Posts tagged ‘green living’

13 Green Gardening Tips
| April 22, 2009 | 11:59 pm

organic green garden tips

This Thursday, with Sring sproinging out all over and the ground warming up, I’ve got:

Tried and True Green Gardening Tips

(personally tested and used here in Thorne’s World)

1) Recycle those old vinyl mini-blinds!! They make great plant markers. Write on them with pencil, it actually holds up better than even a sharpie!

2) Toilet Paper rolls make perfect, biodegradable collars for tiny delicate seedlings. Push it down about 1/4″ into the soil to keep creepy crawlies from climbing up the stem to eat the tasty tops of your seedlings! (These work great against cutworms.)

gardening recycled cans3) Soup, veggie and stuff cans. Use a can opener to remove both ends. Use as a collar to protect small plants from bugs n critters.

recycled nursery planters collars4) Gallon plastic nursery planters. I cut the bottoms out of these with a razor knife and use them as collars for larger plants like squash and broccoli. (The different sizes help to space plants, too.)

 
recycle reuse plastic bottles garden5) Plastic water bottles, laundry detergent and bleach and fabric softener bottles all make great plant warmers. Fill them with water and place them around your plants. They absorb heat from the sun in the daytime and radiate that heat to keep your plants warm on chilly spring nights.

 
6) Ladybugs eat aphids. ladybug(And don’t you just love them in the garden?)

praying mantis eats grasshoppers7) Preying Mantises eat grasshoppers. (I love these lil guys, too. They’re so mystical looking, somehow.)

 

 
8) Chickens. I know, not all of you city gardeners can have chickens, but just one or two in the garden will take care of most of your bugs and grubs and other plant devastating insects. Protein, yumm!

9) Double Dig your beds. This helps to optimize your water use.

10) Plan an Intensive garden. This type of layout maximizes water and soil nutrients to plants by staggering the feeding depth of roots.

11) Don’t top water. Top watering wastes a lot of water by evaporation. Bury soaker hose about 4″ deep, usually 10′ to 14 apart.

12) Cover the tops of your beds in a light mulch (straw or grass clippings work great!) to help retain water.

13) If you must top water, do it in the morning or late afternoon to minimize evaporation.

Extra tip for Fruit: Used CD’s glued sparkly side out and hanging where they will spin and move with the breeze will scare birds off of your berries and fruit trees. Tinsel tied tightly to string works too and looks so pretty. (It makes rainbows!)

Peace, out!

Earth Day Only Comes Once a Year
| April 22, 2009 | 4:29 pm

…so today, please pay attention to your Mama (Earth). Please treat her the same way you do your own Mama.

earth_egg

Will you send Mama Earth a birthday card today? Make that annual phone call:

You: Hey Mom!

Mama Earth: Hi baby!

You: Sorry I haven’t called-!

Mama Earth: Don’t you think twice about it, dear. Your Mama knows how busy you are!

You: So how’s your “special day”going, Mom? Did you get the card I sent?

Mama Earth: Yes! My wasn’t that lovely. So big! Must have taken a lot to make that thing. But I have it propped up on the mantle with the cards from your brothers and sisters. I’m just doing the same as I’ve ever done. I hate to complain, but it sure get’s harder and harder the older I get and your younger siblings aren’t much better at cleaning up after themselves than you are.. er…were. But you don’t want to talk about me; let’s talk about you!

Hmmm… I was going for silly, but that shit sounded damn serious, didn’t it?

Here’s the deal. I know I’m exaggerating for most of us. We probably show our Mama a little more love than that; maybe a lot more love; hell, I don’t know. And the same goes for Mama Earth. If you’re reading my blog, chances are you care about your Mama Earth, and you at least mean well when you separate your recyclables for curbside pickup and turn off the water while you’re brushing your teeth.

I’m just tickled to death when I see folks like Fake Plastic Fish going over the top and showing us some serious, devoted and large personal scale change!

And I love reading that bloggers like Shelly are turning over a new green leaf.

And frankly, I could give a shit that green is “in”, and that it seems that for every genuine green product there is one that is a lie… that people would rather argue the semantics of your “carbon footprint” versus your “green footprint” than nurture the desire in folks to change… because at least we’re talking about it!

What’s sad is that everywhere I look on the internet people are still and consistently choosing convenience and marketability over “damage control”.

“Damage control”. Say it with me:

“Damage control”

I really like the sound of that, don’t you? There is no way to argue that one, is there?

Do we all agree that me make messes?

That we use shit up?

And that this has an effect on the Earth?

“Damage control”

Oh, people would still have plenty to argue about if we switched from “carbon, water, or ecological footprint” to simply “Damage Control”, (Corporations, I’m sure, will use it the same way governments refer to “acceptable losses” in wars; the same way the “bean counters” always have) but might just thinking in terms of damage control help us?

I am the temporary custodian of 40 acres of scrub in the High Desert. A tiny speck of sand on the Earth. But it’s my speck of sand.

It’s about 3/4 “unimproved”. What I mean by that is that the back 30 acres or so, haven’t been messed with or dumped on by humans too mush in my lifetime, at least. Of course, there is rumored to be a defunct copper mine back there somewhere, and we do take the occasional walk there. Although in the 60′s and 70′s my Grandparents let us ride motorcycles and dune buggies back there once in awhile, whe haven’t allowed that in many years.

The front 10 acres have 2 homes and a trailer on them, and innumerable piles of “junk” that my grandfather collected. Junk cars, (Only 3 left- I’m working on it), piles of decaying plywood, sheets of aluminum and broken appliances. Old screens and rabbit cages and, and, and…

A tenant after my Grandfather passed away once decided that it would be good to burn a bunch of the garbage and junk, so I’m still sifting through and cleaning up piles of broken glass and rusty cans and screws, bolts, nails and unidentifiable hardware.

Although I have thought in terms of “damage control” most of my life (my Mama was a “Hippy”!), moving here to the family ranch has brought it home to me in a way that is probaby much harder for people who live in urbania, where trash is collected and streets are swept, can really wrap their heads around.

There are a lot of folks who like to argue that most people who are avid recyclers and reusers are “poor folk” who do it because they have no choice. There is, I’m sure, some validity to that sort of thinking as well. When you can afford to buy everything you need new; when you can afford to indulge your desire for the newest, the coolest, the latest model- it probably is harder to consider what your consumption means to your Mama Earth.

Out here I have to consider everything I discard. First of all, we have to load it up and take it to the land fill, ourselves. City folk might feel different about their waste if they had to load it on a truck and drive it to the dump and there have their senses assaulted by the stench and sight of consumer waste.

If I paint my living room, I have to consider where the rinsewater is going (no sewer water reclaimation services here: I have to trust Mama Earth to filter what we put in the ground before it reaches the water table. Then I stack the cans and rags to be taken to town on our “haz-mat” monthly disposal weekends.

Well, enough of that; I don’t mean to get preachy on ya’ll, but I tell you this to perhaps open your eyes and heart just a tiny bit to considering “damage control”.

Every action begins with thought. Spend a little time thinking about your choices, your actions, your consumption. Not just today, but every day.

Enough outta me. I need to get outside and run the mower over the weeds and other biodegradables (bird cage newspapers, etc.) too large to compost efficiently.

Happy Earth day to Mama and all her (dumb) kids!

Friends Help You Move…
| April 6, 2009 | 6:51 pm

…Real Friends Help you move the Bodies!

It’s true! Well, we may not have any bodies to move, but out here on Pair-O-Dykes Ranch there is no shortage of other things to move, rake, dig, sift, sort and clean.
Some good friends came by last week to help out. We are doing a little barter. With the economy like it is, nobody has money for the wants when they’re so busy keeping up with their needs. You can guess what that means to a tattoo artist.

The Tat biz is dooooown (emphasis on the “ow”!) So these friends of mine who also happen to be ink clients are as strapped for cash as I am, and they want new ink as bad as I want help around this place!

I know I haven’t exactly been completely… ahem…forthcoming with you guys… I mean, you know I live on 40 acres of desert, and you probably get that me n the GirlyBoi aren’t exactly flush, but you have no idea of the full extent of the work that needs done around here just to make it pretty for me let alone if I’m ever gonna get my Spiritual Retreat together. So now I’m going to show you just how nuts I really am. And what a freak I am about the environment, about recycling and reusing. About not letting anything go to waste!!!

Here’s just one of the many projects that need doing:

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See that sandy – woody pile with weeds growing in it? That was 2 freaking dumptruck-loads of wood chips from a tree and firewood service that were delivered 3 years ago! (twenty bucks a load, baybee!!) Now, I’m all about working smarter, not harder, but let me tell you my GirlyBoi takes that philosophy to a whole new level! I knew that as many uses as I have for those damn wood chips that 1), that was a whole lotta wood chips and 2), they would need to be worked in order to use them. I wanted them dumped somewhere out of the way, where I could bring them up to the yard areas as needed.

But NooooOOOooo… the GirlyBoi just had to have them dumped smack dab in the middle of the front yard so that she didn’t have to haul them up here as I need them.

Who Cares?

Wood chips have a bunch of great uses.  The thing is, this lot is a mixture of what one would call “chips”, landscaping bark sized “chunks” and small pieces of firewood kindling! I can’t just shovel it around all funky lookin’ like that! Doesn’t that GirlyBoi understand that I’m an artist?! That the aesthetics of my demesne must be attractive to the eye and pleasing to the senses??
And do I really give a shit if she has to hump a few wagon-loads up here for me every weekend?

Buahahaha!

Well, these days I don’t, but I guess I was nicer back then, cuz here they are, smack dab in the middle of the freaking front yard; that evil little butch-o-mine got her way, again! (And what is it anyway with the Truck always needing work when I want her help in the yard? Hahaha)

So anyway, the smallest “chips” are great for adding organic matter to flower and vegetable garden beds or for dressing the tops of flower beds to help prevent water evaporation here in the desert as well as looking nice around my flowers and even my little cactii.

The bark-sized chunks are perfect for putting around the trees for the same purposes, and beat the hell out of buying landscape bark!  Unless you’re buying that Recycled Tire Bark, you should probably check out where your bark comes from.  Too much of it comes from old growth forests and destroys the ecosystems there.

We have used the bigger pieces for fireplace kindling, cook-outs and sacred fires for ritual and gatherings.

But three years later I still haven’t gotten to the bottom of that damned pile! This year it’s gotta go! I’m tired of stumbling over the chunks in my little section of “yard” and besides; there’s lotsa good mulch under there.

So we shovel and sift:

K. sifting woodchips

The “sifter” is diamond hardware cloth on a 2″x4″ frame that fits atop my wagon. We toss the chips n chunks onto the sifter by the shovel-full, then shuffle them around by hand (with gloves! 2 years ago I got bitten by a Desert Recluse!), so that the small pieces fall through. Kristen is shuffling, while Mike dumps the larger chunks into the aviary to make a nice ground mulch for my birdies.

asparagus bed

When the wagon is full we’re dumping it in the veggie garden raised beds that we don’t use in the summer here in our desert, and mixing it to let it compost a bit. We also spread about 4″ atop the asparagus bed.

Lest you think that I’m letting my friends do all the work, here’s me, in my usual mode of dress here at the old home place: a skirt and work-boots:

Pullin' weeds!

And don’t give me any feminist crap about my skirt.  This is what this feminist looks like. Hehehe. It’s true; I wear skirts and dresses almost exclusively.  Thorne doesn’t do pants.  A skirt is about as close as I can get in public to bein’ nekkid and that’s the way I like it. Anybody got a problem with that?

Well, that’s a day in the life at Pair-O-Dykes Ranch!

Peace, out!