
Category: house
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go superfood! More beds are being dug for our lightly ambitious garden. As of today actual seeds that have been placed in the soil of the garden itself are: sugar pod peas (yummm!), about 5 different lettuces, carrots (scarlet nantes, danvers), chard (5 color silverbeet, ruby red), purple radishes, yarrow, moonflowers, persian cress, yellow mangel beets AND chia. yes, chia of chia pet fame. But talk about an underutilization of a plant. The seeds of this good old indigenous plant are what could be considered a superfood. Here are a couple of links so that if you want to know more you can:
Chia Seed – The Ancient Food of the Future
p.s. Someone mentioned that Seeds of Change is now owned by the Mars candy company, which is too bad, but at least we got our seed packets via the time-honored art of dumpster diving.
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H2O, the wettest element
La Casa’s full of people who care about things like, you know, the planet, resources, not wasting those resources, etc. So it’s been a frustrating several months during which we watched our water bill steadily climb (usage, not just cost) heard water running in the pipes and watched the water meter dial clicking along despite the fact that no one was using any water. We walked through with plumbers who looked at this and that and then just shrugged their shoulders. But the sound got worse, the usage kept climbing and the basement flooded more than seemed necessary for the Spring thaw. Finally, a plumber met here with a rep from the water company who pinpointed a pipe (that I had myself pinpointed 2 months ago, showing it to the plumber[arg!]) from which the sound seemed to emanate. This pipe shot off through the foundation to god knows where. Somewhere out into the ground around the house where it seeped back in only to be pumped back out by our sadly busy sump pumps. A terrible cycle.
But, at least it was finally figured out and the plumber cut the pipe at the faulty cut-off valve and capped it. The sound of running water has become a wonderful, but almost eerie silence. Now the water meter doesn’t click along that fast EVEN WHEN water is actually being used, and not at all when it’s not. Yay! One really great thing we learned via conversations with the Water Company is that, even with untold gallons pouring uselessly out of our house, we use an unusually small amount of water. It makes me happy that our efforts to be conscientious are that discernible. Still, to make it up to Mother Earth for all the wasted water we just installed low-flow shower heads, purchased via internet at: http://www.urbangreengoods.com/
Perhaps you would like to get one.
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garden progress, weekend recap
There were several changes made to the garden landscape this weekend.

Ronna sowed a bed of peas and lettuce
Rob, Rob, and members of the Catholic Worker House turned the old compost pile.

Mac, Kannan, and JohnE pulled up some sod to make a vegetable bed for the members of their house.

We began digging a hole at the end of the canal system that runs through the garden. We spent a lot of energy and the pond that forms will probably get really gross. We did use the topsoil to raise a few vegetable beds in order to alleviate the Sping flood that we’re expecting.

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bicycle rack – new location, what does everyone think?
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House Meeting, march 16, 2009
I wouldn’t normally blog about a house meeting, but our meeting today was really enjoyable and I wanted to explain how we organize ourselves and stay informed. We set aside an hour each week to discuss things of importance related to the house. An agenda is made up on the spot as we begin by proposing what things need to be addressed. We depend on whiteboard and dry erase technology to keep track of the meeting, and notes are taken with someone’s computer. All notes get posted to our internal house wiki that contains a variety of things no one will ever see but us.

Today’s meeting was beautiful. Food was prepared and we ate outside on the pic-nic table. Fresh eggs served from cast-iron, mmm, mmm, mmm. We were short one housemate, Jacob, who was at a cybernetics conference in Washington. We had a lot to talk about but the meeting went quickly and we were soon done and working in the garden. With the warm weather and time-change I can sense that we no longer need to worry about seasonal depression. I have a bit of a sunburn to prove it, too.







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