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RIP The Goose

After digging into the bathroom garbage can, Goose finds herself in a bit of a predicament.

After digging into the bathroom garbage can, Goose finds herself in a bit of a predicament.

So, I haven’t written about this yet because, frankly, it makes me want to cry whenever I think about it, but I think it’s finally time.

The Goose, also known as Nico-dog, passed away in May 2009. She was 11? You might remember the tales of our baddington—how she liked to steal food and hide it places, or how she enjoyed nothing quite as much as going through the garbage, or how she destroyed three of my blankets in as many months.

But the Goose was a true friend, an awesome traveling companion, and all-around badass. You couldn’t have asked for a better, more hilarious dog with whom to live. I gotta admit, I hated dogs when I first moved into the Farmhouse (I’m definitely one of those crazy cat people) but the Goose won me over, slowly but surely. I’m pretty sure I was caught giving her pats on more than one occasion.

The Goose had lived a good, long life but she’d finally reached her end. Caterina called from Cali to let us know when it happened. I want to say that she got sick and Caterina had to put her down but I honestly can’t remember what actually happened. All I heard was Rin telling me “Goose” and “died”; everything else I blocked out.

Oh, little Goosington. We miss you!

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In other news:

There is so much to tell you about the house; it’s been a pretty exciting summer, let me tell you. The garden is so full of abundance that I don’t know where to start. So I won’t. I’ll wait until I can get my act together and post proper pictures of our garden … and our two very special visitors!

Yeah, that’s kind of a tease. That’s just the kind of animal I am.

New garden pics


Just some pics from around the garden. It’s looking pretty spectacular these days, thanks to our resident farmer!

I hold no responsibility for any of it, except for maybe the missing peas. I can’t help it; they are so damn tasty.

So, today I heard someone suggest that the solution to the climate change crisis (the clever euphemism for “global warming”) is nuclear power.

My initial reaction? “That’s a GREAT idea! Why didn’t we think of that sooner? I’m really looking forward to when the sites begin to leak radioactive waste into the ground and major water systems!”

[For fun, here's a story about the decommissioned Hanford Site in Washington State, that released nuclear waste into the Columbia River and caused all kinds of negative health effects: Downwinders' court win seen as 'great victory'.]

Maybe I don’t just know enough about nuclear power. I’ll admit that most of my knowledge about these matters comes from Homer Simpson and the horror stories of meltdowns at places like Three Mile Island and Chernobyl. I’m sure there are a lot of people who would crawl out of the woodwork to tell me not one person died after these events (I’m not bothering to look those things up at the moment).

But there is no way you can convince me that nuclear power and its RADIOACTIVE WASTE is 100 percent safe for the planet. You can’t tell me that it was a good idea for the Hanford Site to toss its waste in one of the major watersystems in the Pacific Northwest.  And you will never convince me that nuclear power is the solution to climate change.

Maybe the key isn’t to find a magical source of unlimited electricity. Maybe the key is to stop using so much electricity in the first place.

Maybe the solution is to stop bailing out industries like the automotive industries and let them crumble. Cars make pollution. Less cars = less pollution.

I know the pro-automotive arguments: the industry creates jobs, you can’t get anywhere without a car, hybrid vehicles create less pollution. What about the counter-arguments though? Why don’t we employ people in different industries? If North American hadn’t had cars in the first place, would we even have suburbs? Would we have urban sprawl or would we dense, compact cities like in Europe?And since when did hybrid cars become environmentally friendly? You still have to MAKE the cars; you don’t just create them out of thin air and fuzzy feelings.

(And when did owning a vehicle become a right anyway?)

You know what the real problem is? The sense of entitlement that permeates modern society. People think they have rights to vehicles and food imported from halfway across the globe and all sorts of ridiculous luxuries that consume fossil fuels and electricity. You know what? We don’t. Humankind endured despite all those things for thousands of years.

This isn’t some bullshit, New Age, touchy-feely hippie thinking, either. I’m not going to claim that I’d be able to survive in the wilderness with nothing but my wits and a knife. Modern society has crippled ALL of us. Mine is likely the least-skilled generation I’ve ever encountered. We’re used to prepackaged food and entertainment from the idiot box and yes, even my beloved Internet.

But you know what? I wouldn’t be afraid to let it all go. I wouldn’t be afraid to move to a cabin in the woods and learn to chop my own wood and grow my own food and do without the thousands of modern conveniences that society now takes for granted—those conveniences to which society believes it is entitled.

The worst thing that happens is I die and return to the earth—and that’s something that is inevitable to the human condition anyway.

The only way to lessen the effects of climate change is to completely change societal thinking and eliminate that sense of entitlement. Create liveable, walkable cities and eliminate the “need” for automobiles. Start growing your own food in your own backyard instead of importing bananas from Central America or paying jacked-up prices for organic lettuce.

Things like B.C.’s current carbon tax are a joke. Instead of decreasing the amount of emissions, you turn pollution into a commodity. If you can afford to pollute, you will. It’s as simple as that. A $5 a tonne charge is nothing to the big corporations. The only way to make a carbon tax effective is to make the tax prohibitive! Charge $50-$100 a tonne to industry polluters! The corporations can afford it and, if they can’t, maybe they’ll change the way they do business. Maybe then we’d have enough money in the provincial budget to provide universal child care and a liveable wage to workers living in poverty.

Okay, that’s enough for now. I’m sure I’ll get more riled up in a few minutes here.

Happy spring equinox!

So, I’m in the kitchen of the Farmhouse right now with a slowly growing group of cohorts for a night of dinner and music in celebration of the equinox and, you know, life in general. We just talked to our beloved former roomie Caterina, who’s chillin’ out in California right now. Rin’s going to visit her soon-ish and I’m extra jealous. She promised to give the Goose lots of pets for me!

All’s well in Farmhouse land. There are little plantings growing in the yard, despite the horribly unseasonable snow that seems to keep falling in our fair city. Rin planted some mushrooms today (a first for her) and a perfectly timed thunderstorm watered the patch after. I picked some chickweed and corn salad for dinner and it always amazes me that food grows out of the ground. I’m so accustom to foraging for food at the grocery store that when it comes from my own yard, I’m not quite sure what to make of it. Miracle in action, obviously.

Mmm, fennel is getting roasted and Margaret has affixed bells to her hat. I see Margaret scooping tahini and Rin is making something; she informs us that she’s just making it up as she goes along. I just show up and eat. I’m also a world-class stirrer.

Alright, it’s time that I stop being an antisocial crab and maybe play some bass? I’ve got a new (and unnamed) acoustic bass to play and many ridiculous songs to sing. Happy equinox!

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Please come in, but close the door behind you.

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Full-frontal greenhouse.

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From the side, plus bonus wheelbarrow and lawn mower.

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A shot of the inside. Where I was standing is now filled with compost.

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Seriously, how awesome is a greenhouse with a rocking chair and a hammock? Plus, the greenhouse passively heats the house by trapping solar energy. Obviously it’s the best.

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Ooh, a small glimpse of winter sunshine.

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I thought this was an appropriately Canadian image …

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Bonus picture of a household safety hazard. As the safety officer, I’m required to ticket the offender. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

Snow day

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Farmhouse Profile: Sky

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This is Sky (Skye?) but I think Sky is a bit of an obvious name for a grey cat so I’ve been calling her “Pi”, which she seems to respond to. I also refer to her as Princess, or Babycat, or Catface, or whatever else comes into my head at any particular moment. She’s adorable and she doesn’t seem to be too much for our allergy sufferers to take. She’s no Goose but she’s pretty special in her own way. She must have been the runt of her litter because she was extra tiny when we got her (despite having had two litters already) but she’s been fixed and she’s starting to fatten up a little bit. She’s also far too fast for my camera; mostly all I can get is a grey blob but these two turned out alright.

Here’s one of her hiding in the craft room:

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Seriously, cutest kitty ever.

As the summer winds down and our travelers move on to their winter homes, we’re looking for one or two new, long-term roommates interested in becoming part of the Farmhouse Family.

The Farmhouse is a two-story house built in 1946 and located in South Vancouver, between Main and Fraser. We are home to anywhere between four and seven people at any time, as well as a lovely cuddly kitty. We have two bathrooms, two kitchens (one for meat eaters and one for herbivores), two fireplaces, and a huge garden from which we run an organic vegeteble delivery service. We love to sit on the back step (known as “the dugout”) and watch the morning sun come in through the two mama cedar trees in the back. Pets are welcome, as long as they get along with our existing kitty, and there’s parking for a car or two.

Be warned: this is not the house for those who need instant access to a shopping mall or fast food — if you’ll die without a coffee shop on the corner where you can get up-to-the-moment neighborhood gossip, we’re probably not the place for you. But if you love biking, sharing food, music, and DIY culture and are interested in living on a working urban farm, this is your spot!

We are communally-oriented folks representing a mix of genders, ages, and lifestyle choices who love living together as a family and would usually rather spend a night at home making dinner, playing music, and making crafts than go out dancing. Don’t get me wrong, we love to have a good time — but we like to keep it mellow. We are activists, hippies, artists, musicians, chefs, farmers, sci-fi geeks, dumpster divers, gender benders, and capitalism-smashers who come together to remind ourselves and others that we live in a world of abundance. We run the gamut from vegan to meat-eating and have a generally shared approach to food and other household supplies. We love pot-lucks/music jams (jam-luck? pot-jam?) and playing croquet in the park.

We are open to anyone who is queer-friendly and community-minded, who understands that the rewards of living together far outweigh the challenges of making it work. We rely on clear boundaries, trust, and open communication to keep our messy hippie house running, and appreciate people who are comfortable with consensus, self-organization, and who won’t freak out about diva cups on the bathroom counter or feminist discourse at the dinner table. 

Give us a call if you’d like to come check us out: 604-628-9509.

Lovin’ you, family!

The Farmhouse Animals

Workshop: Be Your Own Farmer

A ten-week gardening course on a real, working urban farm!

Using techniques from permaculture and organic agriculture, we’ll go step by step through the process of planning, planting, maintaining and harvesting your urban food garden. Whether you have an established garden or are starting from scratch, this course will prepare you with the tools we use on our farm right here in the city of Vancouver. We’ll focus on growing to meet the challenges of urban farming, such as degraded soil, small spaces, and limited time and resources — you’ll leave ready to hit the dirt when spring comes, and get growing year-round!

This course is offered on a pay-what-you-feel basis; you pay what you feel is fair, based on your resources, the time and effort of the instructor, the quality of the information and how valuable it is to you. We suggest a donation of $150 to $300 for the series of ten classes, 2.5 hours per week for ten weeks. Your support helps keep farming alive inside our city limits and makes you a part of localizing our economy.

About our farm: The Farmhouse Farm is a grassroots urban agriculture project on a standard city lot in Vancouver’s Sunset neighbourhood. We are a CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) venture based on the concept of share-cropping. Our five members pay a weekly fee for an equal share of our total harvest, which is delivered to their door by bicycle — no chemicals, and no fossil fuels. We are a woman-run organization committed to creating a localized economy based on “real valuables;” good food, grown with love, with care for our environment, care for people, and a fair distribution of resources at the heart of everything we do.

To register for courses or to find out more about our farm, email to farmhousefarm(at)gmail(dot)com

Think that gardening season is done once summer’s end is near?  Resigning yourself to go back to buying food from California until next June?  Well, think again!  Here in Vancouver we are blessed with a 12-month growing season, and this workshop will help you get started making the most of it!

Even if this is your very first foray into the world of growing your own food, this half-day workshop will give you the knowledge and confidence to jump into fall and winter gardening and into the magic of eating your very own fresh foods even when there’s snow on the ground.  We’ll go over crop selection and soil preparation, care and maintenance, and strategies for meeting the challenges of fall gardening on the coast.  You’ll leave with handouts and reference materials as well as a few little plantlings of your very own to get you started, even if it’s just a few pots on your balcony!

The suggested donation is $35 to $50, which includes the 4-hour workshop (complete with snacks homemade with love by yours truly), all your reference materials and a selection of veggie starts to take home and get growing.

In order to ensure we can all talk to and hear each other, there are only 12 spaces for this workshop so if you’re interested, email your name and contact info to me and I’ll respond to reserve your space.  If you know anyone who might be interested, please help spread the word!

See you in the garden,

rin

When: Saturday, August 30, 1 – 5 p.m.

Where: The Farmhouse

Email: farmhousefarm [at] gmail [dot] com

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