I’ve never understood people who waste food. I cringe when I go to a restaurant and see vacant tables with several meals’ worth of leftovers abandoned by those who just paid and departed. Americans are especially bad about this with our highly inefficient, overproductive food system. We waste about 40% of the food we produce… Continue reading The Hierarchy of Leftovers
So back in the spring, Dolly went SUPER broody. Like, NOTHING would dissuade her from sitting on a nest day and night. I finally decided to get her some fertile eggs from a friend of mine. I honestly wasn’t planning on her staying on the nest for the entire three weeks, and so I didn’t… Continue reading Chicks!
Today I bid farewell to an old friend: my shovel. I bought this shovel back in 2008 when I first moved to Portland and had my first little garden. It moved out to the coast with me a few years ago where it ended up as part of the common toolkit, being particularly good for… Continue reading Battling Thistles
I’m just starting to build a collection of native plants to propagate. I’m lucky that a lot of the land here at the farm is wooded and thick with natives, so I was able to dig a selection up and pot them. My little garden now includes deer ferns, evergreen huckleberry, a few teensy little… Continue reading Small But Growing
Poor Dolly. She’s chosen the most popular nest in which to be Broody McBrooderson. And she doesn’t give up her spot easily. There was much shoving and growling this morning as Rosemary tried to take over the coveted spot. I’m going into Portland in a few days, and I’ll be bringing back some fertile eggs… Continue reading My Chickens are GoT LARPers
Every farmer starts somewhere, right? I’m not sure if I’m worthy of the title just yet, but it’s a good idea to work toward. I needed a site where I could promote my eggs and other products as they came available, and decided that a low-key blog would be a good addition. I’m an incredibly… Continue reading Statement of Purpose
A temporary post that will no doubt be deleted at some point in the future. Not even one chicken to be found–alas!