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The ridge above my farm offers breathtaking panoramic views of the Palouse. Our neighbors at Thorn Creek Native Seed Farm steward over 100 acres of this historic Palouse Prairie on Paradise Ridge and it has been their mission to restore native plants to the area.
The Palouse-Clearwater Environmental Institute http://www.pcei.org/ that I founded 25 years ago, had a weekend fundraiser, “25 chairs for 25 years.” Members of the community signed up to decorate an Adirondack chair, provided by PCEI, parade it around town and at our local farmers’ market, and then attend a live auction. The chairs were art at its best! Take a gander and then get out your tools. You’ll want to do this in your own home town or at least, your backyard to your own chairs.
This photo typifies PCEI … a smart car and lots of bikes parked on our 13 acre campus smack-dab in the middle of town surrounded by houses on all four sides.
I’ve been deliriously happy and grateful the last year over something that is well, mmmmmm, kind of unmentionable.
“She isn’t!” (Carol’s voice.)
Yes, I am.
As I sit here cradling my cup of tea and watching dawn tickle the fringed edges of pine trees outside my window, I can already see that this morning might be another day of rain. Mind you, I’m never one to pick a fight with the weather (naturally, weather always wins). Still, I can’t help thinking about places where I might find sunshine drizzled like honey over rolling hillsides. You know the sort of destination I’m dreaming of…
I contracted an incurable case of mountain fever when I was a kid curled up in a canvas sleeping bag under the big skies of Montana, pondering voodoo spirits while hiking the desert canyons of Southern Utah, running wild in the sagebrush flats of Wyoming, and climbing the mountain passes of Colorado. My fever only worsened as an adult when I sat, day after day, above it all on a fire watch lookout tower in Idaho.
Don’t worry, it isn’t serious, although I do hope it’s contagious! I’m all about a good spread (not only on bread), and propagation is a word I toss around a lot (as in “you just gotta seed that and seed this”).
When my fever elevates, I travel…
The earthquake disaster in Japan obscured anything else going on in the world at that time. Even my world stopped (my son, daughter-in-law, and toddler grandson live in Tokyo), but nature didn’t.
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Buy props used in MaryJane’s books and magazine!
All proceeds (minus shipping and packing) will benefit www.firstbook.org, a non-profit that provides new books to children from low-income families throughout the U.S. and Canada.
Here’s how:
MaryJane will post a photo of the prop and its cost here along with a few details as to its condition. The first person to call the farm and talk with Brian, 208-882-6819, becomes the new owner of a little bit of herstory. Shipping will be either USPS or UPS, our choice. No returns.
