As I have been doing since my childhood, on the first day of the year: I wake up early to watch the first sunrise. And, for the past few years, on the morning of January 1st, I also capture an image of the sunrise. No matter how pretty or moody the sky is, it’s worth getting up early to watch the new dawn and breathe the morning air. It was a little bit cloudy this morning since it rained through the night. The sky was a little moody but the morning’s gold was there, pushing through the clouds.
It wasn’t a cheerful morning but the sun finally came out in the afternoon. A strong wind chased out the clouds and kept me inside most of the day. But it’s a good start for the New Year as I was able to get a lot of things done including this blog.
To balance out the moody image of the first morning on top, I present to you ‘New Dawn’, our climbing rose.
Wishing you a very happy and healthy New Year. May you succeed in what you do no matter big or small. May you have a satisfied year ahead and may all your dreams come true.
“The dandelion flower tells us that life is short, delicate, and you never know where the winds may take you. Irrespective of that, don’t forget to dream, wish, and remember the bigger joys that come from the little things in life.” Anonymous
May you find peace. May you find happiness. May you find the key to unlock your dreams. May your garden be abundant. May your beehives prosper. May you succeed in everything you do.
All of this is within you, within your grasp, and from it may you find joy every day.
Autumn usually makes me feel semi-depressed. Knowing that the growing season is coming to a close. Leaves change color and drop off, leaving plants and trees with nothing but bare branches. A bitter cold winter is waiting around the corner. The whole perspective of everything coming to an end has never settled well with me. Until I came across a bookmark that was sent to me by the American Horticultural Society this year. A quote on the back of the bookmark said…
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.” Albert Camus
It’s interesting to look at autumn as a second spring. Leaves that are usually green turn yellow, orange, red, pink and various shades of these colors. Some are multi-hued. My new found perspective on autumn makes me more aware of the leaves’s colors, large and small.
Below are leaves that were found in and around our garden. Quite colorful. I can see why Camus described them as flowers of the second spring.
Spiders can evoke nightmares and cause many people to pause or scream. For us, they are friends. We have plenty of them in the garden and some in the house which we don’t mind as long as they stay in the corners. I should point out that they keep the house flies in check for us. The webs they create always fascinate me especially when there is dew on them.
I don’t have to waste words extolling their natural beauty…
People start projects for various reasons. I know many people raise vermicomposting worms to be used as bait or to sell their casting, a technical term for worm poo, or just to compost. Why do I raise worms? Convenience and a little bit of laziness.
We have a large compost bin at the corner of our property where we dump a lot of thing in there: leaves, grass, discarded plants and kitchen scraps. It works well for us. We fertilize the garden with this compost and use the semi-composted material as mulch in autumn.
From spring to autumn it’s easy to take the kitchen scraps to the compost area after I finish cooking and rake it with leaves and whatever is already in there. It wouldn’t be pretty and it would draw critters in if I just threw it in. However, I have to bundle up in winter to go out there, making it more of a chore. It’s even more inconvenience if there is snow on the ground since I have no way to cover it up. I can’t leave it in the sink and have it become a malodorous fruit fly farm.
So, the worms come to mind. I set the homemade box right in the kitchen. One additional thing I have to do is add bedding for them once a month. Otherwise it’s a very convenient way to get rid of organic kitchen garbage.
Given the chance, I prefer to construct things myself. The way a commercial compost bin works seemed easy enough to make and won’t cost me an arm and a leg. There are also plenty of ‘How to’ websites that I can learn from. So I set out to make one and it worked out well. Here’s an amateur way to make a compost bin at home:
Two plastic boxes that are big enough to house the worms for a while. The box used for the bottom should be slightly bigger if the boxes are not tapered in. I used semi-clear boxes. Many websites suggest a dark color box to keep the light out. I put a dark cloth around the outer box instead. I use the semi-clear boxes because I want to be able to see how deep the compost is and how the worms are getting along.
Optional: If one of your boxes is bigger than the other, you will need two pieces of wood or brick that are short enough to fit inside the larger box. These are used as spacers between the top and bottom box.
In the smaller box, drill two rows of holes on all four sides, close to the lid: size .25 inch, and about 2” apart. These are ventilation holes. Drill a few of the same size holes at the bottom. These are for drainage. There shouldn’t be any liquid in the bin but just in case.
Insert the drilled box inside the other box, if they are tapered boxes you should have a few good inches between them at the bottom. If it smaller than the outer box, put two pieces of wood or bricks inside at each end of the larger box to provide space between the two boxes.
Dry, old newspaper, NOT magazines or anything with a shiny texture or vibrant colors, NOT office paper either as it’s been bleached with heavy chemicals. Brown cardboard box with no printing on it is also good. Tear or shred the newspaper into small pieces. Leave some larger pieces to use as top cover. Wet them then wring out excess water. Fluff them up then spread in the top box. This is the worm bedding and should be three to four inches deep. It also has to be just damp, NOT soaking wet.
A little bit of good old dirt, half a coffee mug should be enough. Mix the dirt with the damp paper. This dirt is to add some microbes and grit to help the worms digest and break down food.
Kitchen scrapes. If it too wet, I leave it on a paper towel in the sink and let the liquid seep out a little. When I have time, I chop them into small pieces which helps the worms to devour it faster. If not, I just add them in the box. Cover them with a thin layer of bedding so it won’t attract flies. The worms also prefer to work in the dark.
Vermicomposting worms; Wormsthat are used inside the compost bin are the Red Wriggler worm (Eisenia foetida) which tend to stay put in the bin. There are plenty of websites that offer them. I purchased mine from Uncle Jim‘s. I derive no commission here. They shipped promptly and their worms are healthy and work well for me.
Feeding: I feed them every time I cook. If I’ll be away, I add new bedding and more food to last them until I get back. I don’t chop food so it will take them a little bit longer to digest larger pieces.
Close the lid and leave them alone until the next feeding. If balanced correctly, the box should not smell rotten or rancid. A good functioning box should smell like warm earth. If the worm bin works as it should, you should be able to harvest the casting within a few months.
In the last couple of years I have made it a point to capture the January 1st sunrise and this year I managed to capture sunset as well. It’s nice to wake up to a new year dawn albeit a moody dawn this year.
It was a little too cold to wait out in the garden so I went out every 30 minutes. The new year starts with a gold swash across a blue sky.
Then blue sky by 8 am.
I don’t remember who said that we ‘can’t appreciate the light without the darkness.’ After hours of daylight, darkness comes to visit at 5pm accompanied by a sliver of moon.
Nature is true to it course: sunrise and sunset everyday…never to fail. If we could only apply this knowledge, this lesson, to life, our society, humanity.
This is the only home we have. Mother Earth gave life to us. She was here millions of years before we were. The Earth is kind enough to provide all that is necessary to allow us to exist, but if we keep destroying her, she may not be able to continue supporting us.
She can create and she can destroy. The picture above was taken on April 5th when we had rain that turned to an ice storm in the night. That was after we had a couple of weeks of warm weather when everything was sprouting and beginning to bloom.
We need our Earth to live, but she does not need us. We owe it to her and to ourselves to respect her kindness, her gifts. After all, she breathed life into us, not the other way around.
I came out to make coffee in the kitchen this morning and found an unexpected guest resting on the kitchen sink. I can’t really say ‘unexpected’ since I expected him to show up sometime in the near future but not this morning. He has been lounging in his chrysalis next to our kitchen sink for the last couple of months, a totally different outfit. This morning he came out fully dressed in bright yellow and just sat there staring at me. I have no idea how long he had been there, in his new outfit. Here he is…
I found him a couple of months ago when I picked some Swiss chard from our cold frame. I didn’t want to put him in with the stuff to be composted because I know that he’ll transform to a butterfly one day. I set the Swiss chard stalk by the sink where it dried out and shrunk. Every time I had to do something at the sink, I checked on him.
I didn’t expect him to come out this morning but it’s a great thing to wake up to. Really made our morning. I have no idea whether he is a Sulfur or a Cabbage butterfly. It didn’t matter what he is, I offered him breakfast anyway. I dropped some sugar syrup that I made for our honeybees for him and left him alone. I came back a few minutes later and found he had moved to it.
And, his old cloth that he discarded
I went out to the garden for a while to do some pruning and to feed our honeybees and when I came back in, he was nowhere to be found . He didn’t show up for dinner either.