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August 04, 2009

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Karen in Oregon

When I was a child, my family traveled in a battered station wagon on my father's summer collecting trips. He's an insect taxonomist - beetles, actually - only decades later did I realize my Dad had an unusual job. (The insect nets should have been a clue.) I figured every family took those hot dusty drives into the American West's unpopulated deserts and forests. Didn't every kid learn the Latin names of plants, why they grew in gritty lava soil, how native people cultivated them? Don't turn over that rock because there may be scorpions.

Nancy, your story reminded me of that precious layer-upon-layer knowledge about our place in this world with soil and plants. Thanks for the bite of ripe tomato.

Elena beyers

Wow Nancy. Your post is so timely. I am reading "In Defense of Food" by Michael Pollan. I so agree with what you said aboutt respecting food and the effort it took to get it to table . I was so much more in tune with this when I was single and vegetarian. My 17 yr old son is imploring me not to become a ""food Nazi."I suppose if he and his dad want to continue eating bad food they are entitled to do so. I will go back to incorporating more care and quality into what I eat. I am seriously thinking of turning my front lawn into a vegetable garden.

caroline(carochan)

Nancy Tadaaki and famille, after our wonderful 13 years in Japan a lot bathed in the Hachisu's environment we are now living in the south of England 1hour south of Stonehenge and 40 minutes from the Jurassic coastline. We are on a big estate with an orchard,pear trees plum trees and walnut trees.
The weather is warm so much so that lavender and ''hima wari'' equally grow here.
Anyway back to vegetables and good products good eating slow food.
We started our vegetable patch last november and we already have potatoes, chicori, beetroot, green beans, onions(drying in the garage),tomatoes,and courgettes. The kids who loved rice and potatoes ''di kirai'' now like potato vedges,our home favorite.
Tadaaki we now have 4 chickens one looks like big bird, one has ''apres ski''looking feathers around the ankles and 2 banthoms, hoping for eggs soooooooooooon!
We will start cider making, apple juice, plum wine, plum jam, rhubarb etc.....

hope you guys are all fine and we will speak to you soon .. :D . x bye bye lots of love from the PATHY - BARKER family .. :)

Rodney Fong

I can't imagine what rural life is like, but you have given me a glimpse of it. I can imagine the transitions that you have made in your life and how you have embraced them. The produce that we get from the store, as you indicate, must pale in comparison to what you have. Raising and tending to the vegetables yourself must also give you great satisfaction in what you have grown. Makes me want to go down to the farmer's market instead of the store for a change. Here we have our Hamakua tomatoes, Kahuku corn and Kunia watermelon to give us a taste of what good fresh vegetables should be. I can only start to imagine what you experience daily. Your writings are helping to take me there. Thanks for sharing.

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