While on Vancouver Island, I spied what looked like a Sequoia tree. I wandered over and saw that the Canadians had labeled it as a Coast Redwood, but it was clearly a Sequoia which grows in the Sierra rather than t=its coastal cousin. In any ca
On the Summer Solstice this year, I sifted through a very old compost pile. It was over 18 months old. Sifting the compost pile is like creating Mother Earth to me. It is almost a religious ritual to me and the Summer Solstice a special day. Al