Our Subsistence Pattern: Jasper Hall

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Jasper Hall

Life on a 42 acre, organic, permaculture inspired eden in Cooper’s Creek Valley, Australia.

(This one's for you Heiko)

http://jasper-hall.com/index.php

23 comments:

cathy@home said...: Really interesting video; November 15, 2011 at 11:09 AM
granny said...: We travel through that area (not far from us) when we go to visit Pa's mum and dad.It is just beautiful!
Imagine how much food you could grow in our wonderful sub-tropical climate Mr H ! :0); November 15, 2011 at 1:07 PM
Buttons Thoughts said...: Oh Mr H I have so much trouble playing videos but as soon as I get to the library I will play this.
I want to thank you for your great quotes on my comments, you must read as much as I. Always a pleasure to read. B; November 15, 2011 at 3:48 PM
TheBlakkDuchess said...: Thank you so very much for sharing this. This has been my dream for many years, and now I see that it is reality as well. Seeing people & places like Jasper Hall give me hope & warm my heart. ^-^

Hope you are well & staying warm.

XOXO; November 15, 2011 at 9:03 PM
Mr. H. said...: Cathy - It is and I thought it was pretty amazing what they have accomplished in such a short period of time.

Granny - It does look beautiful, wish I was there right now as it is only 15°F (-9°c) out this morning...brr.

Buttons - Sometimes I can't play the ones I post on my own blog either as outr connection speed seems to come and go. I do love to read but my stack of books is growing faster than I can get to them of late.:)

TheBlakkDuchess - So glad you enjoyed the video, what way to live...truly the epitome of a self-sustaining exsistence.; November 16, 2011 at 5:55 AM
Mountain Walker said...: Very inspiring! The climate definitely looks sub-tropical so it’s interesting to note that many of the adults being filmed were wearing stocking hats and what looked like long sleeved wool sweaters. I was in highlands of New Guinea for several months many years ago, and it did seem chilly in the very early mornings. But other than that, the temperatures were very comfortable. Interesting.; November 16, 2011 at 10:34 AM
Mr. H. said...: Elizabeth - I was wondering about their attire as well...but hey, anything above our temperatures sound sgood right now doesn't it. New Guinea, wow, bet that was a fascinating experience.

I recently watched a nice little video
on food in the highlands of New Guinea while researching how to grow sweet potatoes.; November 17, 2011 at 6:24 AM
Frustrated Farmer Rick said...: Thanks for sharing. I hope this eventually takes root here in the states. I get tired of all the videos with bananas and citrus. I sort of long for a video with walnut and apple guilds. I have found a few of those but it just doesn't seem as awesome in the temperate model.; November 17, 2011 at 7:35 PM
Mountain Walker said...: Yup, PNG was wonderful....it seemed to be fresh out of the stone age back in the 80's. I would love to go back before I get too old....thought I'd have made a return trip before now. With the world changing so fast at present, I'm not sure I'll get the chance.; November 17, 2011 at 8:40 PM
WeekendFarmer said...: Wow...impressive! I wish he was my neighbor...so I could borrow some of his tools : )

What a life! Thanks for sharing.; November 18, 2011 at 12:44 AM
Mr. H. said...: Rick - Me too, I guess that it is a lot faster to create such a place in a warm climate where everything can grow twice as fast. As I sit here staring out the window at all the snow I wish I was over there right now...just for a day or two.:)

Elizabeth - I hope you do get to go back someday, looks like such a beautiful place.

WeekendFarmer - That was quite the tool shed now wasn't it. But yes, what a grand life they have created for themselves over there.; November 18, 2011 at 5:51 AM
Bev said...: I finally got around to watching this. If I was 20, I would be on a plane to Australia right now. That's not in the cards now, but inspiring nonetheless!; November 20, 2011 at 5:13 PM
Unknown said...: What a wonderful place to LIVE!; November 21, 2011 at 12:34 PM
kitsapFG said...: I had to break this up into two viewing sessions due to time constraints but it was well worth it. Very inspiring and encouraging. Makes me yearn for more property though. :D; November 21, 2011 at 7:15 PM
Mr. H. said...: Bev - Me too, what a grand experience that would be.

Tanya - It sure looks that way...and it's warmer there.:)

Laura - That's the hard part isn't it, wanting more space to grow the things we love.; November 22, 2011 at 4:49 AM
WeekendFarmer said...: Have you ever had a situation where your garlic sprouted in the Fall rather than in the Spring. Happened to me! Any thoughts? I am thinking to just cover them with hay. Otherwise the snow will kill it all.; November 22, 2011 at 10:57 AM
Malay-Kadazan girl said...: Watching this video, make me wish I finish my study sooner, finish my contract with my sponsors and finally have the chance to settle in perhaps Borneo island;-). Still a long way to go for me.; November 23, 2011 at 4:34 AM
Mr. H. said...: WeekendFarmer - That is normal, and happens quite often to us when the weather stays warmer longer than normal, usually the snow does not damage the new shoots but covering them with hay will help to insulate them.
Here is that same question posed to an organic gardening site - http://organicgardening.about.com/b/2009/11/21/reader-question-fall-planted-garlic-is-sprouting.htm; November 23, 2011 at 5:10 AM
Mr. H. said...: Malay kadazan girl - Wow, Borneo, now that would really be an amazing place to live. Don't worry, you will get there.:); November 23, 2011 at 5:12 AM
Ohiofarmgirl said...: hey Happy Thanksgiving! hope you have a great day - have lots of pie
:-)
-ofg; November 24, 2011 at 5:09 AM
Mr. H. said...: Ohio - Happy Thanksgiving. Don't give the little pup too many table scraps.:); November 24, 2011 at 5:27 AM
Buttons Thoughts said...: Happy Thanksgiving Mr and Mrs. H and family. Enjoy the day. B; November 24, 2011 at 8:47 AM
Mr. H. said...: Buttons - I keep forgetting that you are in Canada and already celebrated Thanksgiving...but happy Thanksgiving to you anyway.:); November 25, 2011 at 5:04 AM

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Even while I dreamed I prayed that what I saw was only fear and no foretelling, for I saw the last known landscape destroyed for the sake of the objective, the soil bludgeoned, the rock blasted. Those who had wanted to go home would never get there now.

I visited the offices where for the sake of the objective the planners planned at blank desks set in rows. I visited the loud factories where the machines were made that would drive ever forward toward the objective. I saw the forest reduced to stumps and gullies; I saw the poisoned river, the mountain cast into the valley; I came to the city that nobody recognized because it looked like every other city. I saw the passages worn by the unnumbered footfalls of those whose eyes were fixed upon the objective.

Their passing had obliterated the graves and the monuments of those who had died in pursuit of the objective and who had long ago forever been forgotten, according to the inevitable rule that those who have forgotten forget that they have forgotten. Men, women, and children now pursued the objective as if nobody ever had pursued it before.

The races and the sexes now intermingled perfectly in pursuit of the objective. The once-enslaved, the once-oppressed were now free to sell themselves to the highest bidder and to enter the best paying prisonsin pursuit of the objective, which was the destruction of all enemies, which was the destruction of all obstacles, which was the destruction of all objects, which was to clear the way to victory, which was to clear the way to promotion, to salvation, to progress, to the completed sale, to the signature on the contract, which was to clear the way to self-realization, to self-creation, from which nobody who ever wanted to go homewould ever get there now, for every remembered place had been displaced; the signposts had been bent to the ground and covered over.

Every place had been displaced, every love unloved, every vow unsworn, every word unmeant to make way for the passage of the crowd of the individuated, the autonomous, the self-actuated, the homeless with their many eyes opened toward the objective which they did not yet perceive in the far distance, having never known where they were going, having never known where they came from.

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Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Jasper Hall

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