California light

I was sitting in the loom room, spinning, and listening to Johan Rockström’s Sommar i P1 podcast. He is the director of the research center where I work and a professor of environmental science, and he was talking about all the ways in which we are screwed, climate- and environment-wise. He also said that thisContinue reading “California light”

do it yourself at its most basic

I learned something really big this summer. Huge, in fact. Yet another thing that will make me indispensable when the zombie apocalypse comes. I learned how to spin yarn. Lorri has a fiber artist, Teresa, come to the farm every week to work on the wool from her sheep, and now during the wwoofing season,Continue reading “do it yourself at its most basic”

life at Duckworth Farm, volume II

I’m not going to write the whole travel journal about wwoofing at the blueberry farm. I already did that once, last time around. Those are still the most read posts on my blog, with at least one view a week – proof that Duckworth Farm is a really popular place to go wwoofing. And toContinue reading “life at Duckworth Farm, volume II”

seven shades of a pond

At the farm in Sebastopol, I slept in a stationary safari tent by the big pond. We got up before six every morning, to let out the horses and clean the stalls, eat breakfast and be out to start picking blueberries by seven-thirty. Rising up so early, the regularity, cold fresh air of dawn. Getting dressed inContinue reading “seven shades of a pond”

in search of a new title

Since I last wrote anything here, I’ve returned from California. I jumped right back into work, where my new role as a research assistant gave me access to new forums. New places to find inspiration, especially the workshops and speed talks about science communication and the Sustainable Development Goals. I really want to get this newContinue reading “in search of a new title”

into the hamster wheel (June and July)

I’ve written about it already, but I’ll mention it again, just to not create a gap in the chronology: after Midsummer, I started working. I biked to work, to an almost empty office, and read the statistical reports that Kate and I got when we visited the statistics bureau in Ouagadougou, and went home again.Continue reading “into the hamster wheel (June and July)”

interlude: the best midsummer ever (June 2015)

I barely made it home from Burkina Faso and Ghana, before it was time for me to get on the road again, this time to celebrate midsummer with my master’s class in Leksand. It was the last thing we would do together as a class, before many of my classmates started scattering across the world,Continue reading “interlude: the best midsummer ever (June 2015)”