Showing posts with label local. Show all posts
Showing posts with label local. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Girl after my own heart...

It's ideal to have all the food and herbs you desire in your back yard, however it's virtually impossible to grow EVERYTHING you need in a narrow suburban back yard...So, the word of the day is: "scavenge".

Today, I noticed some ripe cherries on my bike to work today and thought: "it's time to meet a neighbor!"

Brian (our neighbor), his wife (who's name escapes me) and their two children allowed us to render their tree bare of all it's juicy, ripe cherries. We talked briefly about their choice of green-housing equipment and protective seasonal coverings and it was on to the next stop.

A gravel alley way a couple of houses down the street from us serves as a fruit picking refuge, tucked perfectly away from motor contaminants.

Rosemary and wild spearmint and again MORE cherries for the picking.

Today, Zoe learned a valuable lesson about picking, growth, and plant maturity. Relatable knowledge; something needed for a day to day understanding of life.

Friday, March 7, 2014

First Fridays in Newberg, OR

Noun. Event in which wealthy wine country money and young entrepreneurs attend to: receive cheap alcohol, support local art, and stick their noses into other people's dirty laundry for a night.

Although, I did enjoy playing dress up with a couple of cute indie Christian girls tonight...
I'm definitely learning a lot.

One: Small local is nice, but I do not want to live like this.
Two: Wine city  = lushes.
Lushes = good for business.

Don't get me wrong, everyone loves a 'nice' small town. Who doesn't love to feel welcome? 

But "a cat doesn't get fat cashing stacks in a graveyard.." or whatever that means. 

It's hard to weigh the two. But I'll stick to the struggle this small "big city" of Portland has to offer. Nothing beats a good old fashion hustle.

Friday, April 19, 2013

Simplicity.

"You're as broken as you seem. I try not to ask for anything and no matter what I need, you just take it all..."

These harmonies remind me of deep pillow talk. Love KZME road finds.