down wind of chemical stench

My lengthy dislike for Scotts MiracleGro products started when I was just getting interested in gardening. Scotts was suing TerraCycle for using green and yellow on their packaging, though I never really believed that was all it was about. Perhaps a small start up company with a great idea for reused packaging and simple organic ingredients was putting a hurting on a major corporation's profits. Whatever it was, Scotts image seemed like the popular football star stuffing a nerdy kid in a locker.




Companies like Scotts promote chemical use in the garden, persistent chemicals that perpetuate reliance for gigantic yields and "weed-free" gardens. They promote the idea that a singular plant (grass) is the only acceptable basis of a beautiful, lush yard. A single variety plant space, such as a weed free lawn, is known as a monocrop, and a monocrop's lack of diversity can create all sorts of issues that need other synthetic products to resolve.

I won't get into the many uses of weeds...well maybe for just a second--some of those weeds might replace your prescription medicine, others could be pulled up and used to make an organic plant food, yet others simply feed the wildlife in your yard. Perhaps if the critters had natural forage they wouldn't go after your tomatoes and you wouldn't need that Scotts brand pesticide after all.



The more I learn about gardening, the more I learn that popular kid in the green and gold uniform had a few unsavory secrets. Enter stage left: Monsanto, wealthy, smooth-talking hip best friend to Scotts. Monsanto's own GMO-tainted politics does nothing to endear me to Scotts. 


To put my feelings into perspective, let's talk about something most people have some level of concern about: the honeybees. We've all heard about the rapid decline of bee populations and what will happen if they keep mysteriously dying. Bees an accessible environmental issue: less bees, less pollination, less productive crops, less food, higher food prices, food shortages...you get the idea. Scotts sells all sorts of weed killer monocrop the hell out of your yard. Make it all grass, get rid of that nasty clover...that nasty clover that bees find so useful as a source of food. Yeah, food, that little thing that keeps us all alive. Of course, Scotts' BFF Monsanto, the company that sues farmers whose crops have accidentally cross-pollinated with Monsanto GMO crops. The GMO crops that may or may not contribute to the decline of bee populations, certainly contributing to the loss of monarch butterfly populations (another handy insect that pollinates plants).

And then the National Wildlife Federation announced its partnership with Scotts. Frankly I took the news personally. I felt like an old friend went and made out with the dude that used to tease me every day about being flat-chested. Betrayal.


How do you feel about the partnership? Care, don't care, wish I'd saved my breath for some pretty furniture and lovely pictures?

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You Grow Girl and Native Plants and Wildlife Gardens discuss the new partnership on their blogs.

No tinkerbell-fairy-princess-diva-glitter-bombs


Are you familiar with tea collection? I don't remember the first time I saw their children's clothes
but I'm pretty sure it was before Mabel was even a thought. I remember being impressed with their selection of kids' clothes because they don't necessarily look like kids' clothes. Don't get me wrong, they're not dull, they're not typical uniforms, they're playful, but with sophisticated choices in materials. No tinkerbell-fairy-princess-diva-glitter-bombs to be seen.


This, in my mind, is a peek into heaven; especially after being inundated with box store clothing choices that seemed to force kids to walk around as Disney billboards. Dare I mention the the lack of selection in pants/shorts without some sort of logo and catchphrase scrawled across the butt.  {Can I get an amen?}


So yeah, tea. They contacted me about doing a review of some of their girl's stuff and I jumped at the chance. Maybe even literally jumped...I was pretty excited.They gave me $100 store credit to buy whatever I wanted to show off. I got 3 shirts, totalling $99.50.


 And you want a review? Here's the thing--we've had the clothes for over a month. I ordered them at the beginning of July and they shipped promptly and arrived quickly. They were instantly added to the rotation* of Mabel's clothing, worn, stained, washed, worn, stained, washed... and the kid moves faster than lightening, so getting her to stop and model for the camera? Not going to happen.

But what did happen? The clothes feel soft and comfy, hold up to markers and the usual toddler beatings, and keep on kicking. Mabel gives her tea collection 5 (out of 5) crayons!

*Here's how that works: item is added to rotation and is worn quickly. Toddler draws on, spills on, and smudges with anything that could stain. Lazy mom doesn't use stain treatment, clothing goes in the wash and is never handled delicately. If said clothing comes out with stain intact, said clothing item ends up in a "fix it" laundry bin full of clothes that need hemming, mending, buttons, and stain removal. That particular bin rarely gets the attention it needs and clothing seems to stay in it until it's simply given to a thrift store or repurposed (hello reusable rags).

validation and one big knit jumper

There is always a struggle inside, to find the balance between art and living.

I sometimes feel guilty not writing more about art here, although this blog was intended to be about settling into married life.

Art is the hardest thing to write about: it's hard to write about what you pour your soul into and how much soul was poured into it. It's hard to share and wait for critique, or find enough balance to not need the positive feedback. It's hard to keep making things without needing the public validation.

It's hard to know the difference in sharing and bragging.

So sometimes there's no visible proof of art, and I feel like (with having this blog) I'm not a true artist if there is no sign of art making. But I'm making stuff--I'm making memories. I'm making plans. Right now other interests are holding hostage of the output of my hands.

Right now I'm cooking as a direct connection with my community and the earth. Finding the salt of the earth in the most literal of ways. Figuring out how my thread connects to others and the metaphorical technique of a well-knit community. And just how far and how much stretch there is in that community.

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Cell phones are apparently a hot topic! As are lunch boxes! It will be a strange experience to disconnect in that way, but I think it will be a good one. Reclaim those few seconds I spend looking for it daily. As for the lunch box, still no word from my mom.

This blog is beautiful, the words are poetic and moving. (via Aesthetic Outburst)

hello, it's me down here under this rock

It's probably not surprising to you (if the thought has ever crossed your mind, and no, I don't expect it has) that I haven't had beets since I was a little girl with an enviable bowl haircut.
Until last night, when I discovered: Beets are good! And so is quinoa! And together, they're incredible! I sprinkled them with olive oil and salt then roasted the beets on 250 for 4 hours. They were peeled and cubed them, sprinkled with salt and a little lemon juice and ready for the munch down. The quinoa was cooked with veggie broth, also sprinkled with a bit of lemon juice and a healthy dose of feta cheese. It would've been good without the cheese, but it actually made the dish much "meatier" tasting, which is good for getting the Mr. to eat it.
Then there were the sauteed onions, garlic and veggie sausage. Salty and flavorful, a nice offset to the tartness and earthiness of the beets and quinoa. It was a hit! The carnivore cleaned his plate! Success!

With all this cooking, though, where is the time for art?? My hands are constantly crusted with dirt (and now my nails are stained from the beets), and I'd like to add a layer of ink and paint to them, too. With all this eating, where is the time for living?!?

New distractions: picnik (yes, still. it's new to me and novel. and soooo much better than paint, which was my only option here at work for a while.)

Cooking, cooking, cooking.

Waiting for our corn to sprout. Although, thanks to the Omnivore's Dilemma, I feel pretty guilty about planting it in the first place. Oh well.

Things that I want: To do when I grow up: Be a full time draw-er. Speak another language fluently. Live elsewhere. (Hello Charlotte, you're bad art bloomers are showing again. I'm really embarrassed for you. Please, in the future, at least try to disguise your cultural ineptness so the rest of us don't feel the need to crawl under rocks and hide.)

Somethings of reasonable fortitude: Shunning the morning bagel. This morning it was replaced with beets and quinoa (leftovers).

The Jolly Green Giants

I subscribe to the Lowe's Creative Ideas newsletter (don't ask me why, 99% of the time they get automatically deleted) and was surprised to find the face of Green Machine Danny Seo smiling back from my inbox with this installment.
He touts several books under his green brand Simply Green, has created and hosted shows on HGTV, is the Environmental Lifestyle Contributor on The CBS Early Show, is Editor-at-Large of Country Home magazine, has contributed to Elle magazine, and has a new line of green home goods coming out through J C Penny.

Then there is the good-for-the-body green guy: Dr. Andrew Weil. Every time his name is mentioned, the image of a healthy, vibrant Santa Claus figure springs to mind. Aside from his ever growing list of health based books and brand of nutritional supplements, he's paired up with Nature's Path for food products, Waterford Wedgwood for a line of cookware, and Estee Lauder's Origins for his line of skin care products called Plantidote. I'm a big fan of Spontaneous Healing, it explains the easy-to-get-behind concept of integrative wellness in a fluid and comprehensive way, but navigating the site I feel like I'm dodging advertising bullets and this "Weil (TM) Your Trusted Health Advisor (TM)" is almost funny to me. (Trademark?? Really??)

What I can't decide is, why their prolific eco-status sticks out like a bruised green thumb. Is it because I feel a sense of pride and ownership in environmentalism so they're smudging the image of green by growing on such a massive scale? This would be an inherently self-defeating thought process, because it means I can't grasp the idea of ecological incorporation on the scale the world really needs.

Similarly, is it that I don't trust the big brands (although a cursory look into Nature's Path seems like it's a pretty good company) so these faces are now guilty by association?

Is it because I felt a connection with both of them as public figures at some point in the past, but now feel like they're "sellouts"? Something comparable to Modest Mouse losing their raw sound to become danceable corporate indie pop, which still I'll listen to, though all the while quietly mourning the lost edge. How effective is watered down integrity?

Which also makes me wonder if it just makes me even more aware of my own hypocrisy?

Perhaps I'm trying to preempt the disappointment of the fall of the environmental empire, once the trendiness wears off and oil prices go back down. It's hard not to notice the status of green to those with lots of it. Think of the rise of organic produce, it's small-scale farming image on a mass-produced, energy depleting level.

Despite any obvious signs of corporations scrubbing their images clean, the real question is: how progressive can it really be, when eco-guised consumption is still the bottom line padding the bottom line?

What do you think?

(image credits: Lowes Home Improvements; Dr Andrew Weil; Danny Seo)