I’m lucky. I live in the country next to a good fishing lake.

This means I have a realistic shot at reaching the top. The top of the “Organic Lifestyle”pyramid, that is. A few years ago, George Siemon, our revered farmer-CEIEIO, created a graphic to help him illustrate his notion that modern people often develop their relationship to organic over time—and that over time their involvement may pass through phases as their understanding and convictions evolve and deepen.

At the base of the pyramid is the barest layer of interaction—purchasing foods or other items that are certified organic. From there one might continue up the pyramid over time to purchase more and more organic goods, then actively learn about organic farming, or reach out and have conversations with organic farmers. Further up, one can dabble in organic gardening, put up their own food and even become an activist in the movement. The coolest phase is at the tippy-top: Grow Your Own, the logical nirvana of anyone’s organic lifestyle.

And that’s where I go every once-in-a-while, sort of (As a semi-recoved junk food junkie, I’m far, FAR from permanent residency at that stratum, though.), because I live in the country near a good fishing lake, AND because I am married to Colette, the hardest-working, best-looking person I know. Take last Saturday, for instance. Colette & I went out for an evening of walleye fishing in our beloved old fishing boat, and caught a couple of dandies. The next night for dinner we (Colette) fried them up and served them with two of the most DE-licious baked Sweet Dumpling squash (from Colette’s garden and bathed in melted OV butter) and canned applesauce from last year’s apples picked in our little orchard.

“YUM!” isn’t nearly adequate to describe the experience. But it’s a good start.



“Catch-your-own” walleye