Eliza Daley ~ Wordcraft & Musing on Home & Hope
Today, we are not talking about the travesty of an inauguration that is happening somewhat south of here. I am doing my utmost to draw lines around my world and stay within those lines. I am not paying attention to things that I can't change and that don't truly affect me directly anyway. On that… Continue reading The Daily: 20 January 2025
I was last-Tuesday-years-old when I learned that brassicas are effective phytoremediators. I suppose I should have deduced this from all the mustard that grows lushly on Superfund sites, enlivening the soil after we've made our messes and left the locals for dead. But I never made that connection. I also never noticed that, as I've… Continue reading The Daily: 4 March 2024
I make some broad statements about work. These are my opinions generally, but most of my opinions are based in recorded — and therefore verifiable — fact and direct experience. To say how I arrived at these statements would take up a library of books and perhaps a good deal of “walking in my shoes”.… Continue reading The Waste
By My Solitary Hearth 