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Today, I decided I want 3×2 raised beds at my new house (which I am moving into at! count it: 12 days) so I went to a sawmill, bought two long pine boards, measured them, sawed them, and nailed them together. It was the most satisfying experience of my young life (okay, not quite, but still really great). Steve, my Zen Beekeeper friend, helped me. BUT I did build it alone. And going into a sawmill wearing pigtails is a very empowering experience. I highly recommend it.
DIY has inadvertently become a mantra this summer, not because I am incredibly handy, but because everyone around me is. The other day I went and collected sour apples from the tree down the road and slaved over four cans of my first slightly brown, mottled-looking Apple Sauce. They are not the glamorous beacons of pioneer capability that I would have liked to have produced, but I plunged into the task without a pressure cooker or tongs (or anyone wise around to give advice), so it was a miracle that the lids popped at all. Mercifully, at a going-away potluck I received canning tools and my canning adventures can only go uphill. In retrospect, I can say that this summer I have: learned to drive stick-shift, planted and taken care of my own vegetables, rock-climbed, milked various animals, herded pigs, harvested honey and used many mechanisms that go “whirrr!” and can cut off toes. I worked on farms and picked berries until my hands bled blue with juice and sweat…and then went directly to the gas station every week and used that money for gas (which, is a humbling trajectory). Also, I fell deeply in love with a baby goat. I did most of these things very badly (fallen in love with a goat excepted) but did, along the way, discover things I love doing. I’m already over-ambitiously plotting ways I can do more things for myself at school. Raised Lettuce Beds are my first start. Hopefully, Bonnie and Clyde, the doom-named herbs of last year, are not indicative of my independent growing skills.
And yes, I know that sustainability is a trendy word. But being here and watching the way people around me live, I’ve learned that trying to live in a more sustainable way requires sacrifice and isn’t easy, but that it is doable and can create a great deal of joy. Striving to accomplish things by your own hands, or the hands of your neighbor, is a good way to live. Next year, Susan and Franklin want to try to live completely off the land and not buy anything from the grocery store (adios, Ingalls!) and I’m already jealous of next year’s interns.
Miscellaneous:
+ I really like these rescued old photographs (credit: Miss Moss). Favorites: the kissing couple, rad girl on a pony and the couple pretending to fly. Also, the girl with the giant bow that is smirking. Don’t you just want to be friends with all of them?
+I probably should be apprehensive about admitting this, but throwing caution to the wind: I really like Vanessa Carleton’s new album. Like this song. She doesn’t want to anybody’s bride! That’s great! I’m not really sure what she does want, but I’ve still listened to this song…a lot.
+ Ever since I saw this one woman at yoga that had perfect mint-green toenails, I have been a goner for questionably bright toenail polish. I’m never going back, even when I’m an old woman and it is twice as tacky. Up next: this color.
+ I can’t stop making (and eating) chocolate-zucchini dishes. The kitchen is exploding! No. More.
+As I type, a wren is making a nest above my head. It is the cutest, noisiest wren of them all. But really: how do birds make nests? It looks complicated. I’ve also been really stuck lately on how Dehumidifiers work. How can a machine suck moisture out of the air and turn it into water? How? These things keep me up at night.