Nordic Permaculture Festival 2012

It’s been three days since the festival ended, and it is still resonating in me. I have brought home a space of new inspiration and deep meaningfulness that’s very insistent on being put to practice. It wants to cultivate plants and mushrooms and microorganisms and the neighbourhood, it wants to pickle and can and ferment, it wants to provide a stay for birds and bees and WOOFers, and it wants to rejoice over it all. At this point you may be asking yourself: “What is she on???” Well, it’s a permaculture high. It comes from sharing knowledge and seeds and songs and food and decisive moments with people and getting rich soil on your hands  and keeping it simple. It can’t really be fully described, so go ahead and try this at home. 🙂 And come to Norway next year for the Nordic Permaculture Festival!

Ängsbacka, Sweden, 2012:


Permaculture bird

Dear blog followers. This is where I give in to popular demand, and switch from danish to english. It has been a dilemma whether to make this blog easily readable for danes or widen the spectrum of possible readers and go with english. So for you guys who have asked for a translation, and those of you who gave up altogether in the face of danish prose, here it is in one of the world’s most widely understood languages. Let me know what you think! 🙂

Now back to the permaculture bird. One of permaculture’s core principles is to use the ressources that are already available. We permies have taken a course to be reminded of the sense in that, but it seems that nature doesn’t need such a course. At least the blackbirds in my garden know how to reduce, reuse and recycle. This mama blackbird has built a nest of golden lace and plastic scraps aside from moss and twigs.  She has moved in on top of my woodpile, and I don’t know which number batch she is on, but there are already several young blackbirds hopping around the garden, and five eggs in the nest.

Trouble is that nature doesn’t expect the toxicity and danger lurking in some of the stuff humans leave lying around, but fortunately, in this case, it looks like the blackbirds do just fine in a nest of recycled so-called trash.