The stitched side of my current sewing project, the one that I am calling "When I grow up."
I think for my most of my childhood if someone asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up I would have answered "Maybe a teacher." I know by the time I was in high school I was set on that course.
I don't think I would have said, "When I grow up my life style will be focused on sustainability." That probably started in 9th grade. I took a class called "Energy Education," a science class focused on energy sources. My dad helped me make a solar hot water heater for a class project...well, my dad made it while I watched and I presented it to the class. (As an aside, some of my favorite gifts from my parents have been tools.)
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Sometime we talk about countries being older or younger. What does it mean for a nation to grow up? What would it mean for humanity to grow up?
Maybe I am thinking too much again...
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Today was the second "Winter Market." There are three scheduled for the community I live in: one was in January, today's and then one in March. In April the market will return to being weekly. Today a friend of the family who has a booth at the market observed that I am faithful to the market. And I am. I go to almost every scheduled one.
Today I bought: pears, swiss chard, potatoes, bread, cheese, a turnip, dried beans, a cabbage and sunflower sprouts.
By the time I made it home from the market the clouds were breaking up and the sun was coming out. It felt warm enough that I turned off the heat and opened the windows up... it was good to air out the house. To dream of spring.
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"When I grow up I will eat organic local food. I will grow fruits and vegetables and herbs. I will sell my car. I will make most of my clothes. I will be a caregiver and teacher. I will be a story teller."