I’m beginning a blog about my adventures in dirt and those that eat it, those that poop it, those that grow in it, and those that die in it.
My end goal is a successful brood of laying hens, a fertile garden with many good greens, an apple tree, and (someday far, far into the future) milking goats and meat rabbits. (Sorry, Corrine, but Mitch may have to teach me to skin a rabbit.)
I got my extra-large pressure canner for Christmas as well as my mother’s grain grinder and the book The Urban Farm Handbook by Annette Cottrell and Joshua McNichols. Inspiration has struck and stuck, which doesn’t always happen with me. I think it’s all the sunshine getting to me here in Colorado. I even went to the library and checked out AND read two books. About “boring” things like deep litter for chickens and getting the most out of my soil.
I’m going to mess up a lot, make lots of messes, and I’m going to tell you all about it. With pictures, of course. The thing that scares me the most at this point is growing cover crops.
Here is my yard as of three days ago: (Sorry it’s blurry.)
I can’t wait to see it in even just three months!