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Wednesday, January 25, 2017

#100dayproject : day 4

Are we too connected? A little twist of the plot of my morning had me revisiting the issue of responsible use of the technology in my pocket. Here's hoping that, for more of us, having the one kind of connection (measured in mbps) doesn't interfere with the other. :)

this here so-called smart phone distractomafone device
the blessing or the curse
of our much divided attentions, safely connected tethered

Monday, January 23, 2017

#100dayproject : day 3

happy to see
bees in january
understanding, as i do
the need
for occasional
how perfect and lonely
they lie
on the surface
i bring home the dead
just a few
the better to see them
i leave them on the counter 
turn my thoughts
to dinner


my daughter of nine years
rattled, righteous
as one by one
the five bees revive
drunkenly they stumble-crawl
in slow-motion, clumsy
but what have i done?
we watch them
for such a breathless
intimate moment
our thanks and apologies
quietly given
as we return them
to the cold

This, of course, is a honeybee. It came out of the hive on a "cleansing flight"
and did not make it back. All normal and natural for this warm day in January.
However, the rapid decline of honeybee 
in the last decade
due to Colony Collapse Disorder is not. 
They are one of the myriad victims of the careless ways in which we've abused
the connection between our actions and our environment.
Another is the Rusty Patched Bumble Bee,
recently placed on the Federal Endangered Species List.

Sunday, January 22, 2017

#100dayproject : Day 2

Watch out - girl on the move! 

During the film portion of the Wagbo Feast & Film event this evening, I got to hang out with the sweetest little sweetie pie. She was utilizing her newly realized mobility to get around in the world. So. Much. Fun!

The rest of us were watching a documentary highlighting women in various Australian hunter-gatherer societies. In it, women moved across a landscape so familiar to them, realizing ancient traditions and techniques for utilizing plants that had been passed down to them. At their sides, a new generation watched and learned.

Around the globe today, womenfolk were mobilizing, utilizing their right of assembly, hoping to realize equality for all in the face of renewed threats and a time of uncertainty within our own democratic republic.

First we crawl, then we walk, then we march!

Sending a shout out to all the peaceful protesters around the globe today! Thank you for standing up, speaking up, showing up - Women's Rights are Human Rights are Environmental Rights are Women's Rights! Yes, we are connected!

Saturday, January 21, 2017


I'll be the first to admit that I am both energized and overwhelmed by the volume of calls to action brought on by recent events in the US and abroad. I am comforted by those that insist that our small everyday actions do matter. I take to heart the sentiment that to start small is still to start. And that the big actions all began as wee ones.

I also think it's a good idea to get a little bit uncomfortable once in a while. That's what it feels like when you stretch, grow, make new choices.

With that, prompted by good friend and awesome human, Jeannie Voller, we're taking up a #100dayproject challenge here on the new old Wagbo blog!

The #100dayproject challenge generally goes like this: Pick an action, any smallish, creative, positive action. (Cool.) Do that action. (Ok.) Now share it... usually on social media. (Um...) Repeat 100 times. (Yikes.) Alright, I'd say we've achieved a certain level of uncomfortable.

Starting today and for the next 99 days, Wagbo will be joining with others that take up this challenge to get creative, go high, be the change, see the beauty, get to work, spread the love, and - our #100dayproject focus - find connection.

Each day we'll share something here, a small something - a photo, a thought, an idea - to document connections of all shapes and sizes that make us stronger. Over the coarse of the project, we hope many times to pause long enough to notice, to gain a new perspective, to find ourselves grateful.

I guess we begin with this here on day one, which, if it's reaching you, is doing so over the wondrous world wide webs. And just like that... we are connected.

So, here's to starting small and growing uncomfortable, every day, believing in collective passion and the sum of our actions. We're hoping it leads to new and better connections along the way.

We thank Jeannie for the inspiration and we look forward to seeing her dance through her #100dayproject. Let us know if you're doing a #100dayproject too!

Until soon,

Monday, June 29, 2015

The Moon of Making Fat

The Moon of Making Fat is one of the names for the lunation that began with June 16th's New Moon, and is from the Lakota (Sioux) calendar. Upon considering this, my own contradictory nature irresistibly counters with, "Wait, aren't we more likely to burning fat at this time of year?" In the season of putting it in high gear cuz we gotta get it all done (and quick!), and/ or putting on our swim suits for the first time in months, it seems that we are doing anything but making fat.

All the humans I know around here are making plenty of things, of course. The business of our busy-ness seeps into almost every conversation I've had recently. As for myself, among other things, I have been:
  • making the ground as welcoming as possible for little seedlings; 
  • making the sheep a little more comfortable (hopefully) by sheering them 
  • making the conditions right for milk to turn into cheeses and yogurts; 
  • making it to the <insert ephemeral Spring wild edible here> patch to harvest before their fleeting season passes; 
  • making it out to the garlic bed before the weeds take over; 
  • making sure the goats and chickens stay out of the garden;  
  • making a schedule that makes sense now that the "littles" are on summer break.
Sound familiar? In other words, this is the season of making hay while the sun shines, making sure we haven't forgotten anything, making ourselves worn out. Maybe your list varies from mine a little. Or even a lot. But fat? No, it probably does not include making fat.

And then I remember. It's not always about us.

At this time of year, right in my very own refrigerator, a thick layer of heavy cream will rise to the top of fresh milk from my goats if left undisturbed for a couple of days. This, even though goat's milk is not supposed to do that, being naturally homogenized.

When I get caught up in this Moon of Aren't I Just So Busy and Important, it's good to remember the reason we decided to celebrate the cycles of the moon at Wagbo with Full Moon Feasts.

To take that breath and hold that space for a different perspective on what's happening in the world this season, this hour, this right now.

To recall, for example, the remarkable fact that at this very moment, ruminant animals on the farm and in the woods and fields are eating green things. I'm not just talking about the broccoli we just transplanted. They are chowing down on green things that are highly un-digestible for us. Like grass, for example. And they are MAKING THEM INTO FAT.

Yes, fat. Beautiful fat.

The beauty of this process is that the fat that these animals make now will help them survive through the winter season to which we so recently bid farewell at our north latitude.

Yes, fat. Essential fat.

Of course, fat is essential for other animals as well. I've read about Rocky Mountain Grizzlies eating moths (moths!) by the tens of thousands for... guess what! What else?

You got it, fat. Tasty fat.

We humans like the taste of fat too. But much of the kajillion dollar (approximate), celebrity endorsed weight loss industry and check-out stand magazine covers would have us believe that fat is bad, urging us to avoid it. There are many that might call this the "Moon of Last Chance To Get That Bikini Body."

Years before I would consider my own bikini body to be a thing to question, I considered my dad quite odd for preferring whole milk and for spreading butter as thick as frosting. Like many of my friends in the burbs in the 70's and 80's, skim milk and margarine were the norm and Weight Watchers weigh-ins became a weekly standard of my female kin.

As it turns out, however, without fat we don't absorb certain vitamins adequately or maintain our nervous systems, skin and other tissues very well. Good fats are finally and thankfully coming back into fashion. To our benefit, the "low fat" doctrine is slowly but surely being debunked.

So, in this season of running ourselves ragged with all the things, may we at least dance the frenzied dance of Spring-into-Summer knowing the real way to a bikini body. :)

As the moon waxes into fullness on Wednesday, let the growing roundness in the night sky remind us of the remarkable goodness of growing fat. Let us pause at least long enough to consider the richness in the rolling, rippling fields we pass as we race to our next appointment.

And if you make it to the Full Moon Feast here at Wagbo on Wednesday, we'll raise a glass (of whole milk) to that!