December Urban Farm Picks

There is so much power in one little seed.

Every time I plant another seed, and watch it break through the soil, it is nothing short of a miracle.

Yes.

Every time I see a seed sprout, I know I have been privileged to witness a most magical event.

But there is much more to the seed that stimulating the soul.

Without seeds we have no way to survive.

Without heirloom and organic seeds, we have to resort to eating crops that make us sick.

Without each and every one of us taking responsibility for our food, and saving seeds, right now, tomorrow and the next day, we will have lost a most important opportunity for human survival.

Take this seriously and secure your future today.

Cyber Monday Hysteria

I went away for four days and left the urban farming to my two daughters. My oldest would tend to the chickens and my younger one would handle the aquaponics system, because she has been keeping fish for over year and knows a thing or two about aquariums. 

I gave them lists so there would be no forgetting what needed to be done. The list was quite simple actually, and consisted of the following:
 
1. Open the chicken door at 7:00 am.
2. Give the chickens water and make sure they have plenty of food.
3. Mix in the natural parasite powder into the chicken food so they won't have worms.
4. Close the chicken door at night to keep the predators out.
5. Feed the fish right after tending to the chickens in the morning.
6. Turn the lights on in the greenhouse.
7. Make sure the heater is working and the thermostat is keeping the greenhouse at the proper temperature.
8. Make sure the fan comes on if the greenhouse is above 78 degrees.
9. Open the vent if the fan comes on and close it at night so the cold air won't get in.
10. Call me if you have any questions.
 
Simple right?
 
The girls did a great job but like the last time I left, things happened that I didn't expect.  
 
The first sundown, one of the new chickens was missing. Her name is Kazoo and she wasn't to be found anywhere. Then my daughter found her on the roof of the chicken house. See the episode below.
 
 
Then there were problems with the exhaust fan in the greenhouse.  Inside it was 100 degrees and the fan wasn't working! That makes for some very HOT rocks, which will sizzle the plant stems. I was giving directions, via Skype, on how to adjust the solar, to get the exhaust to work, so the plants would not be grilled when I got home. 
 
Kazoo and the exhaust fan were the only two issues I knew of, so I thought we were okay.
 
We got back from our trip and the chickens were in the house, the tilapia were fed and the farm was in dreamland. All was well.
 
The urban farm chores were now all mine again, and I was looking forward to it.
 
It was pouring rain this morning and I didn't care. I opened my eyes at 7:00 (late for me) and jumped out of bed. I decided  to throw on those chic Hornbaek rubber boots that were featured last April. They had been sitting in my closet and I never wore them because they were lined in fleece, and Atlanta is hot.  
 
Now that it was the end of November, and the chill had set in, I joyfully slipped them on (honestly, they feel like pillows) and with happiness made my way downstairs to see all the life I had missed.
 
I open the chicken house and the girls made their way down the ladder, one by one. I changed the water, filled both food bins and then went into the greenhouse to feed the tilapia.
 
The fish didn't seem too excited to see me. I tossed in some fish food and one fish didn't move. I thought maybe he didn't see the food? I threw in a few more morsels right next to him and he didn't budge. 
 
Suddenly I noticed the air stones were not working and I panicked. It didn't make sense why they were not working because the light was on on the power strip. 
 
I was frantic as I looked through all the plugs underneath the grow table. Which one went to the air stones? There were six! And I had just opened my eyes 5 minutes before so I was not 100% alert for this electrical problem.
 
I was becoming almost hysterical because I couldn't figure out why the air stones weren't working. I tried using different plugs but nothing turned them on!
 
This is the biggest fear when growing tilapia in close quarters. The only way you can do it is by using many air stones to insure they have enough oxygen.
 
So many thoughts were racing through my head.
 
When did the pump stop working?!  
 
How long have my fish been without air! 
 
My fish can't breathe!  THEY NEED MORE OXYGEN!
 
The more I thought about how they couldn't breathe, the more choked I felt.  It was as if I was the one who didn't have oxygen. The fish were helpless and I wasn't able to fix the problem right away. I looked into the tank and saw that the school had shrunk. This meant that some had died. I began to cry.
 
I ran to the cabinet and grabbed an extension cord, plugged it in an outlet (can't remember where now) and dashed out of the house muttering something about my fish not being able to breathe and dying. By this time, everyone in the house was up, standing in the kitchen, just watching the drama unfold, not knowing what to do.
 
I plugged the power strip that was obviously working into the extension cord (it makes no sense now) and tried to figure out why it wasn't working either. I thought about remaining calm for a nano-second, but that passed quickly. 
 
My mind was morning fuzzy, and I was becoming a lunatic, envisioning a mass funeral for tilapia – I just couldn't think straight. The extension cord idea was a failure and my head was just spinning.
 
My husband went into the greenhouse, but he can't help me because this urban farming thing is my thing, and no one knows how to do any of it except for me and the Hippies. The Hippies are basically a permanent feature on the farm now. But the Hippies were not scheduled to come this Monday morning.
 
I grabbed the power strip and started unplugging every thing and replugging and then noticed that the pump to all the air stones was plugged into the TIMER side of the power strip. That meant the the air stones only worked for 1 hour in the morning and the evening, which is not sufficient.
 
Finally figuring out the simple problem, I plugged the pump into the correct side of the powerstrip, and as the air stones started bubbling, I began to breathe easily again.
 
I looked into the tank with a flashlight and could see some fish moving. Many were missing though.  The school appears to be much smaller. It is my guess that some died and were eaten by the bigger fish. 
 
Whenever I leave the farm there is always something challenging that occurs. When I left last August, I lost an entire Earthbox of zucchini because my keeper forgot to add the water. It is always something.
 
I am very grateful that I have some tilapia left and will know better now to check that all plugs are in the right place. Just one more thing to add to the list.
 
The moral here is simple to see and I think you will agree. 
 
Don't get hysterical on Cyber Monday. 

Delighting the Soul

cucumber flower

The aquaponics system is blooming in November and anyone who is close to these types of growing systems knows how amazing and peaceful it feels to stand next to the grow beds and marvel at creation in front of your eyes.

It is truly lovely and at times breathtaking to stand there and hear the splashing water and view the happy fish eagerly awaiting their morsels.

Indeed, the aquaponics system located three feet from my kitchen continues to delight my soul.

 

Eleven, Eleven, Eleven @ Eleven:Eleven

 

What does this unique day mean? 

Is there some great significance?

Does it reveal some sort of prophetic message?

Is it the beginning of something new?

Is it meant to stimulate our consciousness so that we can understand what is to come?

Does it mean anything or point to any type of answer to any pressing questions? 

I don't know. 

And I don't think this day has any more power to help us realize those things than any other day of the year. 

I did find it fun to think about all those lines though, so uniform , so straight, so even, so balanced. 

I see unity in this 11 11 11 myself. 

Yes, peace and unity.  

A calmness even. 

With that said, I suggest we all have a peaceful day and spend it in unity with our work and relationships. 

Spend 11 11 11 balanced, at peace and fully relaxed. 

Then go do something nice for someone when you are relaxed and at peace. 

Just like anger and other emotions are contagious, so is that peaceful and relaxed presence. 

It makes people want to be peaceful when you are peaceful. 

Think about peace and creating unity. 

Then share the peace and create unity. 

It is really simple. 

Just like 11 11 11.

November Urban Farm Picks

November Heirloom Tomatoes

The Chix in the City finally have their dream home in the modified Playhouse Coop.

This coop is also a dream come true for me because I can stand up in it which is a wonderful improvement over the other coop (where I had to crouch down on my knees and become a contortionist to clean it).  

I did, however, appreciate all those legs stretches and considered it a bonus when picking up chicken doodles, but I see now how awesome it is to be able to stand up straight in the coop and not have to entertain the chickens with my coop cleaning circus act.

Take a tour of the coop that has been modified to suit my spoiled hen's needs. 

They love their new digs and insisted on the decorations inside the coop.

Give Today. Please Give.

I made this video last year for another blog and felt in my heart that I needed to post it again this morning. I feel we all need it now.

Give today and every day.

It is the only way we can survive that which lies ahead of us.

Ignorant Pink Ribbons

 

 

Pink ribbons on products are never a motivating factor for me when I am purchasing items.
 
I know well that the pink ribbon means nothing when it comes to curing cancer, so why fall for the misleading advertising?
 
Why buy a product that tries to make you believe you are actually doing something good or fighting for a worthy cause all the while lining the pockets of large corporate executives who not only don't care about the truth, but are focused on minimizing it to keep their contributions flowing?

With over 130 scientific studies now showing a direct link of bisphenol-A (BPA) exposure to breast cancer, Susan G. Komen for the Cure's statement in an interview with Mother Jones "[l]inks between plastics and cancer are often reported by the media and in email hoaxes" is shocking and I have to sit here speechless (which is really something when you consider I am a toxic awareness soap box evangelist). 

What is even more outrageous are the statements on their website regarding the safety of bisphenol A (BPA) and parabens:
 
 "at this time, there is no evidence to suggest a link between BPA and risk of breast cancer"

and

"In 2008, the Cosmetics Ingredient Review Expert Panel, which conducts research on product safety for the FDA, concluded that paraben exposure from cosmetics and body care products was safe."
 
The pink ribbon foundation makes light of the studies and why wouldn't they? 
 
"the bottles, they get a pink cap from the Komen partnership but Komen doesn't mention that those pink-topped polycarbonate plastic contains BPA." (Mother Jones)
 
As with many corporations whose true intent is visible for all to see, Susan G. Komen for the Cure lies in bed with those that care more about staying fat than the true cause while disguising itself as a savior to women.

When a corporation that can be on the safer side of the road instead chooses to lean towards carelessness, those that are ignorant won't know any better and many will be led astray and hurt along the way. While corporations sit around waiting for the FDA to decide if a chemical is safe or not, companies show their true colors when they hide under the false umbrella of protection that the FDA and its agencies have painted to consumers for decades. These corporations count on the consumer to continue to 'consume' their campaign and not think past what is written on their website. 

As one Mother Jones commenter put it, "There are currently 83,000 chemicals in use yet the FDA has only studied 1%. By the time they get around to the rest, we will all be dead and more chemicals will have been developed posing new potential health risks TBD (to be discovered). As another MJ article has informed us – not even organic strawberries are organic. "
 
As with everything in life, there is an upside here. The Susan G. Komen for the Cure is definitely transparent about their ignorance.

October Urban Farm Picks

Tooth Soap® Circle Fish

Tilapia fish are almost as comical as the chickens and already I am quite fond of them. I look forward to lifting the lid off of the fish tank and seeing their hungry attitudes and their willingness to greet me.

I am trying my best to NOT name these little boys because it will be hard to eat that which I have named and made personal.

There is one fish, however, who has a fin that is not quite perfect and I call him Mr. Circle Fish because he, well, just keeps making circles. At first I thought he was going to be history but now I see his circle ways are just his own unique style of living life. So he circles all day and then when I feed him he eats in a circle. His life is just about revolving around the tank and he knows no other way.

Mr. Circle Fish, I hope to have you around for a good while because you make me smile.

Dear Tilapia Fingerlings

tilapia

Fearless has been my M.O. since I began urban farming last February. Getting chickens and raising them from pullets to egg layers was actually easier than I had imagined.

But this whole process of building the aquaponics system, from beginning to end was more on the nightmare side of things. Nothing in the garden has brought more frustration to me (and the Hippies I hired to help me) than the building of the aquaponics system.

Whatever could go wrong would go wrong and Murphy was writing all the laws for us daily. By the time the system was finally completed, over 5 weeks later, it was rather anticlimactic. We finally turned it on and it worked and we said, "it works."

It has been three weeks since we acknowledged that the thing finally works and today, I am expecting the tilapia fingerlings to arrive. I just got word from Edgar that he "shipped the babies".

So Edgar shipped the baby tilapia fingerlings…

I am secretly freaking out because I have read so many stories of aquaponics people killing their fish, accidentally of course. It is always the pH or the ammonia levels and the delicate balance between fish food, waste and the ability of the plants to filter everything to perfection.

My days of being a simple farmer are over… I have to be a scientist now and since that is not my forte, this will be a challenge. My pH is swinging wildly and just last night I finally got the pH correct for the fish. I have been praying feverishly because I am headed into unknown territory that involves very sensitive creatures.

As I type this the tilapia are in the air, flying from Florida and on their way to a new life and journey. Their new life is also my new life and journey, and apprehension is in full force as I tread lightly into new and uncomfortable waters.

Dear Tilapia Fingerlings:

I am not sure if I am fit to take care of you but I will do my best. This is all very new to me so please be patient if I overfeed you, or if your tank isn't warm enough or if the pH swings too high or too low too quickly.

I hope you like the greenhouse and I hope it is warm enough for you because I know you love that tropical feeling. I have done my best to accommodate your needs.

Thank you for volunteering for this position and I also thank you for being willing to give up your life in the end, for me and my family.  

I appreciate you and how you were put on this earth to serve us.

Love,

Karen

(your nervous aquaponics newbie farmer)

September Urban Farm Picks

installing solar panels - Bubba the Hippie

It is all about Aquaponics right now and the system is finally complete!

Overcoming Problems with Fish Farming

 

tilapia
 
A long time Tooth Soap® client wrote to me recently with a most important question:
I always hear about "farm-raised fish" and it usually isn't associated with good news.  How do you plan to avoid the pitfalls of raising fish?

thanks,
Verne

Verne, thank you for asking this question. It just so happens that I was searching for hormone free tilapia when I got your email!

There are definite problems with commercial fish farming, but when growing using small scale aquaponics systems, you have an opportunity to avoid problems commonly found in the larger operations.

There are three areas that are a problem in traditional fish farming:

1. The fish can be genetically modified. They are bred to be hearty, grow fast and be all male. There are different ways to do this but the cheapest way is to use hormones.
2. The food could be contaminated. Just like our junk food can be full of toxins, so can fish food. 
3. The fish waste cannot be dumped into the environment and there is a lot of it in aquaculture. 

I had to do some searching for tilapia fingerlings that have not been given 17 alpha-methyltestosterone to make them male. Fortunately, I found a couple of dedicated small scale fish breeders that never use hormones in their production. Just like I won't use chemicals in my garden, they don't in their fish growing systems either.

I also located some natural and organic tilapia food that was created by Whole Foods, Inc. They insisted on a particular organic food for their own farmed tilapia and now it is available for others to purchase. Food is a huge deal when it comes to feeding fish. Fish are what they eat, just like everything else on the planet. 

I planned on growing duckweed to feed the tilapia as well. I want my tilapia to eat greens! I talked to an expert about growing duckweed and she said she has had some success with it. For some reason though it just croaks, without warning. They would be growing for months on end with success and then one day, it dies. I would love to use duckweed exclusively to feed my tilapia, but until I can grow it efficiently, I will have to depend on the natural chow that I found.

Regarding the fish waste… that is the BEAUTY of aquaponics! That fish waste gets filtered through the plants and they love it!

In my particular system I have a settlement tank that will concentrate the fish waste. It can be drained out easily and put into my plant beds in the regular garden. If I have too much, I could sell it. Fish waste is in high demand actually. There isn't enough of it on the market. What you find now is ground up fish parts that have been liquified which also works well. But the fish waste is better. I actually picked my particular system just because it had a settlement tank that would concentrate the fish waste!

Fish farming on a small scale using aquaponics solves the main problems with larger scale operations. 

The truth is, the main problem with all food production is the fact that it is in the hands of the corporations. When we each do our part on a small level, and take care of our own, we won't have to depend on corporations when it comes to our nourishment. But when we decide to put our food production in the hands of profiteers, the inevitable will happen.

Thanks again for your question Verne!

1600 BedRock Dr., USA

Rock Washing for Aquaponics

This aquaponics building project is taking longer than expected which is par for the course when it comes to any type of new construction. 

The good news is that I am fortunate to have two of the coolest carpenters around. 

They are game for anything… so I was most delighted when I found out they were going to clean the "1600 pounds"!! of rocks that had to be double washed before going into the grow bed. 

Once the system is up and running, the clean rocks will be flooded daily to nourish the roots of the plants. But they must be clean to start and unfortunately, the rocks in the bags are not only NOT clean, but they are coated with dirt and sand that must be rinsed off before being put into the grow bed. 

This task of rinsing off 1600 pounds of pebbles was daunting, to say the least. David worked tirelessly ALL DAY, washing pound after pound. I am truly grateful for all of his help! 

Setting up this system is definitely some work right now, but once established, it will be self-sufficient. 

The walls of the greenhouse are going in as I type this, the solar is hooked up to the pumps and thermostatically controlled fan, and the final touches on the trim are being applied. 

This aquaponics system, designed with Colle Davis' patented technology and 40 years experience is completely sustainable and entirely OFF THE GRID! 

My dreams are coming true! (thanks to my hippie carpenter friends who know how to do everything off the GRID because they have been doing it for decades…)

Warm & Fuzzy Carpenter Friday

aquaponics fish tank

I get some great testimonials coming in regularly from those that only know me on the web, but I have to say that I have never received one quite like this.

Yesterday I had a strong feeling about the fish tank and when it would be installed under the grow table. The foresight saved the guys a lot of time and effort. We have been working together like this the whole time, completely in sync.

I happened to find the coolest and sweetest hippie carpenters around. We have a couple of days more of work on this project, but so far this adventure into Aquaponics has been fantastic.

I truly feel warm and fuzzy inside right now. 

From: David M. <davidxxxxx@gmail.com>

Subject: More photos

Date: August 25, 2011 11:42:14 PM EDT

To: Karen 

Hi Karen,

Here are some photos I took of assembly of fishtank box underneath the grow table. There is a sheet of plywood that we've now screwed to the support legs off to the right side of the frame in the first photo
(the one with Mr. Water Cooler in it).

You have no idea how thrilled we both are that we didn't put the
entire grow table on top just to disassemble it to put the fish tank
underneath.

As two side notes:

1. I know that when you live in a household around other people you
don't have the perspective of what outsiders see, but I wanted you to
know how impressed I have been with your family and your girls from
what little contact I've had with them. One of your girls was going
off to school the other day and saw me and said, "Have a wonderful
day, sir", and little things like that just leave you with a great
feeling. Both of your children have been extraordinarily polite to
virtual strangers amongst their daily lives, and while one would hope
that such things would be universal — that isn't the case. But you
have a wonderful family that I have a great deal of respect for.

2. Along those lines, I am so impressed with your ambition about
growing your own food and putting Shohn and myself to work on this
project. I think the world would be a better place if everyone put
more thought into what they eat, where it comes from, and not relying
on strangers or huge corporations to provide a healthy product. We've
gotten so far away from the basics in our society, and at the same
time it is staggering to think of how many people don't even know how
to grow some vegetables.

Enough of my babble… I hope the photos help add to your collection
and I'll see you in the morning.

All the best,

David

 

AQUAPONICS FROM SCRATCH

aquaponics grow table

fish tank aquaponics

A Broody Chicken

Rhode Island Red Chicken

It happened and it happened so suddenly I almost missed it at first. Helen, the glorious Rhode Island Red chicken that lays gorgeous brown eggs that look like shiny glazed porcelain went BROODY on me.

I have read about broody chickens and somehow believed it would never happen to one of mine. I thought all that free ranging and organic and soy free chow would keep them content. Apparently it is not enough. A chicken will still get broody, even if she gets all she wants and needs.

I tell you, a broody chicken is a most UGLY thing.

Broody chickens refuse to get off the nest. They want to sit there all day long and if you get close to them, they act like crazy psycho chickens. A sweet hen turns into a wretch of a female when in brooding mode.

How do you know your chicken is broody?

If your hen displays the following symptoms, she is 100% BROODY:

1. Feathers literally stand on end.
2. The hen is prickly as all get out.
3. She will try and peck you if you get close.
4. She makes a strange non-chicken sound you never heard before.
5. She separates herself from the group and hides in dark places.
6. She won't eat or drink because of refusing to leave the nest.
7. She will risk her life for her cause and refuse to listen to any reasoning.

Once I realized Helen was broody, I checked the chicken manual and found that this broodiness is contagious so the chicken keeper must be very vigilant and firm with the chicken to break them of their madness.

Once you know she is broody, take action immediately! You can't let the other hens see the broodiness because hens are like sheep, but worse.

Hens copy each other constantly, no matter what it is they are doing. They influence each other heavily and they do get into trouble sometimes because of it. Hens just have bad judgment while roaming outside the coop. That is what I have seen while raising them.

Many farmers are cruel to brooding chickens because they are so stubborn. They try all sorts of different ways to break the chicken of her broodiness. Broody hens cause a loss in profit because they don't eat and then they stop laying eggs so a farmer is anxious to get them back to the group and out of their destructive broody mode.

There was one thing that stuck in my mind after I read the chicken info. It said to "change the location" of the nest. So I knew I had to mix it up for Helen. I decided to make drastic changes and pull the rug (pine dust) out from underneath her.

I then flipped Helen upside down and tried some hypnosis… (yes, chickens get hypnotized easily) but she didn't change one bit after the session.

During the whole process I kept trying to reason with Helen. If I could only get it through her "little chicken head" that she needed to stop with her psychotic behavior because it was disrupting the entire ecosystem on the urban farm.

Helen wasn't listening to reason at first. But when I put her in the humble Chicken Hotel by herself for the entire night, she started listening to me. Chickens love sleeping cuddled together, so it must have been a long and lonely night for Helen in the Chicken Hotel.

I broke Helen of her broodiness but I had to stay on top of her and let her know I would not put up with it.

It was not easy by the way.

A broody chicken is like an estranged woman who…

Went through an ugly divorce and got stuck with all the bills and just lost her job and has 10 kids to feed with not enough food plus the most horrendous PMS you could imagine.

But I kept at her. I kept telling her she was wasting her time. There was no rooster around so no matter how much she sat on that eggie, it wasn't going to hatch. She was never going to hear the pitter patter of little chicken feet.

By the third day she got the hint. She began to let go of her broodiness that wasn't serving her one bit.

This morning Helen was entirely back to normal. She walked up to me and stood there calmly. If her eyes could speak they would have said, "I don't know what came over me. I couldn't control myself. I was totally out of my mind!"

This brooding episode made me realize that many women are just like Helen. They get broody and it can affect everyone in the coop. Broodiness is dangerous to women and their families.

In this episode I was ultimately in charge of the coop even though Helen is at the top of the pecking order.  I can and did break this destructive behavior and put it to an end.

But who is around to break a woman of her broodiness in the home?

Hopefully, it isn't a cruel farmer.

Federal Terrorists Seize Raw Foods

 

raw food terrorists

We all know our country is in a very sick place and here is some evidence of that fact.

Here in the USA, where about 70% of us are OBESE and in DEBT, the US officals are focused on confiscating RAW FOODS. You know, the same foods that keep us HEALTHY and off of big pharma drugs.

These are the very same foods that we could grow in our own backyards and SAVE money. But we are not so free here in the USA and those that want to live on the healthier side of life are being terrorized by a government that has a secret (now obvious) agenda of keeping us sick and in debt.

Let's face it, we are easier to control when we are sick and in debt. That old school thinking is going to backfire though, and time will play that one out for all to see.

Rawesome Foods, a private buying club offering wholesome, natural raw milk and raw cheese products (among other wholesome foods) was the latest target of the feds. This club was founded by James Stewart, a pioneer in bringing wholesome raw foods directly to consumers. 

James was followed from his private residence by law enforcement, and when he entered his store, the raid was launched. Read the full story at NaturalNews.com.

August Urban Farm Picks

August Bell Peppers

Glorious bursts of red are popping up in the EarthBoxes and plant beds. 

It is all about the peppers right now… and as many of us toast from the heat on the outside, we have a great opportunity to sizzle from peppers on the inside too.

I read somewhere that the heat of peppers actually cools a person off in the summer. That being said, try this salsa recipe and make sure to put a big dollop on your free range and organic eggs in the morning (if you keep chickens that is…).

August SalsaUse all your homegrown goodies!

homegrown tomatoes (chopped)

chopped onions (any type)

chopped garlic (chopped)

bell peppers or hot peppers chopped

fresh lemon juice

a good salt

a strong dash of cumin (if you like it)

cilantro (chopped) 

Toss together and adjust the seasonings. Make sure to add enough salt and lemon juice. Chill and serve on everything you eat (until you run out of your garden tomatoes and peppers).

 

The Small World of Gardeners

 

cucumbers and tomato

Julie Bass became a famous cucumber and tomato gardener when word got out that she was facing a jail sentence for breaking a city planning ordinance by growing vegetables in her front yard. I first heard about the story from my daughter, who clicked on a blog link from one of her friends who was trying to spread the word.

I found out that Julie Bass was a neighbor of my daughter's friend and everyone in the community was outraged. Then, when Mike Adams from NaturalNews.com got a hold of the story, it took off from there.

The story came full circle when I told a magazine editor (who gardens and was writing a story about the urban farm) about this woman who was going to jail for growing vegetables. She checked the story and said:

"OMG! Julie used to babysit me when I lived in Michigan!"

Indeed, we gardeners live in a very small world.

Camp Gratitude

Camp Gratitude

My youngest daughter got back from a month long summer camp on Monday night, and like the last time, she had a different look on her face when I saw her.

This time she looked much older and even wiser. She had written two letters to me while in camp where she poured out her feelings about how she felt about me and what I was doing in the garden. I was very surprised by some of the things she said and I was proud that she was able to open up like she did, being that she is only 13 years old. She is much further ahead emotionally than I was at her age. I must have done something right.

One thing that struck me was her intense gratitude for what I was doing outside and for the house she lived in.

After roughing it in camp, and having to sleep in a bag for a month, while sharing a bathroom with a tribe, she was so happy to just have a bathroom to herself to take a shower. She knew that the camp made her appreciate all of what she had neglected to be thankful for in the past.

She said to me, "You know how you are always saying inspirational things about the garden and the plants? It used to bug me sometimes… but after being at camp for a few weeks, I totally missed it. I missed you mom and I get what you are saying now. I saw it in the forest and in the trees at camp."

My daughter was privileged to go to Camp Gratitude. While there she ate horrible and rotten tasting food daily, got dozens of mosquito bites, had two ticks removed, saw many bears, lost a bunch of her clothes and had countless unforgettable moments.

Ultimately, she discovered what many of us learn the hard way. You don't know what you have until it has been removed from your life.

We should all take a trip to Camp Gratitude. 

Another Post Menopausal Farmer

macadamia nuts

There is something about "drying up" that makes a women want to "plant and grow".

Even though having children is completely out of the question, the desire to nurture is still there and it needs to be fulfilled.

Grandchildren fill the need of course, but our children aren't having them soon enough, or at all, so they aren't around much.

The good news is that the post menopausal need to nurture can be satisfied in the garden. Roseanne Barr is finding that one out first hand while she grows macadamia nuts on a farm in Hawaii.

I like how she wants to save the world too (to avoid roasting in hell forever).

Way to reflect on your life while taking great action Roseanne.

Bravo!

A Prize Tomato

heirloom tomato

There are no words that can describe the sight and smell of this absolutely incredible tomato.

I have been watching it daily, when it first began to take the shape of a heart.

After showing up green and blending in with the leaves it then began forming colors starting with a light pink hue then moving into this mature shade of orangy rose.

This tomato is so spectacular I can't stand it…

I want to preserve it forever, and put it in a box so I can look at it again and remember how lovely it was.

But this tomato hasn't finished the journey it was grown for. It still needs to go into my stomach and delight the insides of me.

I can only imagine what my stomach will think… then the rest of my organs… and my liver, oh my liver is going to love that tomato too.

I have to say it again. There are no words to describe this gorgeous tomato… so after it is gone I will just look at the pictures and remember and sigh.

The CPC

cicadaChickens are great for controlling garden pests. They love weeds and bugs and they especially love any opportunity to eat a large and crunchy bug.

Cicadas are super crisp and crunchy. I think a cicada must be like a potato chip for a chicken.

See Helen.

She is CEO of the CPC (Chicken Pest Control) of Atlanta.

See Helen eat the cicada.

I will eat the egg that Helen made after she ate the cicada.

I hope I can get that visual out of my head, or I won't be cooking up Helen's eggs anytime soon.

The Great Destroyer

There was once a traveler who was on his way to another city and he had to pass through rural farm country. He had to stop at one farm and when he got there, he began to ask the farmer many questions about his work.

The farmer took the traveler out to the pasture to show him the beautiful rolling hills. The traveler was amazed at how lovely the grass was, so perfect and pristine.

The farmer said, "Wait, we have only just begun!" and he jumped on his tractor and began to plow through the field.

After seeing the field all torn up the traveler was bothered greatly and asked the farmer why he destroyed that lovely pasture. How could he do such a thing?

The farmer replied, "Be patient, you will see."

The farmer then took the traveler to another part of the farm that had wheat that was ready to be harvested. The farmer said, "Do you see this wheat?" The traveler replied, "Yes, it is glorious, all golden and the field is so perfectly sown."

The farmer then began to hack through the fields with a big machete and the traveler stood there in shock as the farmer cut through and flattened the golden field.

The farmer then began to thresh the stalks, to separate the wheat kernels from the chaff. He beat them and beat them and the traveler looked on in horror wondering why the farmer was so rough and almost abusive with those stalks.

The farmer showed the wheat kernels to the traveler and the traveler was again amazed at how perfect each and every kernel was. After all that beating of the stalks, the sweetest kernels had emerged unscathed.

The farmer said, "Follow me" and took the traveler to another room. The farmer began to grind those wheat kernels into dust as the traveler stood by watching, with his mouth open and unbelief in his eyes. He burst out saying, "Why do you continue to destroy every good thing that comes from the field? Why can't you leave well enough alone, I don't understand!"

The farmer said, "Be patient, be patient and you will see."

The farmer then took the kernels now ground into dust and mixed it with other ingredients, formed it into a loaf and put it in the fire. The traveler had had about all he could take at that point. He thought the farmer was out of his mind. Why would he put that dish in the fire now? Could anything good come out of all this destruction?

Suddenly, the room began to fill with a most glorious aroma and the traveler's mouth began to water.

When the farmer took the loaf out of the oven and gave a slice to the traveler, he finally understood why the farmer had done all he did in the past.  All the destruction the traveler had seen was leading to one spectacular loaf that he would enjoy more than anything he had ever enjoyed in the past.

The farmer in this story is the Creator of the Universe.

The traveler in this story is us.

It is difficult for us to see why hardships are necessary and why being crushed and destroyed is ever a good thing. In our small minds we cannot comprehend how all the destruction in our world is really for the good, but it most certainly is.

Even when we don't understand why at the time, many great things are built through destruction.

Because of this, we all need to give many thanks, to the Great Destroyer.

 

A Different 5 Months

july tomatoes

For decades 5 months have been passing me by. 

In the 60's, 70's, 80's, 90's and even now… 5 months comes and goes.

There have been times when I liked the previous 5 months and times when I wished I could erase those last 5 months.

But these last 5 months have been different. I stepped into another world and walked down a new path.

I chose to sweat and build and work with my hands in a different way… and never give up.

There is something about never giving up. You always seem to get to where you need to be when you don't stop.

I am now humbled and honored to be able to reap what I have sown.

It has certainly been a different 5 months.

Farmin’ in the HOOD!

This is FANTASTIC!!!!

The Potato Harvest

purple potatoes

Being new to this farming thing I had no idea what it is like to harvest any vegetables. So after harvesting tomatoes, peppers, squash and cucumbers, the potato harvest was indeed a contrast to those fruit pickings. 

The potato is different (just like other root vegetables) when it comes to making it's way to the table.

First, you have to plunge your hand into the soil and feel around for the potato. It is like a treasure hunt.

When I plucked some small potatoes out of the plant bed yesterday, I had a different feeling than when picking the fruit from the outside of the plant.

With the outside fruits you know right away what is good by looking at the exterior because it does tell all. The fruits display their good and bad on the outside so there is little fooling with them. The fruits are like little kids who have nothing to hide or be ashamed of.

With potatoes it is entirely different. You water, feed and hope that all is well "underground" but you don't know until the harvest what you actually got. Potatoes are more like children who are in the teen years, and you wonder if they are going to make it or not.

Even if you are able to harvest there could be a disease called "blight", which makes the potatoes dark on the inside and not edible. It is a guessing game until you can actually pull out a potato from the soil.

In my case, I was fortunate to have any harvest at all since I did one of the biggest no-nos in gardening which is planting potatoes next to tomatoes.

Potatoes and tomatoes are enemies in the plant beds and I read it numerous times to not do it, but it was too late because mine had already walked down the isle, bought a house and were now having children.

Even though my tomatoes and potatoes were not supposed to get married, they still managed okay. I guess they were very accepting of each other's differences. 

That is the only way it could have worked… and in the end, I can say it did work out happily.

I have the baby potatoes and tomatoes to prove it.

July Urban Farm Picks

Blue Eggs and Yellow Tomatoes

All of us growing tomatoes are seeing some bounty now and what a treat it is.

Between the microgreens, heirloom tomatoes, organic baby potatoes and cukes and the organic, free range, cage-free, soy-free, caviar-like eggs, I couldn't imagine life being any better than this when it comes to simple and delicious organic meals.

The local produce store is now my back yard and my fresh food is just a few steps away in the concrete garden.The food is so alive that I can feel the energy in the palm of my hand when I pick a new tomato.

The food tastes different and feels very different in my body too.  Fruits cut from the plant and eaten within minutes are so satisfying. Fresh and live food gives me the feeling of being completely satiated.

This growing thing is just incredibly fantastic and I can't really describe it because it is an experience and unique for everyone I suppose. One has to be ready for the commitment though, because it is a lot of work.

The hard work does pays off big-time and I highly recommend trying at least a bit of this urban farming lifestyle.

You can get started with:

Farmer D's cedar potting bench custom made to order…

then

Nourish your plants with Farmer D's organic and biodynamic compost…

then

Pick up a few recipes from Jeanne Kelley's book, "Blue Eggs and Yellow Tomatoes".

Now you will know what to do with all those ripe tomatoes and big blue eggs.

Interview with a Chicken

One of the best parts of my job is when I get to interview a successful lady in business. I always learn so much from others who have achieved "the dream".

I interviewed Goldee recently, and what she had to cluck about was very enlightening.

Goldee Girl is a unique hybrid chicken known as an "Easter Egger".  She has been in business since January of 2011, and already she has seen great success.

Karen: Goldee, what made you decide to go into the "egg-laying" business?

Goldee: I chose my profession early on, when I was just a chick. I  stick close to what my family has been good at for generations. We are egg-layers from the beginning and well, we are just darn good at it. Since my family has such a good reputation when it comes to laying eggs, I took advantage of that road that was paved before me.

Karen: Goldee, it sounds like you grew up rather privileged with a network of successful relatives. But everyone faces challenges. What are the ones you have faced while doing business?

Goldee: Karen, you are so right! Yes, I have absolutely had my challenges. One great obstacle I faced was dealing with the fact that I am a "hybrid". You can see from the way I look that I am "different".

Karen: Yes, I see you have tufts of feathers that shoot out of the sides of your cheeks and your neck is wider than the other ladies. You have a unique look.

Goldee: Unique is a nice way of describing it but when I was a teenager and we left the hatchery I was forced to live with three purebred girls. They treated me different so I kept to myself the first couple of months when we arrived at the new farm.

Karen: What was that like, going through the process of arriving at the new farm?

Goldee: First I was put into a box and it was the shape of a triangle and behind the walls I could hear other girls making all kinds of distressful noises. There was this green gel in my triangle room and I could barely turn around. I thought I was going to die with that green gel being my last meal. It made me very depressed so I didn't eat any of it. I started to get weak but didn't care because I figured I was going to die soon.

Karen: Why didn't you try and communicate with the other girls?

Goldee: I recognized a couple of their chirps and decided to just kept my beak shut because they were not nice to me back at the hatchery. I wanted the whole thing to be over with.

Karen: It sounds like you were in shock.

Goldee: Yes, I was in shock, thirsty and weak. I went to sleep and was awakened by a bunch of noisy people. There was this woman who kept talking to us like we were babies and I wanted to tell her that we were teenagers but I didn't have the strength.

Karen: Didn't anyone check to make sure all of you were okay?

Goldee: My memories are a bit fuzzy because I was so exhausted and hungry but at one point we arrived at the farm and the lid of the box came off. I had to be carried out of the box and put into the coop because I couldn't get up out of the triangle.

Karen: Did you have to seek medical help?

Goldee: No, I was okay after I ate some food and drank some water. I slept like a log that night though. I was so happy to be out of that triangle.

Karen: What other challenges have you faced?

Goldee: I have to go back to the part about me being a hybrid. You see, I carry the blue-egg gene of the true Araucana breed, but I am not Araucana. Many hatcheries misleadingly sell me as a true breed Araucana when I am not. Because of this shady behavior people have false assumptions of who I am. I never claimed to be Araucana but many of them have accused me of trying to pretend to be one. I am happy to be who I am, but I get frequent negative comments from the Araucanas. I have to just ignore them. I do know that only breeders can provide true Arucanas at this time, so don't be fooled out there.

Karen: Wow. So you lay those blue eggs but you are a hybrid? Is there anything else about you that makes you different besides the way you look and the color of your eggs?

Goldee:  Actually yes. You see how small my crown is? And I have no waddle either. Because I lack that and my crown is so small I am very heat and cold tolerant. I do well in extreme weather. This gives me a major advantage over other ladies who get too hot or too cold.

Karen: That's awesome to have an edge over your competition. I would like to talk about production now. How much do you produce on a daily basis?

Goldee: I have been blessed with regularity. I am consistent and my color is true blue. I lay an egg a day faithfully. It takes me almost two weeks to make a dozen, but my eggs are unique and to be savored.

Karen: Yes, they are definitely to be savored Goldee! I had the opportunity to taste one recently and they are so rich. The caviar of eggs I would say.

Goldee: That's because I only eat organic. I don't touch soy. I feast on weed nibbles most of the day and I also have access to fresh tomatoes whenever I want. The farmer that grows them feeds the tomatoes this organic food that makes them very high in calcium. I use this calcium to make that hard blue shell. I also eat a natural clay that kills any worms that would want to make me a host. I am also fond of flax seeds. They make my eggs high in omegas and my feathers are so soft and shiny because of it. My feathers being shiny doesn't benefit the consumer of course, but I like it.

Karen: Goldee, I want to talk about your price structure. There has been talk in the industry that your prices are just "too high". Do you have any comments about that?

Goldee: Yes, I do want to comment about that, thank you so much for asking!  I agree my prices are high and for a good reason. I am not a lady who goes about laying eggs without proper intent. I eat perfect foods for my body, I pray and meditate daily while I am laying eggs, I get plenty of exercise, drink fresh spring water, I take daily dust baths, keep my feet clean and go on hikes and socialize with other breeds to keep myself well grounded. I do this on a daily basis and never stray from the healthy path of life.

Karen: With all due respect Goldee, how do you justify $29.95 per dozen?

Goldee: But that is less than $2.50 per egg! A person only needs one or two and they should be savored anyway! I find it highly insulting that eggs are sold so cheap in the stores. Then again, MY EGGS cannot be compared to store bought eggs, they are entirely different.

Karen: Yes, they do taste different.

Goldee: They taste much better and because they are so dense in nutrients, you will feel more satisfied with just one or two. My eggs are really amazing! I get many testimonials from customers attesting to that fact! You know, people have been sold a bill of goods when it comes to the egg. The egg is the perfect food Karen, but so many don't realize that. But eggs that are not manufactured according to the way I do it, they aren't so good for you. I don't mean to put down my competitors, but it is the truth. It is important to understand that there is no such thing as "free range" eggs in the store.

Karen: I totally understand. I have been pushing organic and free range eggs for years Goldee, you are preaching to the choir here.

Goldee: Oh yeah, that's right. Sorry, I sometimes go off on a tangent…

Karen: No problem, so do It. *smiles*

Goldee: *smiles*, blinking twice.

Karen: Goldee, I want to thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to speak to me today. Can you tell us where your organic, free range, grass fed, soy free, hand gathered, gorgeous blue eggs are available?

Goldee: Yes, you can order a dozen of my caviar-like eggs at MyBlueEggs.com. I just put up the site and already we are on backorder, but get your request in now. I am working very hard to fulfill the orders every day.

Like a Full Metal Jacket

45 caliber

In our last episode, PepperWhip had some issues with the plaid belt photo shoot and with SpearWhip taking center stage.

All ended well though, and PepperWhip took a good long look at itself and the urge it had towards jealousy.

PepperWhip confessed to me that it was sorry for sinking to a lower place and letting jealousy overcome it. PepperWhip displayed great humility and then apologized with a heavy heart to us and SpearWhip.

PepperWhip's sincere introspection and commitment to work on inner issues melted our hearts so we wanted to feature PepperWhip with an honor of being on the homepage and we even gave it a new design for the 4th of July too.

When we got the script for the following video (which included a trip to the shooting range in Atlanta), PepperWhip was our 'model bottle' of choice. PepperWhip did an amazing job of posing with the gun and the 45 caliber bullets.

It was a fantastic day at the range! See for yourself in the video below:

Ampersands Come in Handy

How will I be remembered?

Gardening and chicken tending leaves a lot of time to reflect and think about my life.


Thoughts vacillate between the past, present and unknown future. When I think of my mother who died at 47, I have often wondered how I would be remembered, if my days were cut short.

In my life I have been fortunate to be a mother, wife, business owner, farmer, and now chicken keeper. But how would I be remembered if today was my last?
 
If I had to sum myself up in one sentence, would I be able to do it?
 

I had to think about this for a while to get to the core of who I am. I do many things and I wear more than one hat.

What is most important about me and my life? What is the depth of who I am and my purpose here on earth? Have I even come close to fulfilling my potential and do I even realize how much potential I have?

How would I be remembered?

I realized I am not really a mother, wife, business owner, farmer or chicken keeper. I am a soul who is housed in a body who performs those tasks, but that is not who I really am.

If my soul had to answer that question right now I believe it would say the following (and it would fit on a gravestone too):

"Lived, Loved
& Served
with Passion."

I used an ampersand of course, to save space.
 

Your Perfect Growing System

lettuce in beaker

Finding the perfect growing system is as important in life as it is in the garden.

I have never "personally" grown according to the books and I have learned that neither do the plants. The best encyclopedias in the world can only give a hint at what you can expect and then life throws some things your way that books can't even begin to explain or articulate.

What I have found is that finding different growing systems is necessary in the garden because in the garden each plant is an individual, just like people are.

One plant may need an acidic soil while the other prefers a neutral pH. One plant might like to be watered heavily while another prefers the soil to be just damp to the touch.

The plants are like people and just like people need to live in their own unique and individual way, it is the same in the plant kingdom. Plants have their particular and correct ways of growing which are all different and so do humans. For man, all paths have the potential to be correct, depending on our individual choices.

Like plants, we are also here to grow and be fruitful and it is beyond multiplying like the animals do. We are here to grow in good character, strength and dignity. This is the way that the human being is supposed to grow as they align their soul with their physical selves and give it the proper balance.

I have noticed that the plants have a natural balance built into them. They are physical and strong and that is quite apparent when they break through the soil. They use their strength daily, to reach for greater heights.

A plant also only looks upward, towards the heavens, as it knows where it derives all Energy from. The plants use all their strength and might to reach for their Source of Life. They know their purpose and stay on their path. They focus on growth and the future fruits that will spring forth from them.

I can't help but admire the plants.

They have such a perfect growing system.

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