
But pests are pests and you still don’t want snails and slugs eating up your garden…so what do you do?

I mean how many times have we noticed insects to be more than just insects?
Well today in honour our beloved and irreplaceable champions of eco-sustainability, I thought I’d dedicate a post to the unsung heroes and often neglected little defenders of Mother Nature- the busy bees….
So why are bees important? Aside from being the very creatures that allow for us to indulge in the eco friendly practice of

These days everything is about packaging so food doesn’t just serve to delight the tummy, it’s got to delight the eyes as well. That means the more colours and the brighter they are the better! Which coherently also means more toxic because we’re talking about the use of synthetic food dyes!
Just as in nature where those vibrant coloured frogs are lethal little creatures of the rainforest, well so are the hyper-coloured cupcakes of our concrete jungles.
So for those of us who care about how harmful synthetic food dyes are to our health and that of our loved ones (especially the children- kids are suckers for colours), we’ll go out and make sure we buy bottles of ‘natural and organic’ food dye.
I know it’s really late in the season to be planting a
garden; it’s the middle of fall and winter is nearly upon us. After discussing
the bee crisis thing with a friend, however, we thought it would be a great
idea to a) take advantage of the rest of the snow-less weather for a
bee-friendly garden and b) to start planning for spring. So I’m writing this
chronicling the beginning of our venture, with much more to come.
My friend and I aren’t the gardening type, really. I’ve
planted a few geraniums along my parents’ walkway in my day, but that’s the
extent of it. Still, we love the idea of tilling the soil, working the land,
and being as outdoorsy as two city girls can manage.
So far, we have access to the backyard behind my apartment
building and, more fitting as the weather grows colder, a little plot of land
in a greenhouse through Chicago’s
city garden effort. I borrowed a trowel and the bitty rake thing from my mom,
and we’re going to get some soil from Home Depot tomorrow, as well as some
plants.

Just a few weeks ago, I went to a family reunion at my grandparents' farm in Mississippi. It was one of those reunions with long tables full of food and third cousins you've never met, lots of iced sweet tea and babies on blankets in the yard and your great-aunt asking about a sibling you don't have... "No, really, Great Aunt Tillie, I just have one brother. I promise."
In the summer our nice patch of veggie garden has a tendency
to overflow, prompting the annual frantic give-away of produce to neighbors and
co-workers- even my teachers got the cornucopia a few times. But when all else
failed, by father would set up a stand at the end of our driveway and spend all
day selling produce.
Our income from the endeavor didn’t amount to much- maybe $10 a day- but it was a relaxing ritual, and one I’m glad to discover lives on in the spirit of the Farmer’s Market.
Farmer’s Markets are a growing trend in small towns, farming communities and suburban areas. In my college town each Saturday morning from 8:00 to noon a swarm of stands go up in the area park and seasonal fruits as well as local honey and homemade soaps


