Five Loaves Farm and Territorial Seeds

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Photo: Bee and thistle: Taken high in the Cascade Mountains where there is a bee buzzing on every thistle. by Debora Rorvig

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Five Loaves Farm and Territorial Seeds

You remember how the little boy gave Jesus 5 loaves of bread and two fish? Jesus blessed the food and when the disciples distributed it, it fed thousands of people, with leftovers! That's what 5 Loaves Farm in Lynden is doing...and just as in the ancient story, the loaves are multiplying! What started as one garden has become three! This year I am purchasing a 10 x 20 foot plot at the Methodist Church and will do the bulk of my veggie garden there. A portion of my harvest will go to the local foodbank, and the rest will be enjoyed by my family and friends. Thought you might enjoy viewing a little video clip about 5 Loaves...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZUaN3qeUYI&feature=youtu.be

AND...thanks to a tip from Alyce (the lady in the video), I found Territorial Seed Company. They even have a virtual garden planner! Here's my plan. All of my seeds will be heirloom (naturally); and I'm experimenting with companion gardening, which is planting items next to one another for maximum benefit. For example, the marigolds and the dukat dill will repel pests from my cabbage and onions. The spinach is tucked between the pole beans and the peas because they will cast shadows over the spinach, which doesn't like blazing sun. Nasturtiums are planted between the cukes and the squash to repel insects. And the sunflowers attract bees! That's the theory anyhow. And of course the weather has to cooperate...that's always iffy around our parts. Stay tuned for updates!
http://gardenplanner.territorialseed.com/garden-plan.aspx?p=234173

3 comments:

joanne said...: I am going to check them out...thanks for the link and happy planning.; February 28, 2012 at 8:16 PM
olddog said...: Sounds like a great plan. perhaps this idea will spread as the victory gardens did during world war II; March 1, 2012 at 2:35 AM
Alicia@ eco friendly homemaking said...: Wow that is so awesome!! I pray that you have an abundant harvest this season!!; March 1, 2012 at 5:32 AM

I Am From

I Am From...

by Debora Rorvig

I am from a lumber mill worker’s company house
with peeling paint and a sidewalk made of two by fours.
From faded flannel shirts that smell of pine and cedar boughs.

I am from Mason Jars of homed-canned pears,
from Dairygold milk with cream on top
in bottles on the porch.

I am from a garden plot with rows and rows of golden corn
that always wanted hoeing,
and from atop the highest branches of the Gravenstein apple tree in the Attolini’s orchard-
with apple juice dripping from my chin.

I am from saurkraut and wooden shoes-
the Millers and the Youngedykes,
and from the lively Scottish clan
who wear the McKinnon tartan.

From farmers and woodsmen
plain folk all,
who’s hands were calloused hard
but who’s hearts were tender-soft.

I am from ‘what will the neighbors think’
and ‘if you can’t say something nice,
don’t say anything at all.’

From saints and sinners who didn’t see eye to eye
but loved each other anyway,
and in their own way.

I am from the Western shores of Washington
strewn with agates, kelp and driftwood,
from Steelhead salmon, salty smoked
and chowder made from clams we dug
at Semiahmoo spit.

I am from my mother Ruby,
who taught me how to sew
on the old Singer treadle machine;
and told me all about my heritage.

And from my daddy, Raymond Claude
who took me nightcrawler hunting in the moonlight
and showed me how to bait my hook
and fish along the Nooksack River’s edge.

I am from an ancient, tattered Holy Bible kept safely on the upper shelf
with pictures of Jesus Christ
and a letter edged in black- carefully tucked inside.
There are births and deaths recorded there,
and a poem by great- great grandfather Alexander Laughlin Mckinnon
who I never met--and yet I know him
better than some I’ve met.

Precious is that Book to me.

And that is where I am from.

My Life List

*Seek first the Kingdom
*Never stop dreaming
*Make a difference in my students' lives
*Create alternate streams of income to fund my goals
*Dress with flair
*Master virbrato on my violin
*Try cross country skiing in Eastern Washington
*Lose those extra pounds and be healthy
*Be more active in my church
*Stop fearing things, people and confrontation; say what I think
*Stop Hurrying
*Inspire my grandchildren
*Own a Cottage on the Beach
*Live the Word
*Memorize the Book of Hebrews
*Find the perfect hairdo
*Be myself
*Look up old friends and make new ones
*Remodel the kitchen and bathroom
*Make my garden lovely
*Sleep under the stars in the desert and hear coyotes howl
*Write and publish a book(s)
*Travel toRio de Janiero, Cape Breton, South of France, Italy,Scotland, Wales, UK, Ireland, Norway, Turks & Caicos, New York City and the Eastern Seaboard; The Deep South, Africa

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Five Loaves Farm and Territorial Seeds

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