Food & Water

Oceans, fish and The End of the Line

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Act now or it’s jellyfish burgers all round
Film prompts Pret a Manger to change its tuna
Public support creation of marine nature reserve
The End of the Line: The biggest problem you’ve never heard of
Menaces to oceans: CO2, plastic bags, overfishing
Scientists: global warming has already changed oceans

Living on foraged wild foods for a solid week in the city (selections)

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What, then, is the value of foraging or eating wild foods today? Besides being fun, I think the benefits are both pragmatic and spiritual. Wild foods can help you survive a future crisis. And they can be a money-saving and highly nutritious supplement to a primarily agricultural diet in the present. But I think the greatest gains are of a more spiritual nature. Foraging is a way of reconnecting with our ancestral roots and showing our fellow beings that we honor them, that we still remember our place in the great Gaia.

Energy descent and transition in Mexico, part 1

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“In Mexico nothing happens, until it happens.” This is an old proverb here, and it can also easily apply to the current situation. Everything feels tranquilo and smooth, as if it is nothing out of the ordinary. However, as history shows us, once something begins in Mexico, it generally develops rapidly, and can end up being intensely spectacular.

Gardeners and farmers less fearful of death?

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When our bed of irises bloom for one brief but glorious week in late May, I think, strangely enough, of a letter a friend of mine received from a doctor in Minnesota. The doctor observed that in his medical practice, rural people face the prospect of dying with more equanimity than urbanites.

A guide for the perplexed, bothered, bewildered and outright resentful folks hitched to a wanna-be farmer

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Now I realize that some of you will look at any advice of mine on this subject with skepticism – after all, you may even blame me (quite correctly, perhaps), for your loved one’s going bonkers and talking about sheep and nut trees all the time. And yet, I do feel your pain. Or rather, my husband does, and he’s happy to tell me all about what it is like to look over at the person you love and wonder why on earth she’s babbling about soil.