Bear Snores On

Bear Snores On (2002)

written by Karma Wilson
illustrated by Jane Chapman

This is one I’ve had memorized for years, because we read it so often to our first-born.  Sometimes books with rhyming texts just don’t quite work for me, and sometimes they completely click.  This one flows so well.  More and more animals gather in a big bear’s warm den while he sleeps through a blustery night.  They make snacks and chat, but the bear continues to snore on.  Of course, his slumber is eventually disturbed, and he is not a happy camper.  But all ends well with cozy treats and tales.

This is definitely one of my favorite picture books.  Great for a bedtime read or a winter read to a little one, but I think any age will enjoy the sweet story, natural rhythm, and darling pictures.

 

Composting Confessions

I’m kind of embarrassed to write this, because I really make a lot of efforts to remain eco-conscious in my life.  I know there are tons of ways to be “eco-friendly,” and, like anything, it is an ongoing journey.  It is definitely one that shouldn’t be part of the comparison game (even if that’s only happening in our own heads).  But, I’m just going to say it…I’ve never composted.

Well, not really.  I’ve tried.  I really have.  At least two different times I had a set-up that never quite worked out.  For some reason, in the past, I’ve always found the whole thing very mysterious and intimidating.  Silly, I know.  Another reason (not excuse, mind you, but a reason) is that in my 23 years since moving out of my childhood family’s home, I have moved 20 times.  That is an insane average!

But, it’s been nagging at me for years.  Reducing food waste is a huge way to help our sweet, precious, beautiful Earth.  And while I have worked on reducing food waste on the front side of things by cooking at home, buying only what we’ll use, freezing items to preserve them for future use, etc., I haven’t done much (until now) for the afterlife of unused food items.  I think there’s a mistaken belief that because it’s food it will just decompose in the trash.  But when food scraps are thrown into a plastic trash bag and grouped in a landfill, they aren’t given the conditions necessary for this very miraculous way of natural recycling back into the earth.  They take up a huge amount of landfill space and release methane, a very potent greenhouse gas, when they do break down.

So, I finally did it.  There is SO much information on composting, which is both helpful and, well, not.  It was hard to know what to choose.  And, as an over-thinker, I was weighing the plastic use of any composting container with its eventual long-term benefits.  I know there are natural compost piles and reused wood pallet containers, but since we have no backyard at the moment, and we’re living in a rental, these seemed unlikely for our situation.

Here is the idea (and a similar one) we ended up using.  I love that it uses rotating bins, since that has always been one of my biggest questions/concerns, especially with such often moves–How does the compost get a chance to break down if I’m constantly adding more scraps?  In this method, once the top bin is 3/4 full, it’s rotated to the middle where it can sit and do its magic.  And the middle bin comes up to the top for new scraps.  Eventually, the (now) middle bin gets dumped into the bottom for further composting magic, and then it goes (empty) back to the top position.  Etc.  It sounds ideal.

We’re about one week in, and I’m not kidding, I feel like a weight has been lifted.  I’ve carried this goal around for so long that it feels wonderful to be actually doing it.  I know the novelty will eventually wear off, but right now, adding to our kitchen composter (currently a large plastic container that was headed for recycling) and then dumping it in our compost bin is a serious point of pride and excitement around here.  [Update:  Now using this kitchen composter from the wonderful ZeroWasteCartel!]

I hope to post with some positive updates as this unfolds.  And hopefully, hopefully, I can help encourage some other reluctant composters out there.

 

(We just used a plastic lid we had saved (from a bin that didn’t make it) and then used a bungee cord to secure it on top.  We have it sitting in a small (somewhat) sheltered part under our porch where it has already survived some very windy days.)

Paper Fortune Cookies

I LOVE, love getting fortunes from fortune cookies!  And even though I’ve grown to dislike the restaurant ones, and I’m not always in the mood to make the homemade ones, I still crave the random messages of wisdom or hope or complete randomness to reflect on.

Enter….Paper and Fabric Fortune Cookies! I love this idea, especially because it’s a GREAT opportunity to reuse old magazines, catalogs, wrapping paper, damaged books, etc. as well as fabric scraps.  Wouldn’t it be fun to have a jar of these around either at a celebration or perhaps year-round for your family or guests to reach in for some fortune cookie wisdom every now and then?

The first time I made these, I sort of made it up as I went, and it was a bit of a struggle.  In the video above, I’ve shown a few different tips and ideas, which I hope can help.

I think a bag or box or container of these would be such a fun, simple (possibly upcycled?) gift.  If your gift recipient is going through a tough time, you could hand select quotes or messages to offer them hope or a chuckle.  If it’s a special anniversary party, you could collect messages about love or marriage.  If you’ve collected cute, little sayings your kid has said over the years, you could put those on the messages at a birthday party.  You could stick a fortune in with your child’s lunch or tuck one into a birthday card.  The creative possibilities are endless.

If you’re not up for a crafty project, but still like the idea of fortunes, why not just put out a jar of fortunes with no cookies?   Here are some fortune cookie quotations (and here and here) I put together for my shop, if you’re interested!

Start Where You Are

Like any journey in life, the environmental/eco-conscious one is definitely one that must be approached with a Start-Where-You-Are mentality.  It’s easy to get overwhelmed in the eco-conscious world.  At least, for me it is.  I try to stop and remember all the cliche sayings —  One step at a time.  Little by little one travels far.  Small actions over time can make a big difference…  Start where you are.

The thing is, we’ve all come from very different backgrounds and households.  Some of us may have been introduced to clean and conscious living at a young age and some of us are just stepping on board.  But in this information age we live in, the amount environmental causes out there is staggering.  Once you start to become conscious of where your products come from and what their afterlife is, and it’s difficult to go back.  Suddenly you’re thinking about your food’s packaging and where your shoes will go once they’re worn out and how many steps it takes to get your magazines to you and the enormous amount of toothpaste tubes we, as humans, use.  This is not to say being eco-conscious means a life of giving these things up, just making smarter and more conscious choices.

But change can be tough.  Even when we want to change, our human nature gets defensive and resistant to the idea.  And since there’s SO much out there that needs to be changed, it sometimes seems easier to just keep the status quo and forget the whole thing.

But our actions DO matter.  And the little things will add up.  It might be tricky to know where to start, and it’s hard to take other people’s advice on this since nobody lives the same way or is starting from the same place.  But, I think if you can pause and close your eyes and think of something that’s been irking you, even the slightest bit.  Maybe you’ve started thinking about all those plastic water bottles you go through every month or the amount of packaging involved in getting fast food take-out.  Maybe you’re bugged by little, cheap, broken toys you end up throwing away or the amount of gas you end up using in your commute.  Whatever it might be, from extravagant vacations to small, plastic floss containers, we all have at least a little idea of an area we might be able to shift our actions for the better.

The comparison game is an easy one to get lost in and not one that belongs if we’re going to join together for this cause.  I would say that in my usual circles, I’m probably the most eco-conscious one.  But last year, when I started going to a local group’s meetings about reducing waste in the community, I suddenly found myself playing the comparison game.  And not in a I’m-doing-so-much-more kind of way, but in a I’m-not-doing-nearly-enough-as-these-people way.  Not that anyone in this very kind and inclusive group was putting out this vibe, it was just my own mind playing tricks with me.  While I could have been celebrating being around a group who was standing up for the change I want to see and learning from their wisdom, I was using it to put unneeded, extra pressure on myself instead.

Like anything in life, I think it’s important to pause and celebrate our own progress.  It might not be the same as our friends’ or even where our self-critical mind thinks we “should” be, but it’s key to look back and recognize our accomplishments.  To be proud of the efforts we’ve taken and the hurdles we’ve overcome.

…Which is not to say that our journey stops there.  If we are really going to help our planet, we all need to come together and continue making eco-conscious choices in our lives.  But, it’s ok to not know everything all at once.  To not dive in and be picture-perfect, zero-waste role models right from Day One.  Our actions can and will make a difference, even the small ones, from wherever we’re starting.

Amira

Amira Willighagen in Venice

I’m a complete sucker for music that moves people and brings people together.  For decades I’ve cried tears of pure joy when people get up and sing the National Anthem.  When I was a young child obsessed with The Beatles, I knew I was experiencing magic when watching videos of them perform.  And now, looking back, I don’t even know if it was their music so much as the way it affected people.  But, I guess that’s really one and the same though, isn’t it?

I stumbled across Amira Willighagen in the most random of ways on the YouTube.  And while she’s been well-known throughout the world for many years now, I just fell in love with her.  In the past, especially as a former music major, I feel like I’ve been surrounded by people who are cynical of young musical prodigies.  Arguments abound as to why these young children shouldn’t be doing this.  Sometimes it’s concern for their vocal cords or for their emotional well-being.  Maybe it’s the argument that they shouldn’t be singing about the big things of life before they’ve experienced them.  And while perhaps some of these arguments might hold some validity, I think these mostly stem from places of jealousy.  And my older self sees that these young musicians are actually (often) much closer to a more spiritual and pure place than most adults.  They can connect to the Other World that is music in a much more natural way.  So, I say Huzzah to that.

But, wow.  This video.  Are you kidding me?!  A gorgeous, picture-perfect evening in Venice.  Audience members dressed in their best and members of the orchestra and choir dressed in actual ball gowns!  Oh, my heart.  And then this beautiful, calm angel walking onto the stage, in a dress that I would freely wear every single day if I could, sings the lovely O Mio Babbino Caro.  Oh, how I love this song.  I don’t really care what the translation is or if a 10-year old “should” or “shouldn’t” sing it.

But one of my favorite parts, always, is watching people’s reactions.  I can’t help but swell with a love for humankind when people connect over a shared experience like this.  Wiping away tears or gasping with amazement.  Closing their eyes in pure peace and joy.  (By the way, I realize a camera would never ever show a close-up of me at something like this, as I would be a mess of sobbing tears mixed with slightly psychotic laughter at the sheer beauty of it all.)  Anyway, give a pause and watch this.  Seriously magical.

(And I don’t often scroll through comments, but I did a little bit and fell in love with this one–“Does God know he’s missing an angel?”)