The Peace & Abundance Project

07/12/2023

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06/27/2023

Watch what chickens can do to societal food waste!

06/22/2023

Good midsummer to all!

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lulled in these flowers with dances and delight.
(Oberon, Act 2 Scene 1) ( A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM - William Shakespeare )
Felice Casorati - Artist

06/14/2023

Today's Poem

It was too hot to dream
Today so we stayed up
And moved illicit
Substances around
Raw goat milk
Drink it.

The radio threatens tick disease
And I
Living in the high grass
Barely see a threat.

At night the sun drops
And I lay
In this dog mud bed.
I recite the phases of the moon
Seeking sense, seeking sleep.

I dreamed of the Fox
Coming after my hens.
As he approached I was seized
By the shoulders and lifted
Up into the sky
A little scared by my ungrounded state.

There must be a place
In these woods,
That offers comfort
In all seasons.
I wrap my tail across my nose,
In Winter:
I lay floating in the currents
Of the river
Head anchored on granite
On the hot days.
Oh wonder.

What is it about humanity
That needs a wooden shell,
Electricity, hot water, climate controlled?
I think not.

Revel in the mud
If you must
Come to know the dirt
Under your nails,
Seek wild food
As if it were
The holy grail.

I promise you
The grass will hold you.
I swear
That the Moon is your
Mother.

~ Jezebel Crow