Happy May day!
And while we're frolicking, here in coats and gloves, let's remember it's also the Feast of St. Joseph the worker, celebrating the trades and all other workers.
And remember the personal cost to the pickers of our food
Each bin holds about half a ton. They split $30 payment. For hand picking half a ton of fruit.
When we complain about the price of food, we remember what the workers earn. Machines can't pick citrus and stone fruit without damaging it. Owners and middlemen take a much bigger cut of the eventual retail price. United Farm Workers Union working to protect their workers.
Spoken as the proud daughter and mother of union members, as well as a past personal member.
Currently registering support of Jorts the Cat, and his symbolism in the current resurgence of the trade union movement. You don't know Jorts? He has a Wikipedia entry. Check him out! It's his birthday.
Meanwhile closer to home, my frugal heart was happy to score a patio chair at the dumpster, thus continuing a long personal tradition of never buying outdoor furniture.
Perfectly good pieces to be found at the beginning of the season. Sometimes I swap out current found pieces for new finds. I currently have three chairs, one a poolside lounger and the two you see here. All found at dumpsters. I'm still using a crate for a side table, until I find a good replacement.
All we need now is warmer weather.
Happy day everyone!
And look for the union label!
