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In our front yard garden we cultivate community alongside our vegetables. Our garden has become a means of connecting with our neighbours as we tend our plants, exchange recipes and share the bounty of the harvest.

(raspberry) fences make good neighbours

the edible fence between our place and the Wong's

It wasn’t that long ago that there was a write up in my favorite little local paper on a young couple who had managed to make themselves pretty unpopular with their neighbours. Apparently *their* edible front yard didn’t enjoy quite the same reception ours has . . . The article noted that when a sympathetic city counsel member visited the garden she discovered a discarded TV in the front yard and found more than a few flaws with their gardening methods. (There is lazy gardening and then there is lazy gardening.) By the sounds of it they earned themselves a fine for their troubles. So ya . . . A good reminder to be a good neighbour if you want your edible front yard to stick around (and not cost you a fortune in fines to city hall).

So when our raspberries took off this spring, Jeff made a point of asking our neighbour, Yan, if he wanted us to mow them down on his side of the fence and apologized for their wayward ways. He just laughed and said – Oh no, it’s fine – Now I don’t need to reach over the fence!

And there you have it. An even more valuable lesson. As much as fences make good neighbours – raspberry fences make even better ones!

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a garden inspiration

Seems like all I’ve been reading lately is depressing, anger-inducing stuff.

I just finished Just Food; more than once my fiance caught me muttering into it’s pages in disgust. Frustration with the short-sighted and narrow-mindedness about food abounds. At times I can’t help but wonder how on earth we will ever turn this mess around.

And then I saw this article on the kitchen table at work. While all of us adults are busy writing and researching and arguing about how to solve the current food crisis and feed the hungry – this little girl is doing it. What a breath of fresh air.

11 year old Katie grew a gigantic cabbage – and with it made 275 meals at a local soup kitchen. That moment made her realize that if she could feed that many people with just one cabbage – she could do a lot more. She has started a number of gardens and with a team of volunteers, many of whom are other kids,  has provided 5000 pounds of fresh veg to local soup kitchens.

The great thing about her story is it shows that solving our food problems needn’t be complicated. It is not surprising that it would be a child to cut through all the b.s. She sees the problem for what it is – she doesn’t need to know about the USDA or Agriculture Canada or taxation schemes or farm subsidies or commodity prices or the risks and benefits of international trade. She saw a cabbage in her garden, a soup kitchen full of hungry folks, and drew a straight line between the two. No muss, no fuss. Just simple, uncomplicated inspiration.

She makes me think about our individual circles of influence versus our circles of concern, a concept that’s talked about in the Seven Habits of Highly Effective People. Most of us have a circle of influence that is far smaller than our circle of concern. We spend a lot of time and energy worrying about things in our circle of concern that don’t fall into our circle of influence. That kind of worry is wasteful. Instead, if all of us, like Katie, just focused on doing what we can, where we are, with what we have – we might find that, like Katie, our circle of influence suddenly expands exponentially. She has gone from one, albeit giant, cabbage in her backyard to the pages of People magazine and is filling a lot of bellies along the way.

“eating is an agricultural act”

eggs and potatoes

a lovely breaky of homegrown herby roast potatoes and fresh local eggs

If you’re into the local food movement or the politics of food in general, you’ve probably heard the famous Wendell Berry quote: “Eating is an agricultural act”.

The simple question “What’s for dinner?” has implications far beyond our dinner plate. The popular success of books like Michael Pollan’s In Defence of Food have brought the issue to the mainstream. When even Oprah’s talking about it, you know it must be Big.

More and more regular people are starting to realize that what they put on their dinner table has the ability to send a powerful message, or a pathetic one. Do we choose real food as Pollan suggests, or are we eating fake food? Have our choices supported a small family farm or a huge international conglomerate? How far has our food travelled? Was it grown sustainably? Did the animal live a short, miserable, unhealthy life? Did our organic mixed greens come all the way from Arizona in a refrigerated truck, creating heaps of pollution on the way?

It’s easy to get confused, and give up. But we can’t. Because Berry is right. Eating IS an agricultural act. Our collective choices in our kitchen impact farm land and the environment just as much as the choices the farmer makes. One thing the slow food movement emphasizes is that as consumers, we need to realize that really – we are co-producers.

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on happiness

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In the country of Bhutan, they no longer judge the success of their country and society by GDP alone.  Now rather than just measuring their country’s production, they are measuring GDH – Gross Domestic HAPPINESS.  Yes that’s right. Happiness.  You see, they believe that GDP is a means to the end, and have had the courage to ask themselves, as a nation, well then – what is the end, exactly?

The Americans believe in the pursuit of happiness, but I’m not sure how close or far that is from actually finding happiness.

Ok. What on earth does this have with front-yard gardening you say?  And you would be right to ask.  I think it has a lot to do with it.

The Bhutanese believe that one of the keys to happiness is the quality of our relationships, a sense of belonging, a sense of community and security.  Here comes the garden. . .

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the unexpected fruits of our labours

Sri Lankan fritters

Sri Lankan fritters

This Monday I came home to an interesting find in my mailbox.

In with the bills and junk mail from Wal-Mart, was a little zip lock bag – full of food! Sri Lankan food!! I couldn’t believe it. I almost cried. My cabbage lady came back, as promised, and left me this gift.  Spicy, delicious, homemade food.

Before I’d met her I thought I’d figured out the true consequences of our choice to eat our lawn; community, a shared joyfulness within our neighbourhood, all of that good stuff . . . but it is dawning on me that I still have no idea of the extent of the connections we’ve made with this one simple, albeit unusual, act.

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