* Good thing we foraged the wild grapes last week. The tame ones within the garden stockade all disappeared in one night, not a one on the ground, every one in a coon belly. I hope they got a belly ache, considering all the hours I spent during the prolonged drought, watering and fertilizing, only to feed the wildlife. And so it goes. *Â Organic: Not entirely next year. I will have to do something–rotenone at least–to hold back the bean beetles. They were …
Dear Floyd Farmers Market Patrons, On behalf of the Floyd Farmers Market, I would like to invite you to participate in a quick survey. The survey will only take a few minutes of your time, and asks questions pertaining to your perceptions of the market. The link below will connect you to the survey which is being administered by a team of students at Virginia Tech. All of the responses are anonymous. Completing this survey will help the research team figure out the market’s …
I’ve spent a dreary (not that we don’t need the rain) morning inside making some changes to the SustainFloyd web site, mostly adding to it materials that have come into being as the result of a recent and lengthy collaboration process between quite a few board and advisory members. The “donor folder” contents has been allocated to various locations on the SustainFloyd Web page. To learn more (because I know you can hardly wait!) go to the post today at sustainfloyd.org and be sure …
… to buy a fat hog. Home again, home again, jiggety jog. So goes the nursery rhyme in the kids books. We used to always quote this upon returning home, but we said “friggedy frog” and Ann and I repeat this to this day. Do you have fragments remaining from your children’s language, the books they read, words or phrases from oft-told family stories that persist into your present? That is not what I intended to talk about at all, but it being a …