A few weeks ago I came home from college. Immediately I was tasked with planting our garden. This was an eight hour process which felt like it took about twice that and by the end my sister (who had to help) and I never wanted to see that garden again. 80 dollars worth of steer manure and a failed attempt at roto-tilling will do that. Did i meantion its nearly 675 square feet? I successfully avoided it for a month, then I realized planting the garden made me responsible for it. Thus I began my descent into urban farming. and nothing was the same again.
I probably should have started this as soon as the baby chickens arrived and started to live in our basement. or when i realized the fruit trees in our front yard were an attempt at an orchard. (They are still in their pots) or when i started having to chase chickens around with a pitchfork when the escaped from their ourdoor pen. its going to be interesting.
Labor Task Force/work experiance:
Ma Pitts: had a rock garden once. the one who started this.
Pa Pitts: raised on a farm, rumored to have grown plants, bailed hay, milked cows, raised chickens, not sure if this is the stuff myths are made of, he successfully planted and cultivated last year's garden. Possibly beginner's luck.
Emily: part of my intern duties was the education garden. i can plant seeds, and pull things out. watched my roomate cultivate plants. has a desert plant. that does not aquire watering.
Billy: can google the words garden and farm
Ellen: beginer at chicken wrangling,
Adam: beginer at chicken wrangler, can pull stumps using as he puts it, "leverage"
Bitsy: expert chicken wrangler/whisper has extensive knowledge due to watching the waltons with Ma Pitts.
its going to be an experiment.
at least its not flammable.
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