Nutshells and Niblets (by Ann!)... maybe...
Ann has been writing about the village again. It seems fair to call this a Nutshells and Niblets and share it with you all. Even if I did officially highjack the Nutshells... I can share!
Ann has been writing about the village again. It seems fair to call this a Nutshells and Niblets and share it with you all. Even if I did officially highjack the Nutshells... I can share!
Our wetland marsh
The last phase of our waste water treatment system is due to be installed in the next couple of months. It'll look like some duck ponds in not very many years, but has to go through a moon-scape phase right at first, because of the heavy-equipment-operators-on- bulldozer--gone-a-muck, but-not-amok, in a careful plan of constructed wetland installation.
Peter has trimmed back the Red Osier Dogwood, that wades in the creek on the left of the bridge, to make the bridge crossing safer for the large gravel trucks that are expected. Dogwood grows with vigour--- it'll either spring back in the spring, or its replacement will. Nevin has mowed a couple of acres on the east side of the bridge, in preparation for engineers to come fairly soon, and place random sticks in the ground with sophisticated flagging tape on them.
Yonas tells me that George, a marshian installer, will be working with the flag engineers to dig a series of four holes with two accompanying very long trenches that will look like crop circles from outer space....( how appropriate that we hired a martian to install them) and will take our waste water in a 'last ditch' effort of cleansing. Cleaner than clean!
Upon request, I will undertake a drawing of the marsh flow system on a poster. :>)
Many loads of gravel will be delivered down the farm lane. It'll be graded and gravelled first, so the trucks don't get stuck . An improved road will make the farmers happier too, won't it?
Fire up the barbie! A corndog planting party may be required in the near future. Punk music will be played. Cimbungis optional, but do wear boots.
Typha
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
"Typha" | |
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"Typha latifolia" | |
Scientific classification | |
Kingdom: | Plantae |
(unranked): | Angiosperms |
(unranked): | Monocots |
(unranked): | Commelinids |
Order: | Poales |
Family: | Typhaceae |
Genus: | Typha L. |
Species | |
See text
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Nutritional value per 100 g (3.5 oz) | |
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Energy | 106 kJ (25 kcal) |
Carbohydrates | 5.14 g |
- Sugars | 0.22 g |
- Dietary fiber | 4.5 g |
Fat | 0.00 g |
Protein | 1.18 g |
Water | 92.65 g |
Vitamin A equiv. | 1 μg (0%) |
- beta-carotene | 6 μg (0%) |
Thiamine (vit. B1) | 0.023 mg (2%) |
Riboflavin (vit. B2) | 0.025 mg (2%) |
Niacin (vit. B3) | 0.440 mg (3%) |
Pantothenic acid (B5) | 0.234 mg (5%) |
Vitamin B6 | 0.123 mg (9%) |
Folate (vit. B9) | 3 μg (1%) |
Choline | 23.7 mg (5%) |
Vitamin C | 0.7 mg (1%) |
Vitamin K | 22.8 μg (22%) |
Calcium | 54 mg (5%) |
Iron | 0.91 mg (7%) |
Magnesium | 63 mg (18%) |
Manganese | 0.760 mg (36%) |
Phosphorus | 45 mg (6%) |
Potassium | 309 mg (7%) |
Sodium | 109 mg (7%) |
Zinc | 0.24 mg (3%) |
Percentages are relative to US recommendations for adults. Source: USDA Nutrient Database |
Typha (
/ˈtaɪfə/) is a genus of about eleven species of monocotyledo nous flowering plants in the family Typhaceae. The genus has a largely Northern Hemisphere distribution, but is essentially cosmopolitan, being found in a variety of wetland habitats.

These plants are conspicuous and hence have many common names. They may be known in British English as bulrush, orreedmace,[1] in American English as cattail, catninetai l, punks, or corn dog grass, in Australia as cumbungi or bu lrush, and in New Zealand as raupo. Typha should not be confused with other plants known as bulrush, such as some sedges (mostly in Scirpus and related genera).
Their rhizomes are edible. Evidence of preserved starch grains on grinding stones suggests they were eaten in Europe 30,000 years ago.[2]
The right hand farm on the other side of the bridge--- Ohm
Nevin tells me that they've been planting the last of the fall crops---turnips. And that the farm will still be producing vegetables right through to Christmas. And it looks like we'll have some opportunities to buy them past the end of our CSA season, which is due to finish at the end of October. Nevin said something about having grown some watermelons, but I didn't really believe him. Water melons come from Mexico, we all know that. Not Chilliwack.
Nevin and Tammy, Shauna's mum, have been going to an extra Abbotsford market on Wednesday nights. It's in its first year and isn't in full flow yet. They expect it''ll be much better next year. In the meantime, Ohm's regular customer base for the Saturday market there, is ever expanding and becoming more solid. Sales have been gratifyingly big. Sort of like a zucchini on the vine.
The left hand farm- Osprey
Joel reports that vegetative life is great on the left side.
Demolishing
Krishna the finishing carpenter is finishing off the bunker silo. He and his crew of sweating teenaged slaves ( who look like they're having fun ) have made large holes all over it by peeling off and throwing down large metal sheets onto the ground. Very soon, there won't anything left
Julia is hoping that Krishna's plan to sell the structure to a neighbouring farmer will come true, so that she can schedule a commemorative community dinner in its new location on the wettest, nastiest night of the winter. It'll be awesome to still be friends with our beloved bunker silo plastic dining room wherever it goes. . Oh nostalgia! It's beautiful!
Do you remember the crowded silo dinners, the kids running around the tables, the heaters turned up as high as they'd go, with the adults ---wool-socked, toqued and huddled--- yelling and laughing because the wind was making the plastic roof heave in great noisy billows above the range of the human voice? Food has never tasted better.
And there are other hopes and plans for another wooden structure in demo-land --- very likely there will be exciting news announcements soon, when the plans land. And there will be ways that you'll be able to help the farmers with a new barn. When's there's news, believe me, they'll be sharing it with you... they are that excited!!! Is this intriguingly cryptic and confusing news?? Good! Keeps you on your toes!
The second half of our village - the new units to be constructed
We have wonderful news from our other half. Friends of the village and neighbours-in-waiting have been investing their hard-earned resources into the finances of the next phase of development in a big way. I'm looking forward to sharing more details with you soon, but in the meantime, please know how many pledges of confidence in our good development work and its management are coming to us --- bringing our longed-for new neighbours and commonhouse that much closer to reality. ( Yay!)
Farmhouse
Our friends, Dave, Denali, Claudia and Sophie - with Mimsy the pooch- have moved out of the farmhouse now, and into their new home in Garrison. Congratulations to the Mosses, in finding a good place that suits their family! Luckily, it's not far away, so friendships and connection can maintain. Much happiness to them in their new adventure!
The Farmhouse awaits its new inmates. Hmmmm.... :>) there are indications of lovely interested new tenants... hmmm! Fingers crossed!
Other random news
Drinking straw birds have been coming to sip Beverly's nasturtiums.
Paul-Julia-and-gang's chickens are now laying eggs - in two decorator colours -brown and green.
Apparently, they've been inspired by the trampoline that's next door to them and have been vaulting out of their pen. So Paul has extended their safety net to six feet. Wouldn't it have been easier, Paul, to have moved the tramp farther away so the chickens did't get so many bad ideas from watching the kids?
And in the pen, there is one fancy bird with a fluffy pillow-thing on its head ... it crows and don't lay eggs. I wonder what it's useful for?

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