Mindful Living

There’s Food in Your Yard!

Posted on by Jean Campbell

My daughter introduced me to foraging a few years back. In an earlier post, As God is My Witness I'll Never Go Hungry, I detailed the beginnings of my attempts at foraging. I thought now was a good time to present the topic of extending your food supply with what is more than likely already in your fridge or growing in your yard. Keep it Growing! Romaine in cups I rely on live food. In addition to my salad- and greens-dependent self, I have a pair of rabbits who expect daily greens.... Continue reading

Soothing Anxiety in a Pandemic – A Meditation Practice by Anne Bailey

Posted on by Jean Campbell

Morning at the Camden Longhouse Nature heals. Lately, I've been waking up just after four in the morning with no chance of going back to sleep. I'm going to assume I need to see the world wake up more than I need the slumber. Bathing in the joyous music of the birds and the bugs is worth rising at such an early hour. A symphony of tweets, chirps, and clicks is supported by the staccato hammering of a woodpecker. These sounds fill my soul with delight as the sky goes from black, to smoky... Continue reading

All Work and No Play. . .

Posted on by Jean Campbell

"I saw the angel in the marble, and I carved until I set him free." Michelangelo I began teaching yoga immediately after teacher training graduation in May of 2009, and it was a gift to be able to do so. Many opportunities sprung up, and I wanted to try them all. Before I knew it, I was teaching up to five classes a week in addition to my full-time job and other side work projects. Things I loved were ignored: the puppies were often neglected, my garden was more weeds than herbs, and my house... Continue reading

Food is Free Project

Posted on by Jean Campbell

I found this video tooling around on Facebook. No pun intended! :) I've already got two palettes so this project is on for fall. I'll work on building up some great soil while we overwinter, and we'll see how we do in spring. This year's garden was a bit of a bust. I broke my leg late in May, and as I am the main gardener of the family, the beds went terribly untended. Yes, come harvest time the pickin's were quite slim. There I go punning again! Had I built beds like these, I may have fared... Continue reading