Tuesday, July 21, 2009

little city farm

Yesterday, a co-worker of mine told me about a place that caused my heart smile. Last week, she went with her Mom to a Bed and Breakfast in Kitchener called Little City Farm. This is a home in a city that has a hens in their yard, no tv, shelves and shelves of books, a vegetable garden, freshly baked bread, strawbale walls, green rooftops, a friendly dog, and cozy rooms, all run by a young couple with a small baby.

Did this cause me to start dreaming about the possibilities of incorporating this into my future aspirations? Maybe, just maybe it did.

Here is some excerpts from their website:

"Many environmental visionaries have inspired us, and we are practicing ways to reduce consumption and incorporate natural cycles into every day living. Rather than setting up a rural homestead, we are exploring a sustainable lifestyle in the city and we hope to share this with our guests."

"To us, urban homesteading means a conscious choice to live more simply and within our means, while supporting endeavors that promote community & sustainability, and increase the livability of our city."

"As urban homesteaders we are learning to produce quality homemade goods that are necessary to meet our everyday needs. We grow much of our own food, recycle our greywater through a pond system, bake in an outdoor cob oven, incorporate solar power, eat a vegetarian diet, use bicycles or a shared co-op vehicle for errands, use a passive-solar greenhouse to produce fresh greens all winter long, support local artisans, and buy from farmers who we know by name."

"In the past, we have lived and worked on a variety of organic & biodynamic farms across Canada, and have developed a passion for growing our own food and living a life that is light on the earth. We also enjoy the vibrant community & car-free options the city life offers, and yet dream of a slower, self-reliant rurally based existence."

"You are cultivating peace at Little City Farm..." - Charlie, North Carolina






Thursday, July 16, 2009

The Singer

Lately, this an aspect of the gospel that I am learning to cling to and the Spirit is teaching me to trust.

The Sermon on the Mount, from Matthew 6,9 and Luke 12, as told in The Jesus Storybook Bible (a highly reccomended resource for young families and all Christians alike).

Wherever Jesus went, lots of people went too. They loved being near him. Old people. Young people. All kinds of people came to see Jesus. Sick people. Well people. Happy people. Sad people. And worried people. Lots of them. Worrying about lots of things.
What if we don't have enough food? Or clothes? Or suppose we run out of money? What if there isn't enough? And everything goes wrong? And we won't be all right? What then?
When Jesus saw all the people, his heart was filled with love for them. They were like a little flock of sheep that didn't have a shepherd to take care of them. So Jesus sat them all down and he talked to them.
The people sat quietly on the grassy mountainside and listened. From where they sat, they could see th blue lake glittering below them and little fishing boats coming in from a night's catch. The spring air was fresh and clear.

"See those birds over there?" Jesus said.
Everybody looked. Little sparrows were pecking at seeds along the stony path.
"Where do they get there food? Perhaps they have pantries all stocked up? Cabinets of food?"
Everyone laughed - who's ever seen a bird with a bag of groceries?
"No," Jesus said. "They don't need to worry about that. Because God knows what they need and he feeds them."

"And what about these wild flowers?"
Everyone looked. All around them flowers were growing. Anemones, daises, pure white lilies.
"Where do they get their lovely colours? Do they make them? Or do they go to work every day so they can buy them? Do they have closests full of clothes?"
Everyone laughed again - who's ever seen a flower putting on a dress?
"No," Jesus said. "They don't need to worry about that because God clothes them in royal robes of splendor! Not even a king is that well dressed!"


They had never met a king but at they gazed out over the lake, glittering and sparkling below them, the hillsides dressed in reds, purples, and golds, they felt a great burden lift from their hearts. They could not imagine anything more beautiful.
"Little flock," Jesus said, "You are more important than birds! More important than flowers! The birds and the lowers didn't sit and worry about things. And God doesn't want his children to worry either. God loves to look after the birds and the flowers. And he loves to look after you, too."

Jesus knew that God would always love and watch over the world he had made - everything in it - birds, flowers, trees, animals, everything! And, most of all, his children.
Even though people had forgotten, the birds and the flowers hadn't forgotten, they still knew their song. It was the song all of God's creation had sung to him from the very beginning. It was the song people's hearts were made to sing: "God made us. He loves us. He is very pleased with us."
It was why Jesus had come into the world: to sing them that wonderful song; to sing it not only with his voice, but to make it his whole life - so that God's children could remember it and join in and sing it, too.

Sunday, July 05, 2009

Austen and BBC

This is my favourite recipe when it comes to film.

3 cups of Jane Austen
1 cup of BBC

Enjoy on a chilly evening, wrapped up in an
aphgan, with tea and good company.

One day, I hope to be able to glace over at one of my nearby shelves to realise that I happen to own all 6 of the BBC productions of Jane Austen's novels. That will be a good day.

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

O Canada