No, I’m not going to challenge Guy Fieri, Bobby
Flay, Ree Drummond, Alton Brown, or Ina Garten, but I am going
to share personal observations about the food network around Merry Mount.
Summer evenings, just after
sunset, are often serene.
One can observe bats leaving the barn loft as they begin their nightly
hunt for mosquitos and other insects.
Occasionally, one encounters a skunk as it digs for grubs. Our flock of chickens scratches one last time
in search of a worm or insect. Frogs and toads also embark on their nightly
search for food and water. Owls, hawks,
and herons fly in search of moles, mice, small rabbits and fish. Foxes and coyotes prowl the grasses for the
same. One can become acutely aware of the great ecosystem of which we are a
part and how interconnected we are to it.
Twice a day, I head to the
barn to feed and water three barn cats, seven goats, four ducks, and ten
hens. If in my laziness, I try to ignore
their needs, I hear from them. One can
learn a great deal about animal behavior by closely observing their habits
around food. I find that my own behavior
around food is similar, but fortunately, I have many more dietary choices from
which to choose, and am married to a wonderful cook.
Recently, Rett and I
received a wonderful retirement gift from our friends Mary Anne and Stu, a book
entitled, How Not to Die, by Michael Greger, M.D., FACLM. It has influenced my thinking about a healthy
diet more than any previous book that I have read. Anyone that knows me well is aware that my
attitude about eating is determined by my sense of taste and not by a logical
choice, but by sharpening my awareness about how my brain prompts my dietary
urges, I am slowly making healthier dietary decisions.
Fortunately, the
approximately three acres of land we call Merry Mount, provides ample space for
growing a garden and we revel at how some hard work and special care can turn
seeds into a variety of delicious fruits and vegetables. While we are far from self-sustaining, we are
attempting to create a small food network within the larger ecosystem of which
we are a part.
The Current
Having once put his hand into
the ground,
seeding there what he hopes will outlast him,
a man has made a marriage with his place,
and if he leaves it his flesh will ache to go back.
His hand has given up its birdlife in the air.
It has reached into the dark like a root
and begun to wake, quick and mortal, in timelessness.
a flickering sap coursing upward into his head
so that he sees the old tribespeople bend
in the sun, digging with sticks, the forest opening
to receive their hills of corn, squash, and beans,
their lodges and graves, and closing again.
He is made their descendant, what they left
in the earth rising into him like a seasonal juice.
And he sees the hearers of his own blood arriving,
the forest burrowing into the earth as they come,
their hands gathering the stones up into walls,
and relaxing, the stones crawling back into the ground
to lie still under the black wheels of machines.
The current flowing to him through the earth
flows past him, and he sees one descended from him,
a young man who has reached into the ground,
his hand held in the dark as by a hand.
seeding there what he hopes will outlast him,
a man has made a marriage with his place,
and if he leaves it his flesh will ache to go back.
His hand has given up its birdlife in the air.
It has reached into the dark like a root
and begun to wake, quick and mortal, in timelessness.
a flickering sap coursing upward into his head
so that he sees the old tribespeople bend
in the sun, digging with sticks, the forest opening
to receive their hills of corn, squash, and beans,
their lodges and graves, and closing again.
He is made their descendant, what they left
in the earth rising into him like a seasonal juice.
And he sees the hearers of his own blood arriving,
the forest burrowing into the earth as they come,
their hands gathering the stones up into walls,
and relaxing, the stones crawling back into the ground
to lie still under the black wheels of machines.
The current flowing to him through the earth
flows past him, and he sees one descended from him,
a young man who has reached into the ground,
his hand held in the dark as by a hand.
-Wendell Berry
For twelve consecutive days
this summer at Merry Mount, the temperature has exceeded 90 degrees and there
has been no rain. One notices the strain
placed on plants and vegetables. Climate
change is upon us and we are forced to adapt to it.
The ancient Greeks
believed that there were four elements that everything was made up of: earth, water,
air, and fire. This theory was suggested around 450 BC, and it
was later supported and added to by Aristotle.
Many indigenous peoples
believed in an Earth-Mother that controlled the four elements.
Enter Darwinism: The theory of evolution by natural selection,
first formulated in Darwin's book "On the Origin of Species" in 1859,
is the process by which organisms change over time as a result of changes in
heritable physical or behavioral traits. Changes that allow an organism to
better adapt to its environment will help it survive and have more offspring.
According to Brian Richmond, curator of human
origins at the American Museum of Natural History in New York City, the theory
has two main points: "All life on Earth is connected and related to each
other," and this diversity of life is a product of "modifications of
populations by natural selection, where some traits were favored in an environment
over others.”
The food chain describes
who eats whom in the wild. Every living thing—from one-celled algae to giant blue whales—needs food to survive. Each food chain is a possible pathway
that energy and nutrients can follow through the ecosystem.
It would seem that homo sapiens have developed cognitively to a place of superiority
over all other species and, therefore, have gained a position of dominance. I’m not so sure.
Enter SARS-CoV-2. Suspected to have originated in bats, this
new virus moved through the “food chain” and is now ravaging the human
population, and epidemiologists are warning that drastically changing the
natural environment is a catalyst for other more deadly pathogens.
Humans beware. Time has arrived for us all to be aware of
the great food network of which we are apart, and to assist Mother Nature
rather than fighting against her.
CPW
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