Western Canadian Literature: “The prairie is cold and empty, like my marriage.”
Eastern Canadian Literature: “The sea is cold and empty, like my marriage.”
CHECK IT OUT, FOLKS! OUR ZINES AND BOOKS ARE IN THIS GIVEAWAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tumblr Community Garden Give-away #2!
Once again, I’m creating a community garden one Tumblr user at a time!
12+/- different types of seeds for growing herbs and veggies:
Cucumber (2 kinds)
Rio Zape Beans(like a pinto bean, aka Hopi Bean)
Midnight Black Bean
Yellow Indian Woman Bean
and more - many are heirloom seed that can be regrown from the new fruit
15 bio-degradable Jiffy Pots
5 up-cycled planter pots
2 Ice cream pails for bigger plants
Homemade, hand-bound book for garden journal
3 Mother Earth News’ Magazines with great articles on self-sufficiency
Coconut coir from our coconuts to place in bottom of pots for better drainage
Craft sticks to label your seedlings
AND…a $10 gift card to the hardware/garden center of your choice to buy gobs of dirt (last giveaway I shipped dirt. Never again).
-Following tropicalhomestead appreciated but not necessary
-reblog this post at least once AND include a note why you want to win. Very Important, you won’t be considered without a reason.
-no giveaway blogs
-likes don’t count -reblog so everyone can have a chance to start growing their own food
-I also hope the winner will keep us updated on mini-garden progress!
Give-away open to November 1, 2014. I’ll pick a winner by November 10.
Good luck - and don’t worry if you’re not a winner this time - I live for this stuff and I will do it again.
because this might actually be the push I need to finally start growing the majority of my food.
Whether we work in coal mines or coffee shops, on factory assembly lines or at grocery store conveyer belts, whether we are undocumented, single mothers, or queer, as working class people we are all similarly deprived of the wealth we create. To assign a revolutionary role to the working class does not mean to value miners, construction workers, or factory workers (all very masculine roles) over social groups such as the undocumented or the unemployed (themselves segments of the working class). The working class does not simply exist in relation to the Factory; we exist in relation to our landlords in apartment complexes, in relation to our neighborhoods and our neighbors, and so forth. In short, the working class is immersed in a world far more expansive than their place of work. Working class revolution should never be confused for workplace revolution.
This breaks my heart. And it breaks my heart even more that this keeps happening.
but how do you convince little kids to wear clever costumes they won’t appreciate?
"mommy can i be batman?"
"no you and your brother are going as van gogh and the starry night painting, it’ll be so hilarious and witty"
"i want to be batman though"
"shhhhh mommy needs more followers on pinterest"