We can’t eat all the berries we have grown this year.
I know, I know, freeze them! We will, but that’s not the point.
The berries are coming from our front yard, which is no longer a lawn but instead is a cornucopia of thirty berry bushes.
Too cool for words!
It began in earnest three years ago. We laid down cardboard, put hay over that, and let nature do its thing. We kept adding cardboard where necessary, added fallen leaves, added more hay, and when we could we started planting the berries.
Three years later we have a harvest fit for a neighborhood of kings . . . and queens.
I hate lawns. I hate mowing lawns. I see no purpose in lawns. I think lawns are stupid.
On the other hand, berries are not stupid, but wise.
A young couple we know just purchased their first home. Pretty exciting news for them, five acres just outside of town, a partially-constructed workshed along with the house and land, plans already being made by this young couple, and it is hard not to be excited for them.
They asked me yesterday if I knew anyone who raised goats.
I love sustainable living and the strong sense of community.
Just so happens our son has a goat farm.
Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding ding!!!!!!!!!
Community! Too cool for words!
I’m exhausted thinking about my to-do list. Why get more tired writing about it now? If you have an urban farm you know what I’m talking about.
LOOKING FOR ADVICE
I don’t mean this as mean so please don’t take it that way. I am actually amused by it. I recently queried why my quail would suddenly stop laying eggs, and within an hour I had fifteen different responses, all from very earnest people, all dead certain that they were correct based on their experiences, all highly-critical of the other opinions.
I personally think the quail stopped laying because it was too hot, but that’s beside the point.
The point is this: one size does not fit all in farming. What works for one person may not work for you, and what I do to solve a problem may not be considered wise by you.
It’s okay! Really! We don’t all have to solve problems the same way. Take a deep breath and relax.
Share information with each other . . . give suggestions when asked for . . . and chill the hell out!
If you raise chickens and quail, you are going to need grit at some point. Grit is used as a way to properly digest food. It goes straight down the bird’s gullet and “mashes” up the food they have eaten. That’s because chickens don’t have teeth, so the food they eat goes into their stomachs as lumps and not digested, chewed food. Grit does the work of teeth.
Many farmers use ground up oyster shells as grit. We use chicken egg shells as a substitute. I put the shells in a plastic bucket, and pound them into little pieces using a splitting maul. You then take those shells and bake them in the oven for about ten minutes or so. Some people don’t even bake them. I’m not sure which approach is correct. Either way, our chickens will eat it, as will the quail.
Yes, chickens eat chicken egg shells. Call it cannibalism if you want, but they love them and the shells are good for them.
I GOTTA GO
Enough of this writing stuff (even though it pays the bills). I’ve got work to do outside now that the heat wave has ended. For one I have to collect eggs. The girls are laying again. J