I learned the hard way how NOT to ruin three batches of kombucha all at once. After about two weeks of letting my recent batches brew, I lifted the lids to take a look at their progress and was horrified to see mold growing on my mothers. I tried to convince myself it was something else, but there was really no way around it. I went online and discovered that the mold developed due to a hasty mistake--I was so excited to get these batches going that I forgot the starter tea.
I think I might be coming a bit of a fanatic. I've got three batches going now and am about to start another. This was my first time separating a mother into pieces in order to start multiple batches (not by separating layers, but my sectioning, like a pizza), so I'm a little bit nervous that I've mucked it up somehow, but excited nonetheless.
There's a little ginger in with the Cameronian.
If you want to start your own batches of Kombucha, there are lots of places you can get a starter scoby/mother from, and if you're in the Carrboro, Chapel Hill area, Fifth Season is just the place. If not, you can get a piece from a friend, or grow your own from the little tiny scobies you can find in store bought Kombuchas. Check THIS BLOG out for some awesome instructions on how to both grow a scoby and prepare your own Kombucha.
At some point, you'll have more scobies than you know how to do with, so why not make some candy!? I can't wait to try this recipe out from The Cultivated Life
If you ever find yourself in Asheville, Villagers, pictured above, is a great place to get all sorts of homesteading supplies, from books and magazines, to jars and canning supplies, to gardening, Natalie has got you covered.
Two nights ago I dreamed that I went to cut open two avocados I had just gotten at the store, but discovered that although the exterior seemed to be a solid form, kept in shape by the dense fruit inside, they were completely empty. The fruit had been completely scraped out. This reminds me of a poem I wrote for my manuscript Kentucky in 2012 about fertility, oyster meat being scraped away, and the cruelty of men.
Although I got few of the things accomplished today that I set out to, it was still quite a productive day. I planned my entire morning around going to pick some boots up from the cobbler that needed resoling. I decided to grab those, go to the bank, buy some socks from Dillard's because where else around here can you find socks without going to Durham, and pick up a new 2014 calendar. The cobbler wasn't finished, and apparently Dillard's is no longer a thing (wtf?) in Chapel Hill, so although my trip all the way down East Franklin St. (can you tell I've grown accustomed to walking?) was mostly a bust, I ran into a friend in the parkling lot separating all these places and we ended up sitting down for an impromptu, beautifully sunny, juice and conversation.
This town is great for that.
PS. Much too late in the day I was reminded about Townsend Bertram & Co. in Carrboro which apparently has a wide sock selection.
I felt like this last batch of Kombucha was finally ready, so I ladled it all out into jars and headed on over to Fifth Season for some more supplies where I was able to get some much needed advice for my very sad succulents. Apparently they are prone to sunburns, like frequent but small amounts of watering (every 3-4 days you should saturate the soil with a mister), and require textured, but not overly sandy/gritty soil. It was recommended that I add rice hulls to the soil to achieve the right texture. I also didn't realize that succulents liked a lot of drainage because I was initially under the impression that they didn't even like that much water. Wrong again.
I'm usually wrong when it comes to anything gardening related, though, so I was happy to learn the right ways to take care of these little beauties. They're much happier now in their new pots and new soil and out of our kitchen's blistering, direct sunlight.
I found this blog, a pair & a spare which gives lots of great information about succulent care, so check it out if you're curious. It's pretty extensive, and they even have an entry called DIY Potted Succulent, in case you need some tips on repotting.
Now that I'm finally feeling better after almost a month of trying to recover from this awful chest crud that it seems like almost everybody had, I have become totally motivated to get back into a fitness routine. It's not enough that I do tons of walking, and I need to stop trying to convince myself that I love running enough to make a regular practice out of it. I love it when I'm frustrated, angry, or feel especially dumpy, but it's difficult to get myself in a rhythm when I'm the only one holding me accountable. I've always loved yoga, though, and showing up to a class really helps me stay motivated, so after hearing about this 30 days for 30 dollars offered by Franklin St. Yoga, I decided it was finally time to sign up.
My goal is to be able to do THAT /\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ move at the end of the thirty days.