Christmas Trees

In an effort to offset some of the holiday excess, why not mulch your Christmas tree? In NYC they call it mulchfest and set up wood chippers in various parks across the city. You bring your tree there and they turn it into mulch. I usually drag a few trees I run across on my way to the park as well. I find the sight of abandoned Christmas trees to be very sad, especially if they have tinsel on them. If you are in NYC, you can look here to find out when and where to bring your tree. It’s this coming weekend near me. If you don’t live in NYC, there seem to be programs all over the place. I would start by contacting your department of sanitation to see what they are doing.

Egg Carton Labels

I think most people can agree that a hen that gets to walk around lives a more pleasant life than a hen that lives in a tiny cage. When you go to the grocery store it is hard to sift through the different egg carton labels to determine which eggs are the best for you.

Here is a brief description of the different labels compiled with the help of the Humane Society’s publication on egg carton labeling. Only 3 labels show an adherence to official, audited guidelines. Those labels will be shown underlined. Although there are guidelines for what the hens eat, there really aren’t audited guidelines for  how they are treated. California just passed a prevention of cruelty to farm animals, which gives hope that other states will follow. It could also be incentive to have backyard hens of your own!

  • Certified Organic – Organic hens are fed vegetarian, organic feed that is free of antibiotics and pesticides. The hens live barns and warehouses (and not in cages) and are required to have access to the outdoors. If you read The Omnivore’s Dilemma, you will come to understand that the gray area  here is the term “access to the outdoors”. The outdoors can mean a beautiful pasture or a paved area. The farmers can keep the chicks strictly indoors fortheir first 5 weeks of life, after which they open the barn doors. At this point the chickens are so used to life indoors that they are often too afraid to venture outside. Beak cutting and forced molting (via starvation) are allowed.
  • Free-Range/Free-Roaming – There are no USDA standards for “free-range” egg production. They aren’t caged, but are subject to the same conditions as above and there’s no standards as to how many chickens are in stocked in a given space. There are no standards as to what the birds are fed. Beak cutting and forced molting (via starvation) are allowed.
  • Certified Humane – These hens are kept out of cages, but may be indoors all the time. They have to be allowed to perform what comes naturally to them such as dust bathing, perching and nesting. There are requirements as to stocking density, number of nest boxes and perches. Debeaking is allowed, but forced molting isn’t.
  • Cage Free – These birds are kept out of cages, but may be indoors all the time. They are able to do some of what comes naturally to them (walking, spreading their wings and nesting). Debeaking and forced molting are permitted.
  • Vegetarian-Fed – These birds are fed a diet that doesn’t include any recycled animals. However, there are no guidelines for their housing and care.
  • Natural – There is no legal definition of “natural”. Any food that doesn’t contain artificial ingredients or added color, and is minimally processed is considered “natural”
  • Omega-3 Enriched – This usually means that the hens were fed extra flax seed causing their eggs to be higher in Omega 3s. There are no guidelines for their housing and care.
  • Fertile – The eggs were laid by hens who come into contact with roosters, which generally means they weren’t caged.
  • United Egg Producers Certified – This is a voluntary program that most egg farmers comply with. It permits cruel and inhumane practices. The hens are given 67 square inches of space each, which isn’t enough for them to perform their natural behaviors (stretching their wings, walking, etc.). They are allowed to debeak the hens, but forced molting through starvation isn’t allowed. Compliance is verified through 3rd party auditing.

Snow in Brooklyn

We had a couple of inches of snow yesterday with some freezing rain. New York City is beautiful and magical for about the first hour after a snow. Then the streets turn to gray slush, with sub-zero salt water lagoons at every corner. My back garden, however, still looks pretty. 

When I went out to feed the chickens this morning, there were little bird and squirrel footprints all across the snow.

No Christmas Gifts This Year

 

© Frank Jania. All rights reserved.

© Frank Jania. All rights reserved.

On NPR I heard about a website called No Christmas Gifts This Year. The idea is that on average Americans are planning to spend $431 on Christmas gifts, that they probably can’t afford. This is down from last year’s figure of $859. (According to the American Research Group)

 

You can send a note to a friend or family member requesting that you spend time together instead of exchanging gifts. It’s a nice way to take the Grinch-y-ness away from the idea of a year with fewer gifts. 

Take a peek at the site and send it to some friends. Less wrapping paper, packaging and junk that will eventually get tossed in the landfills sounds like a good Christmas present for the earth!

Christmas Sights

Lest you think that I spend all of my time in the country, I thought I would post some photos from my hometown of New York City. The other day we picked Lindsay up from school and went to see some of the beautiful Christmas decorations that New York does so well. Our first stop was Lord & Taylor to see the window displays. They were sweet and magical with amazing detail. The photo below shows Clara and the Nutcracker watching a sugar plum fairy dancing. Lindsay was mesmerized.

After that, we went to Rockefeller Center. The normal hordes of people stayed away (somewhat) because of a light drizzle. It was warm, so a little rain didn’t spoil the fun for us. It actually made it possible to get right up to the ice skating rink and see the skaters. We then went to Teuscher Chocolates and got some delicious and very pricey chocolate. But hey a tradition is a tradition. I think next year we might investigate Maison du Chocolat and see how they stack up. We peeked at the windows of Saks 5th Avenue, but they didn’t hold a candle to the ones at Lord and Taylor.

Our very last stop was to grab a bite to eat at Prime Burger. I read about it in NY Magazine’s listing of places to eat around Rockefeller Center. Besides having regular tables, they had funny little pull in desktops. The food was typical diner food with the dial reading high on the grease-o-meter, but Lindsay loved it there. A happy kid at the end of the night is all I could ask for as we contentedly rode the subway back home.

Save a tree

If you are being inundated with holiday catalogs like I am, there is something you can do to reduce the amount you receive. There’s a great website called Catalog Choice that makes it very easy to reduce the number of catalogs you receive. Just click on their site, log in and then select the catalogs that you receive that you no longer want sent to you. You might receive a few more catalogs from the ones you’ve declined because the companies print out several mailing’s worth of catalogs at a time. But, I’ve noticed that the amount of catalogs I receive has been greatly reduced.

School Lunch

 

© John Murden

© John Murden

This photo is pretty much what a school lunch in New York City public schools looks like. Complete with styrofoam tray. An estimated number of 1.2 million schoolchildren in New York’s 1400 public schools eat their lunches using those trays. Some children bring their lunches, of course, but others also get breakfast at school on those trays. So that means that probably a million styrofoam trays are tossed into landfills each school day. It’s horrifying to keep going with the math  on that one.

I did see a shining beacon of hope that change might come to the schools. I toured The Brooklyn New School yesterday. It’s a magnet school started by some hippie parents in the 80s. Besides all of the hands-on programs they offer the students, they also organize a CSA (community supported agriculture) and they compost the student’s lunches. Yes, you heard that correctly. The students sort their food into compostable and non-compostable food. They have a big compost bin that generates a lot of heat, and they use the soil. I think they said that they have reduced the food waste by 80%. Isn’t that amazing??? Very inspiring. I’m not sure Lindsay will go to that school, but if she doesn’t, I think I will try and use their model to start a composting program at her school.

The moon tonight

 

 

The moon with Jupiter and Venus nearby

The moon with Jupiter and Venus nearby

 

 

It’s rare that many objects in the night sky outshine the bright city lights here in NYC. The three brightest objects in the sky have moved close to one another. That would be the moon, Jupiter and Venus. Run outside and take a peek because they won’t be this close until November 18, 2052!

Mushroom Hunting In France

So I know that this blog is supposed to be all about all things urban, and it hasn’t been lately. I went to France with my sister to visit my father. He’s not well, so he spent a lot of time sleeping. During his afternoon naps, my sister and I went out on photo safaris. And just for the record…although I live in one of the biggest cities, I am a nature lover. We go up to the Berkshires to visit my husband’s family and I soak in as much nature as I can while I’m there. 

So while my father was resting and the relentless French hunters were in the woods shooting, my sister and I walked in the woods (wearing bright colors thank you very much) and took photos. We were absolutely amazed at the diversity of mushrooms. 

We ran into a man who was mushroom hunting. He was an elegant older gentleman with a white handlebar mustache. I couldn’t have made up a more perfect French mushroom hunter if I tried. Okay, I guess I would have given him a basket instead of a plastic shopping bag, but I doubt I would have thought of the mustache. I spoke with him in my halting French and asked him what he was looking for. He had two different types of mushrooms that we never did see ourselves. One was a charcoal gray mushroom and one was called sanguine, or something like that with blood (sang) at the beginning of the word. That was very descriptive, because where the mushroom was broken, red liquid seeped out of it. It left very believable blood drops on the sides of his bag.

Below are a few of the mushrooms we saw. The tiny yellow ones that look like the ends of a pencil eraser are called bird’s nests. When the spores are ready the tops come off and you see tiny little puff balls inside the nest that resemble eggs. Absolutely tiny and amazing!