Thursday, December 24, 2015

Labor Omnia Vincit

Progress on the aquaponics systems!  They have been cut down to waist-height, which will make it much easier to farm the beds! Both systems have been reinforced  to stabilize the systems to withstand the weight of hundreds of pounds of water.

What's left to do?

  1. Seal fish tank to prevent leaking 
  2. Dig 14-15 holes to concrete the 8ft posts 
  3. Install posts 
  4. Attach 6ft fencing
  5. Install lockable gate
  6. Attach shade cloth
  7. Make guards for bell siphons
  8. Install bell siphons
  9. Install pumps with PVC piping
  10. Replace clay pellets
  11. Paint tables
  12. Add plants!!
  13. Add fish!!
  14. Experiment!!

















Thursday, December 17, 2015

Flaming flowers that brightly blaze




 



Students planted 24 native plants around the pond today!!

Native Sunflowers Encelia californica




























































Vincent
by Don McLean

Vincent Van Gogh

Starry, starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land

Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand


Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
On that starry, starry night
You took your life as lovers often do
But I could have told you, Vincent
This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you

Starry, starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frame less heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget

Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still

Perhaps they never will thank you