious Mutterings are like a good stew. A little dash of this, a tiny bit of that and wha la! Every individual is unique, beautiful and a blessing in his or her own right.

Who won last week?? According to Random.org – our randomized number was two. That makes the lovely Topsurf from Three Ring Surface our winner!!

This week’s winner has the choice of: a signed copy of The Fey, a signed copy of Denver Cereal, a jar of honey or copy of the Homeowner’s Handbook to Energy Efficiency.

How do you play? Answer the word prompts (lovingly created by Pea at LunaNina.com) in the comments and I’ll draw randomly next Sunday. If you play, you also get a link at the bottom of the post just for playing.

I still love this game. Thanks for playing!

  1. Road trip ::
  2. Pool hall ::
  3. Extraordinary ::
  4. Jackson ::
  5. Heartfelt ::
  6. Wet ::
  7. Strangle ::
  8. .com ::
  9. Touched ::
  10. Insipid ::

My answers :)

  1. Road trip :: straight to hell
  2. Pool hall :: games
  3. Extraordinary :: breathtaking
  4. Jackson :: Perkins <–where I buy all my rose bushes.
  5. Heartfelt :: apology
  6. Wet :: dog
  7. Strangle :: ?debt
  8. .com :: world
  9. Touched :: by an Anglo <–husband mind worm
  10. Insipid :: ?In-stupid

Happy Sunday! Thanks for playing!

Who played? Glad you asked!

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27 March 2009 ~ Comments Off

Friday Fiction .: The Fey :. Chapter Seven

The Fey : a novel by Claudia Hall Christian

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CHAPTER SEVEN

Four weeks later
March 8 – 6:35 A.M.
?Denver, Colorado?

Three weeks after a full hip replacement, Alex was running on a treadmill between Max and Erin. They made a pact to workout every morning at six-thirty. So far, despite injuries, they had been successful.

And they had fun. Erin was treated to an inside view of the delightful insanity of the twins. In their funny, friendly company, she began growing into herself again. Right now, she was making faces at Alex while Alex told her about peeing from a helicopter. Max laughed so hard that he had to turn his treadmill off.

“Hey you have a text,” Max said pointing to Alex’s fanny pack.

“You’re the only one who texts me, Text Boy.”

Max snatched her fanny pack from the floor then pulled out the phone.

“Ten bucks it’s an ad,” Alex said.

Max opened the phone then puzzled at the message.

“Well?” Alex asked. She turned off her treadmill to see what was going on.

“It says, ‘You have six hours before they die’.”

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25 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Thursday 13 – Double Digging the garden bed.

It’s that time of year again. Time to double dig the garden bed. Last year, a lot of people asked about the double digging. This year, we took pictures at each step so you can see how it works.

How to double dig your garden bed:

?1. Here’s the instructions for double digging:

Double Digging from "How to grow more vegetables" by John Jeavons


2. This is the second year on this garden bed. The first step is to take off the first layer of dirt:

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3. You continue to remove the first layer of dirt. We put 1/2 of top layer on the right side, 1/2 of top layer on the left side:

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4. The next step is to remove bottom layer to the one end of the bed. We split the bed and put the rest of the first layer on one end.

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5. Now comes the dirt work. Because our soil is clay like, we add dry leaves (collected last fall). The leaves give the soil texture and organic matter. We mix the leaves into the compacted soil with a pickaxe. (Yes, it’s that hard.) Because this is only a second year bed, we didn’t work this layer last year. If you’re starting beds this year, just do as much as you can. You’ll get to this layer next year.

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6. ?After mixing in the leaves, we add our homemade compost. We make compost in a ‘lazy pile (meaning no compost bin)’ by mixing kitchen scraps, coffee grounds, dirt, garden clippings, grass and leaves. We usually create two batches per winter. This winter, we started a new compost so we only had enough homemade for this bed. It’s great compost and basically free.

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7. ?This is what the bottom ?layer looks like after the addition of compost and dry leaves. You can really see the difference when you compare this to picture #4.

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8. We return the dirt in reverse order. Last years top, the right side, then the next, the left side, and finally the lower. We add commercial compost to this layer.?

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9. Then you have to work the lower layer of the other half of the bed. Leaves and homemade compost + pickaxe.

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10. ?This photo shows the difference between the lower layer and the upper layers.

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11. This is what the finished bed looks like.

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12. Technically we cannot plant until May 15. So this bed will sit for a while – I think of it as ‘baking’. We had three beds this size last year and are adding two more. When the second bed is done, I will plant this bed with broccoli, peas and spinach. I will also plant soy, under row covers, as a green manure until we plant. ?(I grow soy because it’s cheap. I buy the dry beans in bulk. I’ll turn them under before they flower.) I haven’t made a garden plan this year, but I will let you know when I have it together.?

13. Why the hell would anyone go to all this trouble?!? You wouldn’t believe how often I hear this – particularly from our neighbors.?

  • You can literally grow at least twice size and quantity of vegetables than in a traditional bed.
  • You can grow a bounty of food in a very small space.
  • Using companion planting, you never deplete the soil. You are always improving the soil.
  • Because you have fabulous soil, you can plant closer together and more plants than in a traditional bed.?
  • You can plant along all the edges of the garden which increases your gardening space.
  • You do not poison your soil with petrochemical such as Miracle Grow.?

Here’s a funny story. The Jones on our street (as in keeping up with….) had a garden last year. ?They were working on their garden about the same time we put in three double dug beds. Mr. Jones saw us working and said, “Pfft, I’m not doing that!” By mid-summer, he was bragging about his garden to another neighbor and joking about our work. The neighbor asked, ‘Have you seen their garden?’ Peaking over the fence, he was dumbstruck. (I just saw his little shocked face. I heard the story later.) Being Mr. Jones on the street, he rushed out to buy a box of Miracle Grow petrochemicals. His results? His plants never grew as big or as bountiful as ours. Most of his tomatoes split (due to the burst of nitrogen and water). ?Finally, he resorted to joking about our urban farm. Poor guy. ;)

Moral of the story: A little work and compost will pay off in big ways.

Happy Thursday!

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24 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Simply Kind Tuesdays : Week 21 : Silence.

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Just for a moment today:

  • Shut off your music.?
  • Turn off the television.
  • Silence your telephone.?
  • Turn off your IM.
  • Shut down your Skype.
  • Turn off your social media – Facebook, Plurk, Twitter, and all the rest of them

And take ten deep breaths. You can count in four beats, hold for four beats and release your breath for four beats. Or simply breathe. There’s no right or wrong to your breath. It’s your breath!

We live in a noisey, overwhelming time. Today, let’s just take a small break from the overwhelm.?

And breathe.

It’s the kindest thing we can do for ourselves and the people around us.

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23 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Sometimes, breathing is enough.

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“Smile, breathe and go slowly.”

–Thich Nhat Hanh

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22 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Unconscious Mutterings : Week 321

I woke up this morning excited to mutter. I wonder if there’s a diagnosis for my Unconscious Mutterings addiction. I love to play but more than anything, I love to read what you say. At the encouragement of Janet at Fond of Snape, I commented last week. I’m always enjoy the interaction, the playing – so I’ll keep the comments going.

First things first – who won from last week? Miss Attitude! Our Random.org randomly picked the number 1. Go figure. Her prize bag includes: a signed copy of the Fey, a signed copy of Denver Cereal, or some chocolate body paint from our friends at Pink Cherry.

You win by playing! You play by answering these word prompts created for us by the wonderful Pea at Luna Nina.

  1. Studio ::
  2. Meetup ::
  3. Ostrich ::
  4. Jokes ::
  5. Estranged ::
  6. Random ::
  7. Slap ::
  8. Hotel room ::
  9. Inscribe ::
  10. Polar ::

My answers:

  1. Studio :: mishap
  2. Meetup :: dot com
  3. Ostrich :: feathers tickle
  4. Jokes :: on me
  5. Estranged :: from the strange
  6. Random :: ass comments
  7. Slap :: stick
  8. Hotel room :: clean sheets
  9. Inscribe :: d on Ivory
  10. Polar :: watched fixed by Jaime every time I break it. (Plus he never laughs at me for breaking it… again….)

Happy Sunday! When you play, I’ll link to you here!

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21 March 2009 ~ Comments Off

Buy a book, support a great cause!

Denver Cereal - Honey

In Denver Cereal, after barely surviving her sister’s brutal attack, Honey Lipson wakes up in Craig Hospital in Chapter Forty-One.

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While Honey is a fictional character, Craig Hospital is a real place. Craig is one of the countries premier facilities for brain and spine injury. Currently they treat a lot of veterans returning with Traumatic Brain Injuries. They are a research and rehabilitation facility so the treatment they give is state of the art.

I first learned of Craig after the Columbine incident. While many of the victims of the attack floundered and struggled to find treatment, the kids that went through Craig seemed mentally prepared for their new life. In many ways, even with their significant injuries, they were thriving when other less injured kids were struggling. They also have a kick ass wheel chair rugby team.

As a way to support Craig Hospital, we will donate 100% of the royalties from Denver Cereal or The Fey booksales between March 16-31, 2009. If you were thinking about purchasing a book for a friend or fifteen, this is a chance to support a fabulous organization.

Buy a book, support a great cause.

You can purchase Denver Cereal at our store or at Amazon.com. For a signed copy of Denver Cereal, click this link.

You can purchase the Fey at our store or at Amazon.com. For a signed copy of The Fey, click this link.

Thanks for your support.

Claudia and the Cook Street Publishing team.

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20 March 2009 ~ View Comments

Friday Fiction .: The Fey :. Chapter Six

The Fey : a novel by Claudia Hall Christian

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CHAPTER SIX

Nine hours later
February 9 – 3:25 P.M.
Fort Logan National Cemetery, Colorado

?Alex’s Jeep crept past a large funeral party. Standing in the cold February morning, a family said their final good bye to a son or daughter. She had been to so many of these funerals that she could almost hear the minister’s words in her head: “ashes to ashes”, “gone to a better place”, “it’s the very best of us that die young”.

Words.

Nothing eased the pain or the loss. As she watched, a pregnant woman collapsed onto the casket only to be pulled off by a brother or friend. The honor guard raised their rifles and twenty-one shots echoed through Fort Logan National Cemetery. Another soldier was finally home.

Alex drove to a small cul-de-sac where she parked the Jeep. Using two crutches against the uneven ground, she worked her way over to a memorial twenty feet away.

Eleven black granite stones placed in an arch and a black granite obelisk created a monument to the soldiers that died October Eight on a hill top in Afghanistan. She closed her eyes. Somewhere inside, she remembered what happened. Her only true memory was of the ragged breath and the devastating knowledge that the breathing would end.

Eleazar gave her graphic details about what happened, who was killed first, how they screamed and begged for their lives. The Army told her that they died within minutes of each other and that no one suffered. Ben just shook his head, lit a cigarette, and said that she would remember when she was ready.

Looking at the memorial, she read the polite, sanitized version scratched into the granite obelisk. Alex covered the words with her mittened hand.

Would she ever know the truth?

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