Going Bananas

I love food.


What I don’t love is the cost associated with it.

I don’t mean the actual price you pay, though that can be outrageous too…


I’m talking about the environmental cost of transporting our food from our farms to our plates, not to mention the processing plants in between.

Then there’s the whole, pesticideswillkillmewhattheheckisinyourfertilizer debacle, so of course we’re headed for the organic section.


But that happens to cost more than my five minimum wage college jobs can afford. (Which brings us to the monetary price issue all over again.)


So what I really need is locally grown organic food that I can pick up by bicycle on a regular basis that grows in season and provides for all of my nutritional needs (macros, minerals, nutrients, the works) where the farmers and farm hands are fairly paid and not exposed to chemicals that will damage their health and future and don’t have to pay crazy prices just to get the fancy “organic label” but also I want that label because pesticides are bad *gasps for air* is that a GMO seed because I don’t like those and could you make this affordable to people working for minimum wage and what about the fact that it’s the middle of winter and I’m sick of root vegetables how are you growing your tomatoes now what is the electricity bill for that and is your greenhouse using renewable energy and compost and water cycling and and and and and and


Eating just got so freaking complicated.



Then there’s this whole issue (I was going to rant about it but I love him and his accent is oh so perfect, so I’ll let him do it for me, lucky you!)


So no of course I’m feeling guilty about everything I have ever and will ever consume and I really just want one of those mallow pumpkins right now even though it contains pretty much everything I just said I’m against.


(Admit it, you want one too.)

And then I realize I really need to get my life together.


And if a baby in a tux thinks so too, then it must be true.


(*Audience groans*)

I’ve been eating vegetarian breakfast and lunch and vegan dinners and balancing (or trying really gosh darn hard) to balance my protein with my fruits and veggies and carbs so that has to count for something right?!

AKA I’m overwhelmed HELP

So I took a deep breath (Read: Went for a long run and then did some yoga, which did technically require deep breathing so it wasn’t a total lie.) and decided I’d start small.

  1. Our bananas here are from Cobana, a company that grows in Ecuador, Colombia and Central America (it doesn’t specify where specifically), and then sends the bananas to Germany for ripening. AND THEN they’re sent to Iceland for purchase. It was bad enough that they were grown so far away to begin with, but that they then had to be shipped somewhere else for ripening?! That means my banana has traveled around 8000 miles to get from the banana tree to my breakfast bowl.THAT’S SO MUCH CARBON BEING RELEASED INTO THE ATMOSPHERE JUST SO I CAN EAT A BANANA. And it hardly sounds efficient. I will not be eating bananas this week.
  2. Our bread, while made here from amazing ingredients that produce a delectable product, will also be off my dining menu for the week. Why? Back home I eat almost no bread. It doesn’t fill me up, and I don’t crave it (normally…because I do love to bake it from scratch and enjoy a warm piece of homemade sourdough with butter every once in a cold winter while). So why have I been having toast when I’m hungry instead of yogurt? Good question. I don’t know. Ease of access? (Wow, the fridge vs. the counter, eaten with my hands vs. in a reusable glass jar with a spoon, I now sound really lazy.) No bread this week. (Please don’t mistake that for no carbs, I don’t practice a no carb diet, and am not advocating for it here. I’m just saying mind your hunger pains and eat foods that will really fill you. I just had pasta with veggies for dinner and it was delicious and my tummy is full and happy. But I didn’t eat bread on the side.)

Okay so now that I’ve calmed my own mental storm, it’s time for seven million cups of tea, my fuzzy socks and I to curl up with The Omnivore’s Dilemma by Michael Pollan so that I can learn about more things to rant about for you!!!


Anyone want to go bananas by not eating bananas with me?


Love and hugs from across the ocean❤

(Also really missing apple season right now, the ones here…yeah, let’s not talk about it.)


Live, laugh, love, bake,

Marley and Tea


P.S. Always give in to your wanderlust.





Lace up your Running Shoes

Some days I feel powerless.

I am one of 7,459,113,015 (as of the exact second I looked at the world population counter).

At 5’8″ and 20 years old it’s hard to imagine how I can change the world.

(But darn it all I want to!)

And then I think about Dumbledore.


And I remember that I AM REALLY FREAKING LOUD.


So at some point people are bound to listen, right?

I mean, you’re all here, so that’s a gosh darn good start.

(Hint hint wink wink nudge nudge: There’s a share button on Facebook.)


So why have I got my knickers in a twist?



Well, we were watching this documentary called “Racing Extinction,” and it made me feel like maybe I should forgo sleeping this evening in order to start a  mass media campaign to change how people treat the planet.

And then I remembered that I promised to call my parents at 6:30, so for now I’ll just stick with a blog post (Which is going to go viral, right?).



While every second of the movie hit home, there were three things that really stuck with me:

  1. If you’re going to take away a villages livelihood (ex: Banning fishing of manta rays, shark, etc.) you have to provide them with an alternative source of income (ex: Tourism-Boat tours to see manta rays in their natural habitat). Otherwise, they won’t change, because feeding their families isn’t optional.
  2. Capitalize on what’s popular. Leilani Munter I love Leilani. When asked why she doesn’t race a bike instead of a car she explains that her driver’s seat gives her an audience in the millions. Instead of accepting fossil fuels and going with the industry’s status quo, she makes up her own rules and changes the way people think in the process.
  3. The film ends optimistically. It tells us all to find our passion, and live it to the fullest. By working in the field that we love the most, and turning it green, we have the potential to make the most impact.

When I decided against culinary school, many assumed that I had decided against the food industry as a whole.

I haven’t.

I’ve just decided to approach it from a different direction. With economics, I can convince you that the locally grown, sustainably harvested organic meal that costs a bit more is actually a far better decision than the McDonalds burger you had your eye on. And, where cost is the problem, I can implement programs to create a vegetable oasis in an otherwise food desert. Just check out all the good Capital Roots is doing in good ‘ole Albs.

My professor at Solheimar asked me to write down my Vision Statement (IN ONLY ONE PAGE) using the following questions as prompts:

What motivates you as a learner of sustainability?


How have you grown this semester as a person, community member, and a more sustainable ecological citizen?

No big deal. I can definitely fit my entire life’s motivation and drive into approximately 500 hundred words.



Mostly, I feel a lot like this kid:

(Many thanks to my glorious friend Rachel for introducing me to this beautiful soul!)

But as his mother says, fighting probably isn’t the best option.

So here are my fighting words:

When we stepped off the plane in Addis Ababa, we were bombarded by children begging for food. At eight years old I was shocked; how could such sadness exist in my world of sandboxes and story-time? And how could the little boy I had already begun calling my brother, even though we had yet to meet, live in a country where food was apparently a luxury?

Twelve years later, I now understand that this is not only an issue of inequality and injustice, but an exposure of the unsustainable nature of the world we live in. How can I have two grocery stores and two convenience stores within a two mile radius of my university, when so many grow up hungry? In what world is that okay?


Not in mine. Not anymore.


As of right now I don’t have the knowledge or tools to save the world, and I certainly can’t do it alone. By expanding my horizons, learning more, and meeting new people with a passion for the planet, I can be a part of a change. A change that will push for equality over excess, and community over consumption.

When I find myself lost, or lacking the motivation to keep moving forward I think back to those first moments in Ethiopia when my entire concept of the world was challenged. The world may have changed in my eyes that day but it did not fall apart because as I learn the steps that must be taken, I also am taught how to live this new knowledge. And that is all the motivation I need to take action.

I have spent this first part of the semester questioning everything I know to be true. It is hard for me to wrap my head around all of the aspects of the world that need working on, and to see how they could somehow come together to form a better place.

It’s frustrating, and hard.

But, I love every second of questioning and every moment of this journey has told us that we can, must, and will change.

As a person I have been reminded that my humanity does not make me superior. While the world today has a tendency to be anthropocentric, being at Solheimar feels a bit like being hit on the head by Rafiki.

A much needed nudge to reconsider the world, because the trees have just as much of a right to live and breath as I do, and I would do well to consider them in my decision making. Similarly, as a community member I remember that there is a force so much greater than myself alone, because we’re much stronger together than we ever could dream of being apart. There is strength in numbers, and if a community of 100 can make a change, imagine what a world of 7.4 billion (and counting) could do.

As an ecological citizen striving daily towards a more sustainable lifestyle, this semester has reminded me of the positivity in possibility. It is easy to get swamped by the numbers of impending doom, but paralyzation gets us nowhere, we need to move forward and fast. I’m not sprinting yet, but this semester has set me off at a fast walk, with time left to pick up speed.

So who’s with me?


Hugs from a planet that needs saving❤ (And as the Cheetah Girls say, “Together we can!”).



(The brothers can stand with us too. The Cheetah Girls just all happen to be…well…girls.)


Live, laugh, love, bake,

Marley and Me

P.S. Always give in to your wanderlust.

Can I get a definition please?

If you haven’t been weightlifting lately you may want to go work out first, because this is about to get heavy.


Except right now  I do actually have a serious blog post for you (please don’t hate me).



As a group our professor asked us to come up with definitions for “sustainability” and “eco-village,” because apparently we’re actually supposed to think while we’re here.


(If you can’t find yours I suggest you go to your nearest animal shelter and adopt one.)

So here goes nothing:



Sustainability is an intentional movement that challenges us to respect people, nature, and ourselves. It begins with self-consciousness of our impact on the environment around us. This requires a personal assessment of  our needs versus wants in relation to how we treat the environment. Today we focus on our personal gain as we strive for ceaseless economic growth without regards to environmental cost. Due to our constant consumption we have lost sight of the intrinsic value of nature. To regain the insight we are missing, there must be a reconnection made between ourselves and the Earth. Seeing the two as interconnected will create a balance in the world moving forward.

This loss of connection is not only with the plants and animals, but with people as well. We need to become active participants who work with nature instead of making nature work for us without regard to how nature has been degraded in the process. It involves the well-being of all living creatures, therefore it asks for a focus on both environmental and social justice. By tying these two concepts together we make a change from an individualistic world to a cohesive community. When we are present our awareness for nature grows, and thus we see how we impact the world around us.

Sustainability is a complex problem and requires creative solutions because the means to the ends matter, this process is not just for us, the solutions need to be able to last and make an impact for the next seven generations. Due to the intricate nature of sustainability, clear communication will be vital to ensure that ideas become actions as they spread. We need to understand that the lifestyle we are accustomed to will change as a push for sustainability incorporates self-sacrifice.

In our day to day lives we are blind to these connections in the world around us. By shifting our thinking from wastefulness to conservation we will create a sustainable infrastructure in the world around us.


The main idea of an ecovillage is to create an environment in which all members are advocates for nature by creating community with one another. Communication and acceptance for all morals and ideas are essential to carry out sustainable projects. Everyone has to contribute to the overarching well-being of the community as a whole.

These actions include: strong communications skills, helping with neighborhood chores, and striving for an eco-friendly village. The goal of an ecovillage is to promote progress, but not necessarily growth in the current traditional economic, social, and cultural sense.

An ecovillage is striving to integrate old-style communal values that do not depend on the modern day social construct. We need to get back to codependence, the idea of receiving and sharing. This allows for the implementation of a gift-circle where we can help meet the needs of others, moving away from self-centeredness towards symbiosis. This will, in theory, create a ripple effect that will transition us from eco-conscious to eco-active. In doing so, we have the opportunity to teach others and share our skills.

To run effectively this will require some form of organization and leadership as eco-villages encompass economic, social, cultural, and ecological measures of life. While eco-villages do have a lot of procedural rules, they also focus on creativity and building a community of understanding and respect for new ideas and views. We must open their minds to new perspectives and ways of living as residence in an eco-village asks for a certain amount of adaptability and compromise. We need to strive to have the ability to provide for ourselves by growing our nutritional needs and living off of the public grid. Not only does this involve action, but also education for members and the larger human community as a whole.

Living within the village provides for a support structure and a broader sense of family. If we could get this lifestyle to spread, it would have the potential to create a sustainable world.


Tomorrow we can talk about some more heavy stuff! YAY!

But right now my brain needs to think some things about saving the planet and my life direction and all those normal Thursday evening conundrums.



Hugs from across the ocean❤


Live, laugh, love, bake,
Marley and Tea

P.S. Always give in to your wanderlust.


Where can I return adulthood?


Today’s blog post is a wee bit different in nature (at least for me).


Besides this lovely blog you are not reading, I am also part of a blog through CELL that networks to a whole bunch of people who expect me to be professional and intellectual and blah blah blah


(Just kidding, they actually encourage creativity and expression, except they politely request we write in a more formal manner…oh academia, where is your sense of humor??!)


So, as I wrote a post WITHOUT SARCASM and almost died.


To bring myself back to life I’m spicing it up here.


Though, I do suggest you take a peek at the beautiful things my friends here have to say about this glorious adventure🙂 they’re a wonderful bunch of beautiful souls and smartie pants. Check out their amazingness here!

And now we begin…

Many of life’s most important lessons are learned in childhood.

What I learned:

  1. Izzy is the queen of the world and always will be.IMG_8405.JPG
  2. Old phone booths are actually super hero changing stations in disguise, hence why they kept them all. Only this one had the guts to tell the public the truth. IMG_0782.JPG                                                   WHERE ART THOU BATMAN?!IMG_0916.JPG Ahh busy being Anchorman, got it!
  3. You actually lose teeth to create a special straw-holding spot, not to grow in grown-up teeth (those just grow in by mistake).IMG_1785.jpg(PSSST that’s my best friend, EVERYONE SAY HI  TO LUBA, *everyone responds* “HI LUBA” good job.)
  4. Santa is real. DON’T EVEN START THAT DEBATE WITH ME. the-four-stages-of-life-santa-claus-funny
  5.                                         These rules applied at almost all times. Unless you had to pee.childhood-memories_o_131847

That pretty much sums it up.






Anywho, what we learn is often hidden in the pages of children’s books. You see you think you’re reading them (or forcing your parents to read you “just one more”) to get away with staying up later. When actually you’re being fed life lessons whose meanings you won’t fully grasp for years to come.


I see what you did there.

Take The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle: A food filled adventure that describes the transformation from caterpillar to butterfly.



The lesson (as I chose to interpret it today in an ecovillage trying to convince the world the planet needs saving and we can do it)?

This caterpillar had only its’ legs to get it from one days food to the next, it could not eat where it could not travel. Yet, we humans eat food from places we’ve never been and may never go.

I’m not talking about hopping on a flight to Rome to eat a mouth-watering margherita pizza (or on a flight to Iceland to eat fermented shark *shudders in disgust*), I’m talking about those grapes you had for  a mid-morning snack that were shipped from Chile. Your grapes have a high environmental cost, not just in the gas you used to get from home to the store and back again, and far more than the lights and coolers in the grocery store to keep your grapes looking perfect. Your grapes had to be shipped by boat or by plane to a U.S. port and then driven to your grocery store. That’s a lot of mileage for snack time. And, all this without even considering the pesticides and gas used in the production of the grapes and their plastic bag.


Feeling bad about your produce yet?


You don’t have to.


There’s an easy way to feel better about fueling your body…

Check out your local farmer’s market (cat-calling the produce is prohibited) They grow fruits, veggies, grains, etc. just around the corner, and are often employing organic farming methods. This cuts down on chemicals, pollutants, and travel.


Farmer’s markets offer in-season, local goods that will make your family and the planet far healthier so by eating locally you’re helping save the planet, one grape at a time. And your tastebuds will thank you, those local tomatoes? They taste like a whole different product than the grocery store variety, and pack more of a punch in the vitamin department too.


Afraid this might be too much? Don’t know where to go?



Too bad.



You’re out of excuses.


Using the following website I found nine farmer’s markets within five miles of my university…that’s close enough to walk.



So open your eyes and look.



Hugs from an ocean away❤


Live, laugh, love, bake,

Marley and Me

P.S. Always give in to your wanderlust.


Holy Cannoli Batman

Most people say Holy Cow, which could go one of two ways.


Just like how the pink cows give us strawberry milk!


But I like to mix things up  a little bit with



So why all the alarm on an otherwise calm Sunday afternoon (or morning, depending on your timezone)?

Are you sure you can handle it?


I am not mentally prepared for this in any way.

Mid implies that we are past the beginning and headed for the end!!!

(Logic, it gets me every time.)



(Unless you are the Icelandic government or my momma. In which case, no worries, I promise to come home November 30th.)


So, in the spirit of the reflective (and alarmed) day, I’ve compiled some lists.

(They’re fun I swear.)



Things I love about Iceland

1. It rocks


(I don’t know about you, but personally, I think I’m very funny hahahahahamwahahahaha)

2. The Views (This one is inside a lava tube!)IMG_6812.jpg

3. I spend most of my time outdoors, but when I do have to go inside, it’s to learn how to change the planet, or to drink tea and knit. There is no in-between.


A wall from touring a geothermal plant.


A scarf I was making (And have since finished, go me!)

4. My classroom.IMG_6526.jpg

You didn’t actually believe it was going to be indoors, did you? I mean, we have one of those, but this one is way cooler (figuratively and literally).

5. Whatever the heck these are. They’re alright.😉


From our porch no less.

6. I’m in a community that doesn’t think I’m weird for wanting to save the planet. Though even they find it strange that I put plants in my hair. (I just think the basil smells good.)




And we even cook it, because we’re awesome. (Or we have awesome ingredients, probably that one, but it could be either. OKAY FINE IT’S THE LOCAL ORGANIC VEGGIES SHEESH LET A GIRL DREAM)

8. The animalsIMG_7043.PNG


10. We’re casually trying to change the world. (Or obsessively.)


I guess the people are okay too😉


The little boy in the back lives at the base of the mountain (he has the best playground ever…a whole mountain to adventure upon) and insisted on guiding us up to protect us from the Monster Trolls. Thanks to him we made it up and out alive. But it was a close call.

Things I’m Super Grateful I Brought With Me:

  1. All the warmth. Sweaters on sweaters on sweaters on fleece-lined leggings.


2. All the waterproof things. In case you haven’t heard, it’s wet here.


3. My thermos. When you’re cold, and your tea is still hot, happiness ensues. IMG_6547.jpg

Also S’Well is a really cool company helping people and the planet. So check them out. AND STOP USING PLASTIC WATER BOTTLES.

4. My kindle. Dark cold evenings are perfect for curling up with tea and a book. Currently reading The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest but I’m almost finished😦 thankfully I have The Omnivore’s Dilemma lined up next.

5. My yoga mat. There’s never a bad time to drop and give me zen (hehe instead of ten, you get it?)


What I Wish I had Brought With Me

  1. A normal sized mug. Solheimar has traditional teacup sized mugs. That’s barely enough tea to get me through five minutes.
  2. Pumpkin. I would give anything to make a pumpkin pie now that fall is in full swing. Given, I’m not totally sure how I would have explained to the TSA that yes, I really did need to bring this pumpkin with me. It’s a matter of life or death.
  3. My kitchen aid. Totally unrealistic, but a girl can dream.
  4. This sweater. IMG_3017.JPGIt’s at the perfect state of worn-in to provide top-notch comfort. But it was 100% cotton so I didn’t pack it. I now regret this.
  5. A pair of sandals for walking to and from the pool. There’s nothing like putting socks on wet feet or walking barefoot on gravel.


What I Miss Most Back Home

  1. Buddy (AKA my little brother)I could use a brother-sister ice cream and sushi night right about now.
  2. My puppies (see I put Buddy above this to prove that I swear I do love him more than the dogs, even though he’ll never believe me)IMG_2288.PNGIMG_7125.JPG
  3. My dad’s macaroni and cheese. If you haven’t eaten it you probably haven’t lived.
  4.  New York apples (The one’s here are a sad excuse)IMG_9008.jpgIMG_9009.jpg
  5. Being an RA (Yes, even on Halloween…while we were dressed up as mom and dad…it was a long night)                                                                        IMG_9040.jpg
  6. Fall baking.IMG_9134.jpg
    Parents please note that I will need the fridge stocked with butter, eggs, brown sugar, and milk upon my return. And see to it that we have flour. (Thank you)
  8. My friends back home. They’re kinda the greatest. But if I put pictures of all of them here this post will never end. So just imagine your faces below.
  9. Avocados. And grapes. I don’t know why…I just really want them. Preferably now.IMG_9334.jpg
  10. My parents. (You didn’t think I forgot did you?! You should know by now that it’s important to save the best for last.)IMG_8425.jpgThey’re so freaking cute.

All my love and hugs❤


Live, laugh, love, bake,

Marley and Me

P.S. Always give into your wanderlust, but never forget the place you call home.


A Series of (Un)Fortunate Events

If you had asked me four years ago where I saw myself today, I would have been all kinds of wrong.


You see, I had this mastermind of a plan.

It was simple(y complicated).

Step 1: Apply to culinary school

Step 2: Go to culinary school

Step 3: Get bachelor’s in food service entrepreneurship with a concentration in baking and pastry.

Step 4: Open a bed and breakfast in old Vermont house with a bakery storefront. Line the walls with teapots.

(The fine details between 3 and 4 were still a little fuzzy, but I’m sure it would have been a piece of cake *laughs nervously and uncontrollably*)

See, nothing complicated about it. Only 4 steps!

(Except for the part where I visited a culinary school and they told me not to worry about math, and I was like “HEY WAIT I LIKE NUMBERS DON’T TAKE THEM AWAY FROM ME YOU SUGAR WITCHES AND WIZARDS YOU!”)


And I know you love pie (even if you don’t love pi).


They’re equally awesome, I swear.


Anywho, after the realization that the baking life would be scrumdiddliumptious but would never totally fulfill all of my cravings, I decided to do a last minute change.


This gave me almost no time to visit new colleges.


As you can see, I’ve been a fully functioning human being making on-point decisions since the beginning. 043.jpg

(You’re welcome.)

So with little to no notice I applied to 11 colleges.

And eventually decided that every single one of them was all kinds of wrong.


So back two the drawing board.

4 new applications later (I have a love-hate…but mostly hate…relationship with common app) I chose Elizabethtown.

And then realized that was also all sorts of wrong.

(But I made some of the best friends of my life so thanks for that loves <3)

And miracle of miracles I landed at Siena (also because of a guardian angel named Holly).


And this my friends (you all have no choice in the matter, if you’re here, you’re my friend, try not to look so upset) is how I went from this:


To this:

'Economic Growth' Elephant balancing on top of the world in a circus ring.  Accompanied by a 'fat cat' ring master.

Except I’d really really really like to live in a world that

  1. Isn’t being smooshed by an elephant, because if there is an elephant (and a diabolical cat) larger than Earth…well…we’re all done for.
  2. Doesn’t see economics and the environment as at odds with one another.



Apparently rainbow filled cakes don’t make corporations happy, so since they can’t be convinced with frosting, we’ll have to take a different approach.

So for everyone who’s been asking how exactly I plan on not being a blood thirsty profit driven capitalist, I’ll bust my bottom (My grandparents read this, you didn’t actually think I would swear did you?) to change the business mentality from Environment vs. Economy to the Environmental Economy.

'They're looking for the bottom line.'

Wanna know a secret?


Being driven by the bottom line doesn’t have to be a bad thing (and no, I will never tell you where they train the squirrels).

We currently see business as a parasite on the environment, like a tick sucking the blood from your veins and feeding you lyme disease.


Pretty picture, right?

But we could have the relationship of the Clown Fish and Sea Anemone (MOM, DAD MY 3RD GRADE OBSESSION FINALLY HAS SOME RELEVANCE)



They take care of each other🙂


Don’t you think there’s a reason that economy and ecosystem all start with eco?

(Eco)nomy + (Eco)system = (Eco)friendly


And I just read this amazing book (And you should too!) that explained how we go from here to there.


He calls himself a radical industrialist and a “cold-eyed, entrepreneurial environmentalist” and he wasn’t going to make a change that wouldn’t make him a dollar.

So he came up with a plan. One that made him and saved him more money than his traditional business plan was capable of. As he puts it, a (wo)man “running his[/her] business sustainably removes the limits with which he[/she] has unconsciously shackled himself” (Page 33). Why? Simple, because “business makes a profit to exist, and must surely exist for some higher purpose” (Page 279).

And it does.

I beg, plead, and challenge each and every business that exists, big or small, to take the climb up Mount Sustainability to the summit, a hike that leaves no footprint.


Many doubted his plan. I’m sure that even with his success that many still do. But the short of it is that we have no time to be dragged down by those who doubt, because for those of us who don’t, we have the power to make the change.

I think this poem from an employee of Anderson’s sums it up best:

Tomorrow’s Child
© Glenn Thomas

Without a name; an unseen face
and knowing not your time nor place
Tomorrow’s Child, though yet unborn,
I met you first last Tuesday morn.

A wise friend introduced us two,
and through his sobering point of view
I saw a day that you would see;
a day for you, but not for me

Knowing you has changed my thinking,
for I never had an inkling
That perhaps the things I do
might someday, somehow, threaten you

Tomorrow’s Child, my daughter-son
I’m afraid I’ve just begun
To think of you and of your good,
Though always having known I should.

Begin I will to weigh the cost
of what I squander; what is lost
If ever I forget that you
will someday come to live here too.


The best part?

“‘I have never known an ex-environmentalist. Once you get it, you cannot un-get it.’ The movement is like a rachet: it only moves in one direction. There’s every reason for hope in that observation”  (Page 266).

So for each and every one of us that promises to act, that’s another voice in the movement and another heart of hope.

This is our call to action.

It’s time we answered.



Don’t believe me (/are you as obsessed with Ted Talks as I am)?

Listen to the man himself.



Hugs from a budding entrepreneurial-environmentalist❤

Live, laugh, love, bake,

Marley and Tea

P.S. Always give in to your wanderlust.

Crazy is the New Cool

So there’s this guy.

(Calm down Dad)

His name is Egil.


Such a handsome fellow.


Actually he’s really ugly (not the cute fluffy duck, the guy), but he’s dead and important to Icelanders soooo we’ll lie for their sake.


And he’s a hero from the Icelandic Sagas (really old really big books written on cow skin, also happen to tell of the founding of Iceland, so maybe they’re a little important…maybe).


'Okay, one more saga and then off you go to sleep.'


Some fun facts about Egil:

At age 3 his parents wouldn’t take him to a dinner party because there would be too much drinking and he was hard enough to handle sober.







Yes, children drank watered down wine,




But in Iceland?


I mean if this was a current day three-year old they probably would…but Egil phases no one here…NO ONE.

And it gets worse.

At age 7…


He killed an 11 year old with an axe for beating him at a sports game.


And what did his mother say?


“You’ll be a great viking someday. They’ll give you a boat.”








See these Icelanders, they’ve been convincing us that they’re so sweet and nice and funny with their organic lunch cooking and sweater knitting and coffee break biscuit munching


The pretend to be all knitting…


and cookies…


When really…


They’re evil sheep herders.


Actually they’ve all been super duper awesome and I love it here.

Even though Egil’s Saga is really freaking creepy.

On a funnier note, our history teacher showed us this hilarious stand-up act by an Icelandic comedian.

You must watch it.

For your happiness.

I insist.

(And you should know by now that it’s important to do as I say.)


Hugs from the warm(er) green land called Iceland❤


Live, laugh, love, bake,

Marley and Tea

P.S. Always give in to your wanderlust.