Is there anything sweeter than chick days? They are little and adorable. There is bird song in our home all hours of the day. Gentle, joyous chirping from the closed guest room door. Their personalities begin to emerge. Namaste is sweet and content to stay in my hand. Yoga likes to sit and watch me do yoga. Buttercup is dead set on escape. And Bobbi and Chi Chi (Maryjane named them) are frantic. The unnamed Marans and the owl-like Araucana just follow the crowd.
The grass is growing higher in their chicken yard and a huge pile of old compost waits for their sing song clucking and digging. I can see them in my mind, rolling, gossiping, kicking up dirt in their luxurious dust baths. The sounds of an urban farm are soothing against the traffic. And inside the warm guest room with its red light glow holds little souls new here and joy in every new feather.
According to the Farmer’s Almanac, yesterday and today are the opportune moments to plant root crops. My potatoes aren’t here yet, but plenty of seed packets awaited. Carrots, parsnips, radishes, beets, onions, and cloves of garlic were pressed gently into a half inch ravine of roughed up soil and soft, organic garden soil covered the precious seeds.
The most beautiful invention in all the world might be pelleted seeds. My, how lovely, how easy, to finger each clay pellet holding a single seed and place them precisely one and a half inches apart (give or take a millimeter).
But some of the seeds don’t have such a luxury. Tiny fragments of what will become food threaten to fall out of my hand in great clumps due to my impatience. I have found that later in the season I will never thin plants. I start looking at the great plants all together and wonder in which direction do I start? Which plants are doomed? How long will this take me? And I leave them, only to harvest micro thin carrots and nonexistent beets come fall. So, I must pick my patience. This year, I chose to have the eternally sought over virtue during planting. I listened to a lecture on my headphones and carefully knelt over the ravines. One seed. One-ish inch. One seed. All the way down the rows. And, oh how I rejoiced in this! I am one step closer to inner peace and I will not have to thin plants this year. Placing the seeds one by one in their distinct rows and spacing was not as hard as it seemed.
The yard has been separated into Italy, China, England, Ireland, and the Americas. Ireland is in rainbows with enough room for a mower. It’s all shaping up rather beautifully. This climate! However did this enchanted city escape my search when looking for the perfect place to live and farm?
I never guessed back in 2012 what this would become. I set out to chronicle our adventures in homesteading. To create a template and how-to that we wish we had. We weren’t able to find information on how to farm high altitude, or how to bottle feed a goat, or how to do any of the hundreds of things we did by trial and error on Pumpkin Hollow Farm.
Those years on the homestead were some of the best times of our lives. Re-reading the manuscript was like reading about an old friend. I laughed and recollected. I finished the book with a smile. As if I had read it for the first time.
This book is priceless, I tell you, it has everything a new homesteader could possibly need to get started on their journey. Organic gardening, high altitude farming, canning, dehydrating, root cellaring, freezing produce, back yard chickens, bottle feeding goats, taking care of ducks, candle making, soap making, herbal remedies, recipes, homemade gifts….goodness, the list goes on. The textbook we needed, but in a humorous storytelling method.
I am so excited to see this book in print! It is now available on Amazon in paperback and for Kindle. https://www.amazon.com/dp/152077494X?ref_=pe_870760_150889320
Wishing you many blessings on your homesteading journey. See you ’round the farm!
In this installment of Farmgirl School, you are the teacher! Please respond with your ideas and experiences. We will all greatly appreciate the inspiration!
So, in this crazy idea of mine where we have meandering paths around and through the gardens (on this very flat land), I would like to create some height. I think it would be interesting to create a look of natural hills and curves.
Now, how does a girl that may have spent her gardening budget on seeds create such a thing on the cheap?
Doug’s idea is to outline the “hill” with rocks. Fill center with the discarded branches around here. Fill it with fill dirt (am I bringing that home in my Fiat?) and then organic soil. Seems a good plan. What else can we do?
What say you?