Natural selection came in the night and trimmed our forests. The power went with the trees that fell and the limbs that broke from the burdens of wet snow. Not even the snowplows were ready for this one. Next springs lilacs are going to look like a Charlie Brown Christmas Tree.
I am involved in a pilot seed growing program for creating a kenaf seed bank here in Michigan. I just planted my allotment of seed furnished to me by Kenaf Partners USA (kenafpartnersusa.com).
The essential to kenaf as a rotational cash crop for Michigan farmers is a viable seed in quantities to meet future demand. I am hopeful for viable results emanating from this pilot program which is being conducted all over the USA.
My new kenaf book, “Seeding the World” https://amzn.to/2UPR4gX
is an introduction to kenaf as a rotational cash crop for American farmers and was written in conjunction with this pilot seed program.
This will be an important phase in the creation of possibilities for kenaf in Michigan and across the USA. I will try to update as the season progresses.
Robert Lawrason of Kenaf Partners USA (Onaway, Michigan) has partnered with QuickTurtle Books® and QuickTurtle New World Advertising (Fairview, Michigan) to create a Kenaf children’s book to help promote the environmentally friendly and economically sound Kenaf plant. Continue reading
painting by Richard Rensberry Continue reading
It is on occasion, after a day of drenching rain, they come out to play. Rain is music to their earthly souls, a primitive reminder of the percussion of sex, the need to partner-up and get down to some serious love making in the wet grass and dirt as lightning bugs and stars ramp up to flicker.
In the Amish Country, night crawlers are not neighborhood hoodlums. They don’t hang around on street-corners at two o’clock in the morning smoking pot. They aren’t out dealing Meth or accosting senior citizens for some meager amount of cash to buy a hit of crack cocaine. Continue reading
These are the apple days of September when we find Johnny Appleseed has left his footprints all along the roads of Northern Michigan. The apple crop is ripe, with the early birds like the Transparent and the Dutch already deer fodder. Before those breeds fell to the ground in late August, I found, picked and made crisp from their distant relatives. Picked just before ripe, they are deliciously tart and make scrumptious crisps and pies, not bad in my oatmeal, either. Continue reading
This year the Michigan Lighthouse Festival was held in Paradise, Michigan, and living not to distant from Hale, Michigan, this trip was dubbed the Hale to Paradise trip. Paradise is about fifteen miles short of the shores of Lake Superior, where we were scheduled to have a vendor space at the Community Center for the Festival.
Like a Big Ship I have been from one side of the country to the other this summer. I have spent little time looking at a computer screen, instead I have been restarting old ventures and getting our books into brick and mortars. It is hard work and requires a lot of travel. Continue reading
If I were a Big Foot,
I’d be daddy of three–
ten little big feet
all happy and free.
If I were a Big Foot
I’d be called Sasquatch
schooled to make magic
for those come to watch.
I’d peek from the bushes
with my grin set agape– Continue reading