The surplus beans left over after some were set aside for seed.
If my recollection serves me, these became part of a delicious chili.
Growing up, my interaction with beans was primarily facilitated with a can opener. I probably wouldn’t have believed you if you told me that beans could come in such an array of colours and patterns.
Nature = The Ultimate Artist.
duck-duck-g00s3 asked: All my film pictures are under the hashtag #photobygoose Well, Instagram does allow you to take pictures and put different filters on them. But tons of people put their film pictures on there. Unedited. I transfer them from a cd onto my phone and onto Instagram they go. Second hand stores and thrift shops will be my next place to explore. We have many here. I plan on learning how to do it myself. LA has a place where you can rent it out hourly and they have everything you need to use.
Good luck with hunting through the thrift stores. I imagine that LA probably has so many! Might be that there is lots of other people looking for similar things, though. I’d say that, if you have the ability to get out of the city, thrift stores in small towns might be less picked over. But I realize that LA is really fuckin’ big, and it might be hard to actually escape it. That’s sweet that there is a rental darkroom you can use.
Sorting dried beans and corn to be saved as seed.
(soon these will be going in the ground! If it ever warms up…)
There are advantages to being friends with farmers who produce more than they can consume or sell.
Especially when they go away for the winter, and need someone to take care of all of their poor lonely veggies….
(all from last fall, unfortunately. None of this bounty, save for a few squash, remain today. Gone, but not forgotten.)
Upon returning from Harvest Moon, we stopped at Spruce Woods provincial park, and went for a walk among some oxbow lakes.
Late afternoon light is really nice for these sorts of things.
(I wish the snow would melt.)
Pretty much explains it’s self, doesn’t it?
(Harvest Moon Festival. Where else.)
My friend Rhianne and a cow skull that she happened to be carrying around when I ran across her at Harvest Moon.
Closely following my return to Manitoba last fall was the Harvest Moon Festival, a nice little music festival in Clearwater.
I thoroughly enjoyed tabling there, and drank a couple of really stellar expresso drinks.
(apropos of nothing, sleeping in one’s vehicle in the parking lot rather than in the camp ground is hella quiet, in comparison. Much sleep.)
Did you know that there is a new issue of The Country Grind Quarterly out, as of just a couple of weeks ago?
The Country Grind, if you don’t know, is a sweet magazine my friends put out, for and by rural punx! It’s got comix and articles and art and all sorts of great stuff. There’s even a photo of mine in there!
And if that isn’t enough, if you order the newest issue, there’s a good chance our cat will have sat on your copy! Look for the long grey hairs.
It’s free if you live rurally, and pretty darn cheap if yer a city folx.
Check it out!
Should anyone ever create a functioning replica of the Art City Freak Bike, they would immediately become the personal hero of every Winnipegger in possession of feelings.
Plus, more importantly, it would be so cool.