Posts Tagged ‘green’


I’ve lived in my little studio in Eastie for a year now, and for most of that time, I’ve been chucking my fruit pits, veggie peels, eggshells and tea leaves (so many tea leaves) into a countertop compost bin I bought from Target. (No perks or affiliate links here; I just did some searching for sleek, easy-to-clean countertop bins, and I like this one.)

I don’t have space (or need) for a big compost bin of my own, but the City of Boston’s pilot compost project, charmingly named Project Oscar, includes a couple of bins down the hill from my house. Every few days, I tie up the green compostable bag filled with flower stems, orange peels and zucchini ends, and carry it down the hill, where I dump it into the bigger compost bin and hope whoever picks it up is hauling it away to some good purpose.

Sometimes, I think about Natalie Goldberg’s chapter on “Composting” in Writing Down the Bones, where she compares writing (and mulling over your lived experiences) to composting our kitchen scraps. “Our bodies are garbage heaps,” she says, “and from the decomposition of the thrown-out eggshells, spinach leaves, coffee grinds, and old steak bones of our minds come nitrogen, heat, and very fertile soil. […] But this does not come all at once. It takes time.”

I like the notion that I’m diverting some of my kitchen leavings away from the landfill, and sending them where they can do some good. Sometimes I wonder who else is tossing their kitchen scraps into the bins over by Maverick Square, and what they will eventually become, and what they will feed. (Sometimes, I simply hold the bag at arm’s length – even pre-compost starts to smell – and promise myself to bring it down to the bins sooner next time.)

I’ve found it difficult, these last months, to create anything of substance, other than book reviews, the occasional meal, and countless cups of tea. I tend to beat myself up about this, but then (sometimes) I remember Natalie and her advice: “Continue to turn over and over the organic details of your life until some of them fall through the garbage of discursive thoughts to the solid ground of black soil.”

I’ll keep doing that. And I’ll keep composting my apple cores and bell pepper stems and those tea leaves, hoping they contribute to a richness I can’t yet see.


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green ring iced tea

I bought this ring last weekend on my solo trip to NYC, from a Turkish man selling jewelry on Bleecker Street in the Village. I love it. (I also drank about a gallon of hibiscus iced tea during that heat wave.)

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green leaves blue sky

Looking up at the late-summer trees as I waited for the bus this morning.

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It’s Green Day over at Poppytalk, and also here, as I’m participating in their Spring Color Week. Abilene is starting to “green up,” especially with our recent rains, but these photos are all from Oxford, taken in spring 2008.

This church, now the Oxford Centre for Mission Studies, is right around the corner from the ACU houses on Canterbury Road. (It’s technically on the Woodstock Road.) Its gardens are small, but vibrant.

My friend Vince, an American Ph.D. student (whose wedding we attended this summer), gave me a tour of Worcester, his college. It was still chilly – I wore my raincoat and wellies – but oh so green.

I love the sunsets in South Parks (see yesterday’s post), but mostly I love that it’s one long bolt of green, unfurling down a hillside. (I rode my bike down it once, for the pure pleasure of it – and after spring came, I nearly always took off my shoes and walked barefoot in the grass.)

This is Mary Kate, who belongs to Julie, and belonged to our ACU group that spring. Doesn’t she look like a literary heroine in this pose?

I spent one blissful afternoon in the gardens of New College, where my friend Owen proposed to his wife, and where the cloisters speak of romance and mystery.

My housemates and I took a May excursion to Suffolk, where Lizzie lives, and where all of us were able to relax for a few days. We had dinner at the local pub, watched the six-hour Pride and Prejudice, jumped on a friend’s trampoline, sneaked into a castle, and walked several miles on Five Bridges Road. This is the “album cover” photo; they’re all blowing on blades of grass. (From left: Lizzie, Grace and Jo.) I love these girls.

Happy green Tuesday to you.

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