Tag: permaculture
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Ask
You don’t know what you can have, unless you ask. The Little Man and I were working on the garden, preparing new flowerbeds, and mulching with the one truckload of mulch I’d bought. I had planned to make the garden grow slowly. Not overwhelm myself. I had not calculated on youth and enthusiasm. The teenager…
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In the Garden
I’ve spent a good portion of my Sunday working in the garden with my son. That’s a reward in and of itself, but seeing my plans move towards reality as plants go in, or start to bloom and grow from earlier work, is just happy-making. The peas are tall, but not blooming. They might not,…
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Lasagna Gardening
As we’ve been slowly moving into the new house, I’ve been slowly establishing the new garden. My plan is to grow herbs, berries, fruit, and possibly some vegetables (more on that priority later) as well as flowers and beautiful plants. We have just over a half-acre of mostly level ground, partially fenced, mostly lawn. I’ll…
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Monoculture, Agriculture, Permaculture
Continuing on the theme of talking about food, farms, and cultivation methods, I wanted to settle down on my soap box and talk about one of my favorite things. I grew up with parents who were very interested in gardening, producing our own foods, preserving it.. in other words, quite old-fashioned and what would now…
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Hugelculture
It’s a funny word – I like to say it. Hoo-Gull-culture. And I love the concept even more. Hugelculture is the concept of using wood, particularly decaying wood, in the garden to boost productivity and reduce the need for irrigation. Well, here on Stonycroft the one thing we have lots of is rotting wood (and…
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Fast Food and Hard Labor
It’s been a busy day. I’d intended to make dinner and put it in the crockpot this morning and slept in instead, so I left for work without doing it. And then I found a craigslist offer of free railroad ties and set it up to pick them up after work. And finally, my other…
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Happenings on and Off the Farm
It’s been a while since I updated, because my attention was elsewhere. Life here goes on, chores have to be done and spring sweeps onward too quickly. But my father, the Farmer, went in to have a kidney removed this last week, and that held my attention much more than the farm. He won’t be…