Incredible Stunning Morning

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blocked sky May 15, 2015

When I went to water the plants this morning my mouth dropped at the huge amounts of chemtrails already in progress. It was in a little bit of a double shock because I suddenly came to the realization without any doubts, that we are indeed being slow killed for population control. It would have been a beautiful day, without the chemtrail interference. Mid May already and today it’s cold outside. The trees and plant life, and any life for that matter are not getting enough sun, or warmth, and are being bombarded with metal poisoning. And who is doing this? I would be prone to say the government/military, but the truth is we have no government, tho plenty of military- being its own corporation. We only have a bunch of corrupt corporations pretending to be government, who have been allowed, through our own apathy to run a muck and destroy this planet. Seems these corporations have bought their way into controlling every aspect of our lives through force and intimidation. Corporations, cold fictions that men have created, an ego driven, title based type mania with no respect for life. Just because it’s done slowly doesn’t make it any less murder. In full view, the Agenda 21, the corporations jointly cooperating, and implementing the policies world wide. The people unable to grasp what type of web we have been cast into, unable to comprehend the evil intentions against us. How can we do anything when we are busy working and giving our hard earned money to these corporations, and barely just surviving ourselves? With absolute malicious fore thought and intent the people are kept drained of their own resources to survive.

blocked sky May 15, 2015

blocked sky May 15, 2015

It is not the corporations, but the will of men that go out and get in their planes and spray the population. It is the will of men to participate to commit these criminal acts purchasing these chemicals, filling the containers daily.

Nobody wants to look at it, our own murder; we want to look at the cute cuddly distractions to make ourselves feel better. Yes it’s important to feel good and embrace positivity. We need that in order to compare and contrast the deep depression we are in, so we can again know how to live life, to remind ourselves how good it can be, but we need to be careful to find a balance with the reality of what truly is going on.  While we are watching the cute and cuddly looking for joy, learning once again how to be whole, we are avoiding holding these men who willingly participate in this destruction, accountable for their actions.



Fertility Natures Way

Buttercrunch lettuce flowers.

Buttercrunch lettuce flowers.

Watching nature and the fascinating self-made propagation, or the way plants give back to the earth.  When placing the lettuce outside it immediately bolted, grew to about 3 feet, and began going to seed.  Surprised by the flourish of flowers which only stayed open for a brief time, then closed up and when they opened again had a puffy fine lined feathery bouquet with seeds attached underneath.  I like the way Wikipedia describes it like a “parachute”, and,  “The pappus remains at the top of each fruit as a  dispersal structure”.


Buttercrunch lettuce seeds under a fine lined feathery bouquet glittering in the sun.

Built within it’s structure the seeds get picked up by the wind and can self propagate without any help. It is wonderful to see this type of bounty.

With fall and cool weather my mind is focused on preparing the soil and I saw a wonderful film about soil fertility which shows a method with wood chips that keeps the soil fertility process in balance in the link below called “Back to Eden”

Back to Eden film.

Back to Eden film.

The film is also on

“It’s All Jasmine!”

Jasmine blossoms.

Jasmine blossoms.

It is impossible to look upon the Jasmine flowers and remain angry. These small and gentle breaths of light have no room for negative thoughts. And no matter how fierce and heavy the weight of rage, stress or worry, after a few moments in the gaze of such delicate, gentle and soft whispers of light and being, these thoughts dissipate like a whisper that you’re not sure ever was.

Jasmine early morning blossoms.

Jasmine early morning blossoms.

I used to have a friend who always replied in the face of adversity with “It’s all good!”, and I took it to mean even the bad is good. Well today, I rephrase that saying into “It’s all jasmine!”.  No wonder it is a national symbol in the Philippines and Indonesia, and is placed around temples of worship, and also used in religious ceremonies, festivals and rituals. I find it hard to believe the small plants I have can grow up to 9ft. Trying to work with the most natural light as possible when taking photos. with these flowers opening up in the evening  it has been quite a challenge. Getting these shots in the morning was just lucky. Usually I find the flowers fallen and spent come the morning, and I place them in a glass jar with my green tea for a couple of hours, to make a fuller and deeper taste. As they start to wilt I place them to further dry in my other potted plants as a mulch.

Calendula going to seed.

Calendula going to seed.

This calendula flower left to dry on the plant for seeds. resembles a bad hair day, but I like that wild and crazy look. I don’t seem to have enough flowers for the variety of flying insects now showing up to feed on the flowers. Next year I will have to plant a better portion.

Calendula buddies.

Calendula buddies.

Calendula buddies!

Calendula petals

Calendula petals


Eggplant getting fat.

Eggplants coming along nicely. had the first one for lunch today. Oh my gosh! Is that August coming up?

Calendula and Pollinator

Calendula and pollinator

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Watching this pollinator visit the Calendula’s brought a wonderful sense of connection and joy.  Initially I thought this was a bee, but it may be a wasp.  Haven’t seen too many bees,  when they are around I don’t have to worry about pollinating by hand. Here is a link to a visual:  Bug Guide.

It’s the first time I’ve experienced Calendula’s and I find them to be quite active.  They open in the day and close in the evening. I trimmed the green leaves on one  that had bloomed and it responded moments later by quickly closing up. Though the bulk of the seeds had not sprouted due to the poor weather, the few that did still gave a variety of different colors.

Calendula deep yellow and brown center.

Calendula deep yellow and brown center.

Calendula, cream petals and  orange yellow center.

Calendula, cream petals and orange yellow center.

Calendula with marigold.

Calendula with marigold.

The flowers don’t seem to give off any scent, but they are attracting some beneficial insects. When getting up close to them they are like a bunch of mini sun’s lifting the spirit.  Some of it’s medicinal uses are anti-inflammatory, anti-fungal, anti-bacterial, it stimulates the lymphatic system, and stimulates bile.  Topically it’s used for wounds scraps and burns, and even chicken pox, and can be used as a douche for yeast infections. So far I have only placed a few petals in some salad, and find they don’t seem to have any particular taste, but I haven’t made any tea’s with it yet.

It still makes me wonder how on earth I became so alienated from these gifts right under our noses. Somehow they were replaced with pavement and shopping malls, and a ton of new ailments that I now must heal.  So glad to find the path back to the garden.

Hearing the Sky

It’s been an interesting day, after filming these chem-trails here in Montreal, when I played it back, I could hear this weird whooring sound, I imagine this is from HAARP.  Had to share it. If it’s wind it’s the weirdest wind I’ve ever heard or recorded, it’s far too rounded, deep and symmetrical, unlike the surface scratchy type sound when wind hits the mic.  Have been reading about actual experiment results and reports from this technology, and the use of microwave pulse frequencies all morning. Did you know at certain frequencies they can make animals go to sleep and manipulate behaviors. Well, I have completely lost all my skepticism regarding the validity of chem-trail existence, it’s been just too blatant and an everyday occurrence. If the following youtube doesn’t play here is the direct link:  Hearing the Sky, June 26th 2013 Montreal, Canada



As these photos show, chem-trails do not evaporate like contrails do, chem-trails leave a long line that stays, and then spreads out covering the sky in gray particles.

Chemtrails-02aIn this photo you can see the criss cross and the geometric patterning. Clouds don’t criss cross in this manner.

I am convinced that these chemicals are to no benefit to humans, or any living being, and are indeed aiding in causing the cancer epidemic. I have already lost 2 members of my family to this disease, both of whom did not make it through the chemo rounds. I am learning all the different natural methods people are using, many with great success. A couple of them like alkalizing the body I am trying myself.

Continued Disturbing Weather Everywhere

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Am I alarmed? Am I distressed? Or am I just depressed? Friday April 19, 2013 and more white skies, with more  wind this year than usual.  I decided to see how other people are experiencing the extreme weather so far this year, and have compiled  video logs of surrounding area. Some further away, but which come close to expressing my own sentiment. It is more evident to me that this is not God’s work, but man made and the doings of Haarp and Geo-engineering. So how do we turn it off? I am still mourning the death of specific species of fish who’s mass corpses have shown up sporadically on Canadian shores. For  me, when only specific species die, it is because they were targeted. Was their death intentional or just a consequence of all the free for all or  “unreined” mass experimenting under the guise of profit making, going on? But where is the profit? I am only seeing destruction.

Link :  HAARP web site

Link:  Haarp CBC Broadcast

From the online dictionary-

unreined – Moby Thesaurus II by Grady Ward, 1.0 (?)
51 Moby Thesaurus words for "unreined":
   abandoned, disobedient, go-go, headstrong, heady, immoderate,
   incontinent, indulgent, insubordinate, intemperate, irrepressible,
   irresponsible, lawless, lax, licentious, loose, mutinous,
   nonrestrictive, out of control, out of hand, permissive, rampant,
   reinless, riotous, self-willed, unaccountable, unbridled,
   unchecked, uncoerced, uncompelled, unconstrained, uncontrolled,
   uncurbed, undisciplined, unforced, ungoverned, uninhibited,
   unmastered, unmeasured, unmuzzled, unrepressed, unreserved,
   unrestrained, unrestrictive, unruly, unsubdued, unsuppressed,
   wanton, wild, wildcat, willful

Documentary on GM Trees

I am still learning what Genetically Modified means, and am horrified to learn that it has been here in Canada for many years, and we are consuming it without consent or knowledge, due to no labeling. Many people believe it isn’t going on in Canada, and that Canadian’s blocked GM foods, but it still continues. Currently there are protests going on this week in Ontario to keep GM alfalfa out of the open fields, as alfalfa feeds many live stock which in turn will be contaminated. I don’t believe throwing money at these causes is going to help, as money tends to get misdirected, what the government needs to see is that the public is noticing, and it can’t be slipped under the rug.  Writing to the government and other steps that can be taken are outlined in the link below, a site which also seem to be abreast of all the current modifications to our food supply. It makes my stomach turn to hear what they want to do to apples. It seems they want to make all the world sterile, and be the only ones to have control over pro-creation itself. The notion is psychotic. It is strait out of a Frankenstein movie only it is real! It isn’t enough we didn’t learn from the inability to control nuclear power, and have those mistakes to contend with for years on end, but now we are on the brink of completely eliminating our food supply through genetic mutations that can not be controlled.


Women Farmers

When my seed catalogs started coming in, I was kidded, and called a farmer. Although I never considered myself as one, when I though about the title, I was rather complimented. Here are a couple of vids I thought I would share on the subject.

I wanted to add that personally, I never really thought of farmers as male orientated, but rather family orientated, and a group affair-everyone pitches in. Though men were the ones usually running the big tractors, wives that didn’t mind, and older children, hopped on when all hands required.

Farmer’s Market – Natural Soaps

natural soaps

Natural soaps at the farmer’s market

Once you have tasted farmer’s market food, it is hard to go back to supermarkets.  You only realize how much you have been alienated from natural foods, when you have a comparison.  The experience of hand grown, and hand made, can really wake up the senses and make you feel like a vibrant human being responding to the natural beauty in creation, rather than a mono-toned droid of mass production. What a treat it was to get my hands on some natural soaps.  I and the vendor both delighted in the exquisiteness of natural fragrances, as she personally showed the wares. It felt  quite like having snuck into the cook’s kitchen. I got the lavender of course, the white speckled one wrapped in yellow ribbon in the middle. I think there maybe some oatmeal, or coconut in it also.  Delicate balances arrived at by the cooks hand, not by machine. The smell is so sensuous it’s incredible!  Makes you want to rub it all over and bask in it. Leaves you floating! And no worries about harmful effects.  How simple is that. Beautiful bouquet of lavenders at the far end.

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A chef menu. Do they still wear those hats, I wonder.

Recollections of old Paris maybe.

farmers-market-hanging plants

It was hard to get a good shot here of the flooding light that created sharp contrasts, throwing the dark shaded areas into practical silhouettes.

Plants draped in the sun.

Farmers market-hanging-plants.

sumptuous reds

Sumptuous reds.

Neighbouring garden.

These were snapped on the way there, setting the tone for the day.  Well, it sure feels like summer!

Making of “The Good Earth”

Composting is hot! Quite literally! I often pass by and give the container a touch to see if it is doing what is supposed to, and never cease to be amazed that it is a brew of activity that can generate heat all by itself. It is like a CSI moment lab experiment, and it is a kick to see how decomposition process works in its regeneration.

Home made kitchen compost bin made from a bleach container, drilled with holes-none on bottom for this method, and a cut flap as opening seems to give enough aeration. Hold hand over flap and give a shake over sink once a day. I often used a stir stick to make sure nothing stuck on the bottom.

For years I misunderstood what compost actually consisted of because of the term “table scraps”. A term I have used myself, and was the reason I was initially turned off from trying it. I pictured “table scraps” as dinner scraps all greased up, before they hit the garbage bin, was grossed out, and immediately decided against composting without truly understanding it. I pooh-poohed people who kept bins, all the while admiring their gardens,-“Boy they must really love gardening to go to that extent! Guess I’m not a gardener.” After research and trail and error, table scraps is not a term I would use any longer to describe what goes into good compost.
Although many people have composted with all types of content, my formula has nothing that includes any meat or grease, living worms, or discards from the dinner table, or cooked food at all, and more of raw vegetable scraps before any cooking, and simply dried plant material.
My first trial was to make compost tea which was unsuccessful, as I had no water pump to aerate it. Composed of water and just basic dried leaves from my household plants it was supposed to decompose naturally, according to an article. I thought I could stir it frequently instead of an air pump. I got to see my first decomposition lessons in a very dramatic fashion, when I stopped stirring it overnight. I woke up to a mound or bubble of fermentation. It was more fascinating than seeing my first yeast bread rise. A brew of activity and bad smell when I stirred again, that gradually dissipated the more I stirred. After several days, I realized that my compost tea wasn’t working out, as I learned it shouldn’t smell bad, but if done properly should smell earthy. So out it went, and a lesson of aeration was learned.
I also learned that compost tea if applied too much could make the plant grow too big. Without forming proper development to hold its new weight, it was top heavy, and caused it to topple. To me this meant some skipped steps which might be crucial for a plant and its resulted fruit, so I decided against compost tea. I wasn’t in the business trade, or wanting fast and big at the cost of fewer nutrients. I wasn’t in any rush, and I wanted the whole nutritious fruit, not some showy, but empty, store shelf decor.

After aeration was learned, the next trial of regular compost, was finding the proper proportions to eliminating any fowl smells. My second and successful compost was basically 3 parts green, to 1 part brown.

One part brown. Dried out used tea, their ripped up bags, with a touch of dried and chopped lemon peels.

Meaning 3 parts whatever vegetable peels of the day and 1 part dried leaves (my finished tea bags that I left out to dry). Brown could also be dried leaves and clippings, and various other items, which are well listed on internet.
Types of things that went in my brew; broccoli, strawberries-(mostly the green leaves of their top and less of the strawberries, due to excessive wetness), banana peels, green pepper remains, (not the seeds), carrot peels, just basically any vegetables (not including potatoes-smelly), some fruit rinds and peels-but not too much as it would make it too acidic. Generally I avoided overdoing any one vegetable or fruit, and tried to keep everything in good proportions for my batch.
My bin was a thoroughly rinsed bleach plastic container which was drilled with holes, and a cut open lid. As it was indoors it was not drilled on the bottom, but I made sure it was never wet enough to drip or be waterlogged on the bottom. My bin size was more wide than tall, and that gave it enough air that seemed to work in it’s favor, as when I tried a different container that was taller than wide, it seemed to choke and start to stagnate. I usually never had to add any water with daily additions and a daily stir, as most vegetables contain enough water to keep the compost damp enough while decomposing, but not sopping. I chopped matter quite fine before I threw it in so it would decompose faster. If it was too moist or did become too soppy, I just added more dried leaves and saw dust, and a just a bit of earth until it’s consistency was more like damp earth.
After two months..voila! earthy compost! And, it smelled good and wholesome, almost like fresh cut grass! I am letting my first batch sit for another month, while I have started a second, to make sure it is thoroughly decomposed so as not to burn my plants.
I learned that it is continually active, and truly a living process, a brew and concoction. It is only good for plants at a certain stage, before it too starts to loose its nutrient value, while it continues on its path to change into something else again, timelessly regenerating.
I always thought earth was just something that was mysteriously there under my feet, I never realized you could actually make good earth!

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