Katie, from Kitchen Stewardship, has done a great post about the new Dirty Dozen food list. This is a printable list naming the top 12 foods you should try to buy organic.  These fruits and veggies are the ones with the highest pesticide residues at the grocery.

Make your organic purchases really count by using this list.  You can download it at Katie’s.

Further Reading:

The Daily Green: Dirty Dozen and Clean 15

Go to Fight Back Friday for more great info!

Just wanted to say a quick hello. The garden and spring cleaning has been taking up a lot of my time in the last few weeks. I’m expanding my garden (pictures to come) and because of that, I have more to plant and double dig.

The great thing about that is…I’ll have more produce this year than ever before.

We’ve already planted peas, carrots and radishes in pots.  My 4 year old daughter helped me plant them and she is giddy with excitement about seeing her plants come up! It’s adorable.

Talk to you soon!

Are you doing gardening this year?

Coming up tomorrow!

L.Herbert Designs is giving away some great prizes.

More info to come….

He’s alive!

“…I am the resurrection, and the life…”

John 11:25

This is a beautiful poem that I wanted to share with you…

He loved me before I even existed.

Garden of Gethsemane Photo by BBC

He wept in the garden.

He knew all about me and the choices I’d make.

He let the soldiers lead him away.

He knew my heart – my stubbornness, my selfishness, my pride. My sin.

He stood in front of the judge and made no excuses.

He knew I’d be lost forever without Him, that there would be no other way.

The lashed him. They beat him. They pierced his brow with a vicious crown. He let them.

He thought of my hope. My future. My safety.

Maybe he even thought of me as the first heavy nail plunged through his flesh.

He knew my years of rebellion to come. He also knew I’d say…that one thing. Do…that other thing. Think…all those awful things.

As the full weight of his body tore at his wounds, he sill loved me.

He knew that I’d be prone to wander even after knowing Him so well.

As his lungs filled with fluid and he began to drown, he sill hoped for me.

He knew I’d reject Him, that I’d want my own way, that I’d let the world rule me for so long.

He felt the full weight of my sin – my separation from the Father – in those awful final moments on the cross.

His cross.

It should have been my cross.

But no – He loves me too much.

Who can add to this? No one.

Who can take away? None – no one can snatch me from His hand.

How can there be another way? There can not.

Thank you, Lord. Thank you for suffering for me so mightily. Thank you for loving me so thoroughly. Thank you for saving me so perfectly.

Written by Daiquiri from Call Her Blessed

Just 4 more weeks to go.

Can I just say…I need to get a move on.

My biggest struggle: being busy.

I seem to forget about exercising and eating well when my to do list seems a mile long.

One helpful thing…I’m working on double digging my garden.

That should burn some calories!

You should see the biceps I’m getting! Muscle weighs more than fat, right?

Maybe that’s the problem. {wink}

(See more Loosing It posts at Giving Up On Perfect.)