Inside the White House: The Garden
Wednesday, 30 September 2009
If you think you're an oddity in creating a home food garden, think again.
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Buying less. Living more.

If you think you're an oddity in creating a home food garden, think again.
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As you know, I'm doing the Ditch The Disposables Challenge.
But disposables don't end with paper towels. Everywhere we look, there are examples of packaging that could easily be improved. Companies shove a "please recycle" statement on their product, and then assume it is up to us, the consumers, to get rid of their problem products.
It is our responsibility, but not to do the dirty work for lazy, greedy or ignorant companies. Instead, I believe it is our responsibility to tell companies we're not happy with their packaging, and to lobby government for changes to packaging laws.
Yummy hummus, 1000 year packaging...
I just sent off the following letter to Lisa's Hummus company.
Put your money where your mouth is at 1010global!
1010global has just been launched.
Because of annoying Greenies like you and me, pestering 1010uk.org for local versions of our own in our own countries, 1010global has arrived.
1010global is the place to organise local country 1010 action groups. If you want to see 10% emissions cuts in your own country - be it the US, Canada, Australia, New Zealand, wherever - 1010global is the place to get active and get those groups happening.
I'm not going to say much more right now.
I'll just give you the link: http://www.1010global.org/.
Spread the word in your own blog posts, and link to the site. Let you friends, family and workplaces know. We can create real, meaningful change.
See you there!
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We've had another polar blast come in from the south. Over the last few days, the balmy glimpse of summer we were enjoying has disappeared, and now there is snow on the back hills again. Brrrrr!
No snow where we are, but touches of white ice the top of nearby hills, and it is too cold to garden. I'm checking no pots have fallen over in the wind, and that's about it.
Despite this, I realised it was time for a garden update.
First casualty
Chuck Norris, my super survivor lettuce, is dying. 



I have some bad news, and some good news.
The bad news: Our political leaders are not going to save us.
The Copenhagen Climate Change Conference will not deliver the changes we need to stop runaway climate change. Nations will not agree. Hard and necessary decisions will not be reached.
The good news: It is time for ordinary people, people like you and me, to make concrete changes with a hard deadline. Not 2020 or 2050, but next year: 2010!
We need to realise and understand, at a deep level, that our leaders follow us. They always have and they always will.
Corporations and polluting businesses follow us too. They need to realise it, and now is the time to give them a wake up call.
I've just signed on for Crunchy Domestic Goddess's Ditch the disposables challenge.
From her website:
You can make the switch from:
Or, for the really crazy dedicated:
Want to join the Challenge? It's right here: Crunchy Domestic Goddess's Ditch the disposables challenge.
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It's not really Armageddon, but it feels like it, to the residents of Sydney.
The photographs and news reports flooding the Australian networks are truly horrific. Check out the photo below:
Here is an absolutely foolproof method that will help you get your teenagers out of the bathroom in five minutes.
But first:
In July 2008, our family used up our last roll of "Glad wrap" plastic food wrap.
At the time, I made a vow to myself that I would never again use the stuff.
You know what?
This has been one of the easiest "green" promises I've ever kept! It was so easy that I don't even think about the horrible plastic stuff any more.
Why would I want to buy that?
I don't miss plastic wrap at all. These days, we store most of our leftovers in Pyrex dishes that have rubber seal lids.
We're looking at replacing our Tupperware (selling it, as it is too expensive to just toss) for glass jars with rubber seals. And we eat off ceramics anyway.
Plastic bags - an icon, but only one piece of the problem
Plastic bags have become a symbol of all that is wrong with our consumer society. You know - you shove something you bought in it, and then get home - or maybe even just to your car - then dump the bag, and never use it again.
Total useful life span of a plastic bag = 5 minutes.
Total life span of a plastic bag on our planet = Hundreds of years, possibly.
However, plastic food wrap is almost as short lived in its usefulness, and arguably less necessary to our lifestyles. I mean, at least plastic bags are useful for hauling stuff around! And you can make them into this:
My potted garden is expanding, and doing well.
I've started a little nursery indoors on the windowsills. Ideally, I'd like a house with a conservatory, but for now, while we're renting, the windowsills will have to do.
I've mainly been buying seeds instead of seedlings. Sometimes I buy seedlings, but usually seeds. Seeds are a lot cheaper, and it is worth the effort to raise them up from scratch.
To do it on the cheap, I re-use seedling trays and pots I already have. I've also been using cardboard egg cartons.

I'm 38.
There, I said it.
And another confession: I'm starting to get grey hair.
Not many grey hairs, yet. But I've yanked a couple, mainly from around my hairline at the front, near my temples.
I look after my hair, and it is in good condition, but at my last appointment a few weeks ago, my hairdresser suggested that I might want to dye it.
But I've decided I don't want to dye my hair. I'm going to embrace my grey hair. I'm going to accept my silver! And I want to talk about why.
A feminist perspective
Have you ever noticed how men - get "distinguished" while women get extinguished?
Men can get as old and crusty as you could hope to see, yet they're still stars of action movies.
Look at Clint Eastwood, age 79; Harrison Ford, age 67; and Sean Connery, age 79.
How many 79 year-old women have you seen in movies lately, in anything other than "character" roles?
Why is grey hair on women considered unattractive in society? Yet, if you think about it, grey is just a colour. Nothing more.
I sing in a choir full of people with grey hair, and some of them, particularly the women, have the most beautiful, well-kept hair you could ever see.
These women are anything but crusty! They are active, powerful, beautiful, glamourous women, and I'm proud to call them friends. I only hope I'll look so great when I'm 100% grey!
Slavishly following fashion: selling out our oceans when we buy in to "the bottle"
Then there's the issue of frosting, and high-lights, and low-lights, and all those other unnatural things. My hairdresser is in her early 20s, and has more colours in her hair than I could care to name.
Every second woman on the street, it seems, has fake colour in her hair. I don't understand why.
Fashion is fickle, but in this case, it is downright poisonous.
I happen to like natural-looking hair. I like seeing people who have kept their original colour, and can spot coloured hair a mile off. To me, it looks as fake as those people who sport orange legs in the hope of convincing people they're tanned.
All the while it is more chemicals being washed down the drain, into our waterways, where our frogs are dying out and our insect life is suffering and our fish are being poisoned. We're being warned not to eat those fish and the oysters and the shellfish, because we've fouled everything up so much.
So many heavy metals and chemicals and other rubbish finding its way into our lifeblood waterways, and so much of it all is unnecessary.
Taking a stand
Sooner or later, we have to take a stand. If we don't, who will?
All we see, when we colour our hair, is the gunk running down the sink, and "away" somewhere. We just see our gunk - our little piece of the puzzle.
But imagine, for a moment, all the hundreds of millions of women all over the world, colouring their hair, just like us.
Imagine all their gunk, running down the drain and "away" somewhere.
Where is "away"? Is that my backyard, or yours? My ocean, or yours? My drinking water, or yours?
What you've got is an ecological wreckage, based on vanity and someone somewhere's idea that having coloured hair is a good idea.
Probably that same "someone, somewhere" who sells hair colours. Or "beauty" magazines. Or both.
Yes, I could go for the so-called "natural" hair colours. But henna always looked a bit dodgy with my skin tone. It looks a bit dodgy on most people, to be honest.
And I don't believe the advertising talk on the back of the packages of so-called "safe", eco-friendly hair colours. If a product isn't safe to eat or put in my eyes, I don't want it in my waterways, thank you very much.
Daughter goes grey, mother stays brunette!
I'll feel weird when I see my mother over the next few years, and I go grey and she doesn't.
She dyes her hair, of course.
I wonder if my non-dyeing will make her re-think her hair colour?
Probably not. But maybe, just maybe, it will get a little embarrassing to have a daughter over 20 years her junior sporting grey hair, when she still has sleek, red-brown, bottle-shiny hair.
And there's the issue of believability. I mean, did anyone really believe that Ronald Reagan, for instance, never had grey hair naturally until he died?
If you believe that, I have a bridge I'd like to sell you!
Rethinking age and beauty
I think older women are sometimes stunning. I think older people, generally, can offer so much to our society, and I dislike the obsession our society has with youth and agelessness.
Sure, I'm as vain as the next person. I look after my skin and wear sun block and moisturiser to keep it looking as good as possible. I like my hair to look nice and well-kept - a real struggle with my bushy mane! And I like to wear clothes that are vaguely stylish and neat and in good condition.
But I am not willing to trash our oceans to do it. I'm not willing to put carcinogenic chemicals on my head in order to live down to a stupid expectation of everlasting youth - which is impossible anyway. I'm getting older, and hopefully wiser, and I like that.
I'm happy with the fact that I will be 40 at the end of next year. It is something to celebrate.
Sometimes the biggest changes in society, and in our world, start with the smallest steps. I will not dye my hair. I have called my hairdresser and told her I say NO to colour. Maybe you'll read this and decide that you want to take a stand too - that's your choice.
But maybe, if we all accept age and grey hair and wrinkles and all the other facets of ageing, we'd all be a lot happier. If we put down the "beauty" magazines, and instead looked in the mirror and accepted ourselves and our own, unique beauty, as we are, then our community - and our planet - would be a much healthier place.
I was at the dentist this morning. I needed a very old filling replaced.
Despite the fact that amalgam (mercury) fillings, which are sometimes called "silver" fillings, last a lot longer than the new white fillings, I'd decided to have my old filling replaced with a white one.
I'm going to talk about why. And it isn't because I'm worried about getting poisoned by the mercury in my teeth.
There is no dispute that amalgam fillings do leech mercury into the mouth, but the effects and levels at which this happens are disputed - exposure may be as low as 1-3 µg/day (FDA), or as high as 27 µg/day.
Scientists simply can't agree, which means they probably don't know for certain. Amalgams are not approved (not considered safe) in Norway, Sweden and Denmark. France and Canada are also currently considering bans on amalgams.
The main reason I decided against mercury in my mouth is because the World Health Organisation reports that mercury from amalgam and laboratory devices accounts for 53% of total mercury emissions.
To give you some idea, about 120 tonnes of mercury are used annually in dental care in the EU. This is the largest single use of mercury in products within the EU.
Making connections - dentistry and fish
Have you ever wondered where all that mercury in fish populations is coming from? Our fish are poisoned - it has to be coming from somewhere!
United States FDA guidelines recommend that pregnant women consume
Today was our local recycling day. And I was coming back from dropping my son at Kindy, when I noticed a fantastic terracotta coloured plant pot sitting in the gutter on our street. It looked in perfect condition.
I figured that maybe someone had had it blown from their house, as it was so windy last night. So I said to myself that if it was still there this afternoon, I'd grab it.
Well, this afternoon came around, the plant pot was still there, and now it is mine!
Here it is, filled with potting mix and home to my comfrey, garlic chives and chives. 
Looks good, doesn't it?
The only thing wrong with it that I can see (apart from a few minor scratches) is that it is missing its saucer. No mind. I'll trot along to the Warehouse and buy one tomorrow - that will only cost me a couple of dollars, and I'll have a great, "freeganed" planter that cost me virtually nothing!
It's crazy what people throw out, isn't it! Maybe it didn't match their decor any more!
Garden update
And time for a quick garden update...
Everything is doing well, and so far I've had no fatalities, which is a minor miracle in itself.
The strawberries are starting to flower. Very pretty! 
The raspberry has doubled in size, and has so many bright green leaves on it. I'm going to have to tie it up soon, and transfer it to a bigger container!
The peas I planted only a couple of weeks ago are showing their noses above the soil. Here they are, in with the cranberries.
And the lettuces I shoved in the top of the strawberry planter, simply for the fact that I had some space there, are starting to grow well. I'll need to find a bigger container for them too!
I'm amazed at the fact everything is still alive! Touch wood! (But not the raspberries - ouch!)
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I'm currently doing two Challenges - A Year on Tap Water, and a Month on Fair Trade Chocolate.
Here are my updates.
The Water Challenge


I can't believe we had hail only a week ago.
Today it is 21 C (70 F), the sun is shining, and you couldn't ask for more beautiful spring weather.
I'm supposed to be at Church singing this morning, but I'm taking it easy as I'm still recovering, and will only be singing this evening, as I had a concert last night with City Choir, and didn't want to go too heavy with the singing when I'm still weak.






Our family loves ice cream.
My husband's favourite variety is the locally-produced Rush Munro's Maple and Walnut flavour. It is delicious. It's a favourite with guests too. We're talking seriously good ice cream here.
However, we've stopped buying it. In an effort to reduce our plastic consumption, we decided that we would no longer buy unnecessary items that were packaged in plastic. Other ice cream varieties are available that are packaged in cardboard, so we've switched over.
I thought it was fair to let the Rush Munro company know why we've made the switch from their ice cream. After all, we loved their product. So I wrote them an email:

It's been a bad winter for me.
A double whammy of flu. The first bout knocked me out for three weeks. This second bout has knocked me out for just a fortnight. I seem to be on the mend again, so I'm back blogging With A Vengeance. I guess you can't keep a good girl down.
As a result of being sick, I'm going on a pretty strict immunity-building diet for the next six weeks. It's Dr. Fuhrman's Six Week Challenge (you can find the Challenge in Dr. Fuhrman's excellent book Eat To Live).
The basic meal plan guidelines are:
Snacks are fruit and raw veggies, with plant-based dips and spreads, and small amounts of nuts and seeds.
There is no portion control, but there is a 10% rule - you can eat 10% calories from whatever you want, as long as 90% of the time you follow the guidelines. So I can go out for dinner if I want, but only 1 night in 10, or less.
Water only (of course!) to drink., although the original version allows herbal teas as well.
In short, it's a vegan, whole-foods, ultra-high nutrition diet, aimed at boosting my immunity and getting me super-fit and healthy again.
I'll also be taking echinacea supplements, and a multivitamin.
Why so extreme?
I've been really sick. I don't want to get sick again. Dr. Fuhrman's diet is evidence-based, and I know from experience that his methods work - it was by following his program that I lost a massive amount of weight (over 50 pounds) a few years ago and have kept it off pretty easily.
However, the last year the MOTS (Male Of The Species) and I have let our habits slide a bit, and although I haven't regained more than a kilogram or two, my health has deteriorated, and this winter's two bouts of flu were the result.
Not good. I need to get back on the wagon. And yes - Pizza is EVIL! ;-)
Looking for a group blog...somewhere...maybe...
I'm not going to bore everyone here at Cluttercut with the sordid details of my Six Week Challenge, what I'm eating, or any of that. If I knew of a group blog doing Fuhrman I'd join it, but I don't. If you know of one doing Fuhrman or similar, please let me know!
So I'll probably create a separate blog sometime soon, and if you want to read my doings, you can head on over.
What I will say, to conclude this long - and rather dull - post, is that I've realised it is really important to look after our health. How can we expect to be effective environmentalists if we're too weak to get out of bed? It has been a wake-up call for me that I really needed.
Finally, thanks so much for all the good wishes. It's nice to know so many people care. Thank you.
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An explanation for my absence from life this last week: I've been pretty much bedridden since Tuesday last week with a nasty bug.
It wasn't good timing. My husband had only just started his new job on the Monday, and I was hoping to be able to have hot cooked meals for him each night, and a well-organised home.
Instead he was left to pick up the pieces and support me the moment he got home each day, on top of learning the ropes at the workplace. The best I could manage was him not having to take any time off work in his first week.
I finally crawled out of bed yesterday to be driven to the doctor. She took one look at me, and immediately gave me an inhalor to help me breathe better. She also ordered some blood tests, which I had done this morning.
The good news in all this? Well, I haven't had the blood tests back yet, so we don't know what's causing my illness. But the bathroom scales are showing the reason my jeans are hanging off my less than festively-plump rear end - I've lost 4 kilos (8.8 pounds) in one week.
That's what you get for not eating anything at all, except a few mouthfuls of ice-cream to sooth a sore throat.
Diet is "Die" with a "T". Yep, that'd be right.
I'm going back to bed. I hope to get up to date with my email and other responsibilities as soon as I can, but at the moment, I need rest.
I know I need to contact some of you for various reasons, and I apologise that it may be some time until that happens. I wouldn't want to infect you right now, anyway! And as for social life, well, Facebook (if that) is about as heavy as anything I can handle!
Take care, everyone. And keep well.
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We've had an icy blast come up from the south.
Invercargill, a city down to the south of us, has had a late bout of snow. I'm right now sitting here typing to the sound of hail on the roof.
I was out at the garden center today, grabbing some more additions to my potted garden.
I've now added the following to my potted garden:


The trouble with gardening is that it's addictive. Once you start, you can't stop.
In my case, I've got my tomato seeds planted. They're ready to go. They're tiny toms, so if it gets cold, I can bring them inside. All good. They haven't even tipped their noses up above the soil yet, or I'd have a photo to show you!
However, there lies the rub, as Shakepeare might say. Because what happens next but I come across this deliciously simple recipe for Tomato Basil Bruschetta at Green For Nothing.
And now I just know I need to grow some basil!
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