I don’t
know if there’s a word for people like me. People who hate to see things
wasted. People who recycle, upcycle, shop in charity shops, garage sales, flea
markets, and who start and participate in clothing exchanges. People who unashamedly
stop to pick up stuff from a stranger’s garbage that’s been put out to the
curb.
Cheap?
Environmentally
conscious?
Thrifty?
The word
hoarder definitely does not apply to me as I love giving things away as much as
I love collecting them. It is the knowledge that something that was destined
for the trash has been rescued and given another life with someone who can
appreciate the item’s worth that makes me happy.
What people
who aren’t addicted to re-using don’t realise, is that it is actually quite a
lot of hard work. You may call me ‘cheap’ because I was not willing to go out
and spend $200 on a new computer chair, but you could also call me ‘patient’
for instead making do until one in my neighbourhood was put out for the trash.
You may call me a ‘garbage picker’ for rescuing the shitty chair covered in
chalk and paint, but you could also call me a ‘hard worker’ for spending over two
hours cleaning it until it was a beautiful black computer chair. And you
could call me ‘clever’ for then selling that chair many months later when I had
to move.
Old tyres aren't widely recycled, but at Eden's Rise they can live a second life as flower containers. |
The problem
with using the word cheap is that I am willing to spend large chunks of money on
things I love. But when it comes to material goods, I know how much stuff is
circulating in my rich country and how likely it is that what I want is sitting
in someone’s basement somewhere waiting to be given a second life. Re-painting
an old beige dresser, rescuing picture frames, getting a whole new wardrobe
from the unloved clothes of a friend, these bring me so much joy and pride.
Eden’s Rise
is an extension of this drive inside me. Raised beds made from old pallets, a
flower bed made from old tyres, a rain barrel purchased second hand online, trellises
made from the sides of an old crib found on the side of the road, mulch that
was once a growing medium in a local greenhouse, and plastic mulch made from
the growing bags. None of this is easier than just purchasing things new. Most
worryingly, it is a fine line between a successful re-use and having the orchard
look like a trash pile.
Old pallets used to make raised beds for strawberries |
Even the dead grass on Eden's Rise gets a second life as 'straw' |
The field
itself is a prime example. Unused and vacant, now I am trying to give this little acre new
life. Among my own trees and gardens are tall grasses, self-seeded trees,
and weeds weeds weeds. Why don’t I just chop them all down? Good question.
Partly because native wildlife depends on the little environment in the field,
partly because I think if I removed all those distractions the wildlife would
target my trees (which are still little more than twigs), and partly because I
don’t think it’s necessary yet. I am looking for a second hand mower to keep
the middle path trimmed down, but otherwise I keep a large enough circle of
mulch around my trees and weed this diligently so that at least there is not
competition for the water and nutrients at the base of my trees. I’ve also cut back the self-seeded tress that
were shading my plants.
Asparagus hates competition- here old grow bags are being used as plastic mulch. |
To come: the whole asparagus patch will be framed with recycled pallets. |
Ugly, or
original beauty? Again comes the patience aspect of being a person like me. You
don’t expect what you want to fall in your lap the second you conceive it. You
wait. Now it looks like a disaster zone, but little by little I will transform it into a gem.
I want my
orchard to be a beautiful paradise, fruit trees and bushes with an under story of wildflowers.
Though for now it does look a bit like a hoarder’s
back garden.
Have a lovely week!
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