I hope to bring the prarie to the city one day. Harvesting vegetables is extremely satisfying but not as much as weeding. I like to think of weeding as an act of heroism! I like to think of harvesting as an act of piracy with loot of VEGETABLES!
I have learned that some families on farms call their pigs ham, cattle hamburger, and the like so that their kids can understand them as something other than a pet. There is a cow you should meet whose best friend is a runaway show pig. I have seen cats play dead when getting roughed up by brutish dogs. I have seen larvae slither in the sun and taken a liking to fire ants! Wild roots, wilder ness.
As little bits of Iowa return to their prarie roots: http://www.inhf.org/prairiemgmt.htm
Free posters with prarie restoration information available through the Iowa City Department of Agriculture (in case I am not the only interested party).
hoooola new life!
- whitney
- there once was a girl who liked change, mirror images, and the tide. she found herself curiously exploring options while thinking side thoughts of painting her nails. she wants to meet the rain forest through spanish eyes seeing flocks of butterflies instead as las mariposas. she wants to feel uncomfortable. she wants to smell the smell of a city millions wake up to every day. she wants to ride alongside gauchos. then one day she flew to buenos aires and stayed a while. this is her story.
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