Sunday, 30 September 2012

Project 333

I stumbled across project 333 a few months ago when I first started taking a serious look at all of the stuff I had stashed around the house. I love the idea of pushing yourself to see just how little you really need. Plus I could honestly use a little help in the clothing department. I love sales and have been known to shop for entertainment and so my rather large closet is rather full (the bar was once pulled out of the wall from the sheer weight of the hangers, ugh). I have already donated at least a bag and a half of clothing and my closet still feels cramped. So I've decided it's time for drastic measures.
I'm taking the plunge.
I'm joining project 333.
If you don't know what it is I suggest starting here. But basically it was started by Courtney Carver and the point is to dress using only 33 items for 3 months. Underwear, socks, in-home lounge wear and exercise wear traditionally don't count. However I have decided to count my exercise wear and instead make my barn clothes exempt. I'm a horse girl and live in the same house as my Dad who is allergic, so I can't wear anything that goes to the barn in the house. That means having doubles of things like jeans and coats that would quickly eat up my 33 items. I have also decided not to count shoes or jewelry this round as I already have them down to a reasonable number. The last exemption is my scrubs; I work at a vet's office and have to keep a few pairs on hand because you never know what nasty things you will be cleaning up. I figure most nurses don't count scrubs, so neither will I. After all it's not like I'm wearing them around for the sake of fashion.
I have my list almost done and will be fine tuning it tonight before the project's start tomorrow. I will post the list tomorrow and will hopefully have a group shot for you at some point.
Anyone else feel like joining in?


Friday, 28 September 2012

Starting a Meditation Practice

Meditation hasn't always been easy for me, but it has always been something I have strived to do regularly. I actually used to when I was a child (what 12 thinks meditation is fun?) and truly did love it but I fell out of the habit at some point and have never gotten back into it.
This week however I have been starting again. It hasn't been easy, the term 'monkey mind' has always suited my scattered brain, but it hasn't felt like so much of a struggle and each time I have been surprised that my timer went off so quickly. So I have decided that I will meditate every day this month, increasing my time by 1 minute each day (I'm at 6 minutes so far). I'm hoping to get to the point that I can consistently meditate for 20 minutes straight. I'll let you know how it goes by checking in once a week and thereby holding myself accountable too.
I'd love to hear about anyone else's practice!

Wednesday, 26 September 2012

Seeds ahoy!

I've recently fallen in love with gathering seeds and last week I finally packaged up my basil seeds. They seemed to take forever to dry but they are definitely worth it.
I want to grow basil in my kitchen through the winter so I started a handful of seeds on some paper towel and was thrilled to find this morning that they have sprouted. They are just tiny white sprouts right now but they are growing!

Thursday, 20 September 2012

It's fall!

Wandering through the garden this morning it hit me. It is actually fall.
The summer has gone by quickly (don't they always) and in the blink of an eye the leaves have changed and there is a chill in the air.
I love fall, probably the most of all of the seasons. The weather is perfect, not too hot, not too cold and not too rainy. The colours are beautiful. It is a moment of peace before the craziness of the holiday season descends on us. I love it!
What is your favorite thing about fall?


Wednesday, 19 September 2012

Confessions of a Garden Anarchist

This is my favorite corner of my garden.
This little raised bed produces so much and asks so little. The very sight of it makes me smile. The plants practically spill out over the sides. It is bursting with life.
I have to confess I am a low maintenance gardener. I water regularly, weed rarely and have yet to mulch (don't worry I will). I have always loved the look of a garden that is bursting with life. Weeds do not bother me, in fact some of them are delicious.
My favorite gardens are the old, English, walled gardens that have been allowed to grow wild. I love the sense of contained chaos in these gardens. I think that is why I love this garden. The structure of the raised box contrasts perfectly with the vivaciousness of the chard and it makes my heart sing.


Wednesday, 12 September 2012

Tomato Love

'Homemade is better' is something that has been proved to me again and again, whether it's bread, jam, cake, hats, bags, etc, etc, etc. And the message has been driven home yet again by the cherry tomatoes growing on my back deck.
They are easily the best tomatoes I have ever eaten. They taste like summer. They are so good in fact that I practically have to fight the dog off just to get to them. Everyone wants a piece of these tomatoes.
So being the aspiring urban farmer that I am, I harvested seeds from a handful of tomatoes the other day and cannot wait to grow a small army of these fantastic plants next year.
I am loving my time in the garden and the sense of connection that growing your own food gives. What has been your most successful crop?


Tuesday, 4 September 2012

Dreaming Big

Here it is. The big one. The pipe dream. The let yourself go crazy, judgement free zone, only thing holding you down is gravity crazy dream.
First let me set the stage. The sun is warm on my back, I can hear birds, I can smell flowers. I've built the tiny house. I've found a piece of land, doesn't matter where. My home is surrounded by gardens. But not just gardens, a veritable forest of flowers, herbs, fruits and vegetables. I can get to town (or something resembling town) but I'm not in town.
Days are simple. Wake with the sun. Breakfast. Prepare for the day. Maybe I head off to work, maybe I work from home. Lunch. Dinner. Most of my food is grown here. Little flavour is lost when only travelling a few metres from ground to plate.
Chores are done out of love here. Love for the land and for the home. It no longer feels like work, it feels like stewardship.
For me the big dream is shrouded by mist. Sometimes the view changes. The landscape is shifted, the plants are different, the house changes. But dreams are meant to change, the fog is there to allow growth. It is needed. Dreams that stay the same soon grow stagnant. And this is not stagnant, this is warmth and calm, fulfilment and passion. This feels like home.

Hello World!

Welcome to Veggie Fueled!
My hopes for this blog is to create a place to share ideas about food, health, gardening and simplicity. I hope to create a community for like minded people to share tips, ideas and support.
I am very excited about growing this blog and finding a place in the already thriving veggie community. Here we go!