Lessons in Relinquishing Control
I spend a lot of time debating the pros and cons of various forms of design. I started the chickens out inside an electric fence. They had around a 1200 square foot area to roam, but before long, they were getting out to explore the greater area. Of course I had the urge to protect them at all costs. I kept putting them back in the fence. When we were in the city, it was appropriate and safe to confine them due to roaming dogs, cars and to just generally prevent them to wrecking someone else’s property. Here they have several acres to roam and lots of overhead cover from the hawks. So I took the fence down, deciding instead to fence in my garden and let the birds do their thing freely. This time around we have a rooster and he does a remarkable job of staying alert, protecting and communicating with the hens. So in exchange for being willing to relinquish a bit of control, I get the joy of seeing the birds explore field and forest. They have a routine and a route and today they discovered that hanging around the human while he sifts topsoil results in snacks galore. They’re consistent about returning to the coop at dusk and so far no one is hiding their eggs in random locations. By my nature, I can be a control freak and worrier. These six birds are teaching me the concepts of patience, trust and faith.
Greening the Wintertime
It’s the dead of winter and I can’t stand not growing something that’s edible. Since this winter has us in a holding pattern (building a house, staying in a temporary shelter, waiting on placement of utilities before I can plan gardens) I’m a little limited in my abilities to develop food producing infrastructure. Enter microgreens. Amazon had these trays for around $16 each and while you could probably make them from stuff you already had around, I decided just to get two of them for the sake of ease. For the best results, use sprouting or microgreen specific seeds. This could be mung bean, alfalfa, clover, peas or similar types of seeds. I used a mix of the above. Some of the seeds are rather small so I spread them out on a window screen on top of the slotted tray. After soaking for a day, I rinsed them, spread…
End of Year Review
For many of us, 2020 has been a year of disruption, interruption, change and concern. I’ve weathered it fairly well, though I’m ending the year quite differently than usual. We decided to sell our beloved urban homestead in order to re-establish ourselves on family land. We were able to eliminate our debt and purchase for cash a modest outbuilding and a handbuilt cabin that will be powered via a solar system. On this family land, I have the opportunity to help restore several acres that have gradually become covered by thick undergrowth since there have been no grazing animals on it since the late 90s. I’ll be putting permacultural and silvopasture techniques to the test over the next couple of years. I’m just beginning to deal with the grief involved in leaving a place that I had lovingly cultivated and encouraged for 13 years. Especially since we’re in a bit…
Straw Bale Gardening Report
Straw bale gardening seems to be enjoying its moment in the sun. I had a chance to acquire 11 bales for a fair price so in Spring 2020, I put them to work in the auxiliary garden area. For the gardener who is limited on space, especially if they don’t have time to build raised beds or amend their existing soil, bales could act as a gap filling measure. Position the bales where there’s adequate sun and good drainage. Place them on the narrow side where the straw is curved around. You should be able to see the cut ends facing upwards. The general idea is that the gardener introduces a fertilizer into the bales (I used blood meal supplemented with old chicken bedding) which begins the decomposition process. As the bales begin to break down, introduce your started plants or if the timing is appropriate, start from…
When Water Finds a Way
Water finds a way. Especially in an urban environment with excessive runoff from paved areas and poor grading, water finds a way into the least preferred places, like in a crawlspace. Not long after we purchased our urban lot, we experienced heavy, enduring rain. Something to the tune of 4 inches in 24 hours and somewhere on an old phone of mine, there’s a photo of water in my backyard deep enough to launch a canoe in. That wasn’t a good day. It turned out that our yard sat in a bowl, with the water from several households coming our way. Looking back, I wish I’d noticed that sooner. Over time, by mulching and building up the soil, we had improvement but it still wasn’t a solution. Eventually I just decided to dig a pond. So for about ½ of the winter here and well…
The Progress Problem
Over the last four years, I have observed that many of my friends, family and associates have become increasingly distressed and disheartened with the path that our world is following. It’s been going on much longer but I began paying more attention circa 2016. I should add that this problem is beyond the American scope, though all of my experience is as an American. The problem is progress and the fact that’s becoming increasingly clear to many people that it just isn’t happening anymore. Or if it is, it’s only happening for certain people in certain classes. Let’s break down the concept for a moment. Belief in progress, from a western perspective, might as well be considered a religion. Through the lens of our leaders and mass media, we should believe, above all else, that things should always be getting better. Any other path is unfathomable. For a few years,…
The Basics of Quail Keeping
Keeping quail is an ideal method for urban meat raising but it’s not without its learning curve. Here’s how my experience went: I sourced fertilized eggs from a small supplier via a Cotournix quail Facebook group. They were shipped quickly and safely and I’ll order from them again when I’m ready to do the next hatch. Expect to pay around $30 for 3 dozen eggs. Prices will vary though, especially for breeders who specialize in rare or unusual breeds. Most importantly: have all of your infrastructure ready to go. Before I even bought eggs, I had an incubator, brooder box and cage with all accessories and food on hand. As well, buy a decent incubator. I built a DIY system and even though I was home quite a bit to check on temps and rotate eggs, I found it very difficult to keep an even temperature (around 99…
The Summer of the Sweaty Hustle
Well, I can’t speak for ya’ll, but this year hasn’t gone the way I thought it would. And I’m 100% okay with that. When it became clear or society was wrestling with, well, everything, I refused to let myself become one of those people sitting around, sharing memes, complaining on social media and wondering what the hell happened. See, I believe the universe is indifferent and that the energy you put into the world is exactly the energy you receive in return. I have a few key principles I abide by, foremost is that I am responsible for myself and only myself. There’s so passing the buck, no excuses and if I fail or screw something up, that’s due to my own shortcomings or inexperience. When the location of my 9 to 5 job closed in March (temporarily we were advised, but with no way of knowing for certain) I…
Growing in 2020
Frequently, I ponder the concept of community, how it’s built, how it’s maintained and what gives it life. I’ve always kept my personal circle small. My wife and I are a team and a pretty effective one as well. My parents are fantastic people, supportive, knowledgeable and dependable. I have solid neighbors, several of whom I’ve built a closer relationship with since the pandemic caused all kinds of shifts in our routine and outlook. But for the last several years, I’ve been searching for something in particular. I wanted to be part of a network of people who focused on the concepts of personal responsibility, personal liberty and effective communication. In addition, I was interested in folks who burned with the desire and ability to get stuff done. I knew this kind of search couldn’t be forced and would need to evolve organically. One of my personal tenets is to…
Fear is the Path To…
I write the following with love, compassion and concern for all of us: Living will always be dangerous – every day we risk illness, injury, pain and heartbreak. Despite that we should make our decisions from a place of confidence and knowledge. We need to understand that we’re all vulnerable to manipulation and that it’s constant work to overcome it. Overcoming fear builds strength and it’s true: Strong people are harder to kill. Growing up I was largely influenced by my grandmother, who, rest her soul, was a level 10 worrier. While she was certainly an upbeat and positive person, she always seemed to experience low level, chronic anxiousness and fretfulnes Whether this is an genetic inheritance of mine or simply social exposure is unclear, but I’ve always battled a case of The Worry. I was a serious, bookish and contemplative child. I developed an internal monologue that led me…