Cowpeas. (Don’t laugh. I have a plan.)


A few years ago, a friend laughed when I told her I was growing cowpeas to shade the baked southern wall of my raised bed. “Cowpeas? You are kidding! That’s not food! We only grow those for the quail!” Well, they are super tiny… not much food for the plant space, but tasty- and hopefully everyone from or visiting the south has had the black-eyed version, especially on New Year’s Day. Here’s a great article on why some cowpeas have black eyes.  Come on, they are AH-MAZING!

And they do love the Alabama heat (and did a great job shading that raised bed edge all summer long). I love them but I have a terrible confession: I’ve yet to eat any that I’ve grown. But they DO deserve a spot in the garden. I chose them early on in my planning this year (fantasy football for gardeners). And at the end of the season, I hope to have a mixed bag of pretty, tiny, fast-cooking cowpeas for us to eat AND to give away for Christmas. (Yay!) We have so many varieties gathered up from last year’s plants: Mitchell family, Clay, Holstein, Old Timer’s,  Red, and even a Black Crowder cowpea… But we’ll see what makes it through summer and into the mix.

This year, we are even toying with the idea of using them as a living mulch between the corn rows. Jury is still out on that, because the corn is only a foot or so high. Apparently this has been tried with some success, though. Check out this article. I’m just looking forward to a late summer/fall harvest of far too many tiny pods to sit and pick through (people who have compulsive habits like me, do love shelling tiny peas). Ooo! A regular Pea Pickin’ Party… maybe I can invite some of M and m’s friends over to help. Kids have nimble fingers, right? Child labor laws be damned. And we may make a Pea Pick’n cake. YUM.

But all fantasies aside, we put in about a 5 foot wide patch of cowpeas and the little brutes popped up from the ground in only a few days.

See? Already fun. They are so worth it. But the cowpeas are the least exciting thing on the farm, I swear. Can’t wait to show you more…

D manning the small tiller for the pea patch

Five things you need to survive summer with kids (especially preteens)

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Summer is on the way and just like the beginning of the school year, we all have high hopes for what we will accomplish: instagram-worthy family vacations, the perfect healthy tan, a garden full of produce…etc. But let’s be honest, after about 36 hours with one or more schedule-less, hormone-riddled, bottomless, squabbling, chaos-evoking prisoners to see after, you’ll be throwing that “no iPad” rule right out the minivan sunroof. You need a back-up plan.

Here are 5 things that will help you keep your cool and enjoy your summer too.

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  1. Audible.  It will keep you, the “Keeper of the Peace and Navigator of Traffic” sane. I lucked out our last long car trip by choosing a Harry Potter that ended 10 minutes from the hotel on a 9.5 hour drive. Whew. Thank you, Jesus and J.K. Rowling. We’ve loved all the Rick Riordan books as well. (Dave Ramsey’s book for kids wasn’t as big of a hit… but maybe they learned something between the bouts of complaining. Keep in mind, switching audiobooks mid-ride is a VERY effective form of punishment 🙂 ). Just beg the grandparents for a summer-short or year-long subscription. Or you can just get an audible trial for yourself and get two free books as your reward for being warden. You deserve it.

2. Bug Spray that works and doesn’t smell like it wants to kill you too. This one smells like cinnamon and gets the job done. Trust me, if there’s a tick or mosquito within a mile, it is after my youngest. The current record is one mosquito in the car on a 15 minute drive and 15 bites- only on her. She’s very good about putting this on because it actually works. The only problem is remembering to reapply after swimming in the creek.

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3. Sunscreen that’s easy to apply and doesn’t look ghostly. I got our first bottle from our dermatologist and the price really $tung – until that bottle lasted through one summer and into the next. Ahhh, sweet. 🙂

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4. A reward system for the prisoners… Amazon Prime movies or shows. Seriously, what’s easier than “Hey, we are in this together… If you follow the rules and we can avoid the ER, we’ll make popcorn and watch a movie tonight.” Result: Perfect Angels. Well, at least no riots… you’d better come up with a scheme to decide who gets to pick the movie, though. I like to hold my choices over their heads if they misbehave – especially during the decision making process. They don’t call me Captain No Joy for nothin’. I run a tight ship and what’s worse- I happen to LOVE Pride and Prejudice (swoon… I could watch it over and over and over… Pure torture. Enough said.)

5. Nutritional yeast. Okay, this may take a bit of explaining. If your house is anything like mine, your young ones are testing the waters of self-definition, power, self-control, image, etc… and one or more will end up a vegetarian at the very least. It is a challenge to get this age group to eat anything, but B vitamins are easily deficient in their seemingly random foraging habits. Some vegan friends introduced us to this amazing umami/miracle/almost-cheesy goodness a few years ago and it is absolute CRACK (and is rich in B vitamins). We use it on popcorn, pasta, pizza, salad (Oh man, is it good with olive oil on a salad!) and it has enough of the B-vitamins to keep your only-noodle-eating “vegetarian” healthier and your personal brain sane (relatively). (Soapbox moment: Vitamin B “Deficiency” is defined at much lower levels -and therefore not treated as early- in the USA compared to countries with lower incidence of Alzheimer’s and dementia- such as Japan.) Read more about the importance of the B vitamins.

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That’s the short list of how we get through the summer at the farm. With a little luck, we may even have a couple of instagram worthy photos and a lot of veggies at the end of it too!

please comment below on things that help you and your family make it through the summer! 🙂

Chickens: darlings or dinosaurs?

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from original post: *Thanks to snowmagedden and 11 “snow days” this post is a bit closer to Easter than intended. I don’t know about you guys, but I am not very good at getting much writing done when there are kids underfoot.

UPDATE 2019- firing the blog back up and adding a few suggestions with *links* to the products that have helped us. As an Amazon Associate I earn from qualifying purchases. Chicken feed, literally.  🙂

If you have ever considered getting chickens for your kids, I hope this post convinces you to start your own flock…

but as a veterinarian, I know many misguided souls will grab a chick as an Easter gift for the kiddo, not realizing the work/responsibility involved. And even some well-planned schemes of having  “pet chickens” will turn into the search for another home (out of suburbia) after a few months. But I also know with a little effort, those homes can be found.

If you find out that chickens are not for you – hey, at least you tried. Everyone has a rural relative. Go. Reconnect with them. (& take Fluffy Bottom PoopsALot – then go back and visit her/them.)

Whoa . .  . I sound like a drug dealer – “Just try it. You can always quit.”

But do it. GET* THOSE KIDS SOME CHICKENS – at least once.

(* in some cities, you can even “rent” a flock. Try before you buy!) 

the author as a young chicken inspector

the author as a young chicken inspector

I have had pet chickens off and on since I was a small child. Having children of my own has only given me more justification for having them – so, there is little hope for me outgrowing the addiction. There are many awesome blogs out there covering the joys of chickens and how to expertly care for them, (such as http://www.fresheggsdaily.com) but I want to use this post to introduce you to some of the lesser-known benefits of having chickens as pets for children.

Expectations:

  • Children + fluffy chicks = joy
  • Children + eggs = learning to do chores with farm-fresh cheerfulness
  • Children + chickens = endless and cheap kid-friendly entertainment

(well, I got that last part right!)

the farmhands and Easter chicks in 2012

the farmhands and chicks around Easter 2012

Yep. cuteness overload.

Yep. cuteness overload.

Inspecting fluffy bottoms.

Inspecting fluffy bottoms.

Reality:

Chickens will teach your kids to be good hand washers (ages 5 and up) – Not due to a developing awareness for health safety and basic hygiene (keep dreaming), but because your kids will tire of hearing you remind them to wash their hands after playing with their chickens. They will soon discover it is easier to just comply versus hearing a repeated lecture. Downside: the more you learn about why hand-washing is a good idea, the more horrifying it is to see a kid (usually, but not exclusively, the 5 and under crowd) lick something out of the chicken’s feed bin. Seriously. You will be up at night reliving this moment.

Chickens are fantastically terrifying.  (more on this in a bit)

Chickens are the ultimate dispose-alls. They will dispose of EVERYTHING you and your children do not eat. They will take this food and use it to make more eggs which you can use to make more food your children will not eat. <- a beautiful cycle, really.

We also throw every weed pulled from the garden into the chicken run. They love pecking at the green stuff/hunting for bugs and seeds. Check out one year’s garden plan for Box Turtle Farm.

Note: They don’t actually eat those Cutie peels, but throw them in there anyway (something for them to peck at and all citrus will decompose). I used to worry about whether our not an onion would be toxic to the hens and then I had kids – and other things to worry about. (Yes, onion can be toxic to chickens – but unless you have only one chicken and feed it only onion peels, you really should be worrying more about the kids’ hand washing than than onion toxicity. Common sense reigns – if your chickens have access to feed, they are highly unlikely to over-do it on anything you may have had on your plate. Our rule: If we had it plated up, it goes to the chickens. (As for stuff that hasn’t yet made it to the plate – such as dry beans, I can imagine those would be very appealing to the flock and toxicity could occur. If you find your dry beans are funky and want to throw them out, just put those straight into your compost.) Check out some other foods you will forget to worry about here: http://www.theprairiehomestead.com/2013/04/7-things-you-shouldnt-feed-your-chickens.html

Chickens are inexpensive (yet still fun) pets.  Cheap doesn’t have to mean boring. (As for that hermit crab you have from a beach trip two years ago – well, that was not my call. Even if I have been tempted! Ha!) Chicks only cost a few dollars each and adults average about $10 – just a little money invested and a lot of fun to be had (and extremely rare vet visits – that should push them waaaay up your “pet list”!) Now, providing a safe dwelling will cost you either money, or time spent ingeniously rigging up a safe coop from items you have already or can acquire free. Remember: Chickens are not snobbish, but your neighbors may be. 😉

They eat creepy crawlies. LOTS OF THEM. Want some excitement and action to watch? Skip the video game – turn the chickens out in the backyard! They are not quite as good at ridding your yard of ticks as guinea fowl or ducks, but they do help. Especially the teenagers. We try to run young birds in the yard with the kids as often as we can because they are ferocious hunters of the nasty little blood suckers. (Ticks: the only organism on the planet I wouldn’t mind personally eradicating.) 

They have “doable” life expectancies. (~ 8 years if lucky.) Longer than a hamster, blessedly shorter than the parrot that never got out of the “No!” stage.  My hilarious sister once told me when her kids start talking about new pets, she sees the relevant life expectancies hover in mid air like clues on BBC’s Sherlock (awesome show, btw. – You can watch it for free on  Amazon Prime –30 day free trial. Yessssss.)

They will keep your kids moving. Have you ever tried to run down a loose chicken? Yeah. Don’t.

Let the kids do it. Sit in your lounge chair with your tea or whatnot and watch them fly by at a full tilt from one direction and then another. Oh, look! Here they come again! “Yes, you almost had her that time! Great job!” (The kids will figure it out eventually and so will the chickens.) My ex-husband and I secretly called this “superhero training” but it is really great training for any sport. “Cardio. Cardio. Cardio.”

They will teach your kids responsibility. When you bring those adorable chicks home from the feed store (or post office if you are already hardcore about this), you will be the reason they live or die. Good precocial genes can only do so much. Without a mother hen or a responsible caregiver, drafts, cold temperatures (buy an extra one of those heat bulbs), inadequate or filthy feed and water, or predators (“Rover, nooooo!”) could promptly snuff out your investment. (<- another good lesson for children, but probably one best experienced secondhand). This chicken rearing business isn’t difficult, it just takes a little responsibility. Once the chicks start to get “real” feathers in a few weeks, they are pretty hardy.

They will teach your child the value (actual energy cost) of obedience: You will be amazed at how trying to train a chicken to do anything will give your children some insight into their own behavior. Just remember: be consistently perfect with your children and they will be consistently obedient. 😉

“DO NOT PUT THAT CHICKEN ON YOUR HEAD. Wow. Okay, do it again so I can get a picture.”        (a very tame silkie hen, on her side.)

Dinner is served. (No, I don’t mean the bird. For this post we are only talking about pet chickens!) If you have pet chickens and aren’t vegan, you will always have something to rustle up for a meal. Grab whatever you have in the fridge and add eggs. Bake. Easy. We call this: “Hakunah Frittatta.” No worries. We have eggs. 😉

But let’s talk about some more serious stuff. The best part about having chickens (even better than the hand washing, the fluffy cuddles, and yummy eggs) is that your children will have the hands-on opportunity to learn (at the very least)…

these four important life lessons:

1. Pecking order. If you look and act like a victim in life, you will be at the bottom of the pecking order, and if you start bleeding . . . possibly the food chain. (Chickens are attracted to and will peck at anything red.) Your best bet is to keep your head up, your eyes keen, and learn how to take care of yourself against a bully (outsmart or better yet – avoid them).

2. The early bird does indeed get the worm. (Or the cherry tomato.) If you see something you really want, get to it first and work damn hard to keep it.

3. Roosters (Extrapolation: all animals, even humans) when under the influence of hormones, will act like complete idiots. (2019: this is SOOOO much more important now that my farmhands are closer to adulthood- HOLY MOLY.) LIFE LESSON – Identify the dangers and avoid them. Chicken breeds have different temperaments, some even have “docile” roosters. There will be a later post about trying to find the “breed you need” – and another about why “you should have a roo too”, but for now, just keep the rooster locked up in the coop if your kids are playing with the hens. Consider: Roosters are capable of sneaky ninja moves and have two sharp spikes (spurs) that will easily be at eye-level to little ones. Avoid this- signed, Captain Obvious. 

A younger “m” and the young (still sweet) Salmon Faverolles. In this breed, the males are darker colored from a very early age.

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4. Things that are alive, will one day die. Children can learn this gently from a goldfish –a species doomed to poison itself with its own prolific nitrogenous waste if confined in small, unfiltered spaces. (Lesson there: get a betta if you want a bowl-dweller and get the poor dear a pretty moss ball to help it breathe.)  Or . . . they can witness the inevitable demise of a member of your flock. It will happen. Death can come suddenly from the sky (hawks) or the more horrifying – slowly (the raccoon that pulls a chick through your protective wire, bit by bit.). No matter how confident you are in your Ft. Knox Coop, someday, you will lose a bird. The trick is to not lose them all or often. Hint: electricity is your friend. Put hot-wire everywhere you can. We’ve had hawks take a few, a neighbors dog kill several within minutes, and Marek’s disease (presumed) strike down a few favorites that were purchased at the feed store and were unvaccinated. *Opt for this vaccination for your chicks if you can. It is very inexpensive and effective at preventing a fatal chicken disease that develops sadly after you’ve already named/become attached to the little guys. 😦

and then there’s the Stranger-than-fiction bird loss –

one of my all time favorite chicks. Just look at that little owl-like face! We named him

Meet one of my all time favorite chicks. Just look at that little owl-like face! We named him “Owlie”

And one morning I found this in the coop.

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(not Owlie)

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It had flown in through a small gap in the top netting, and was NOT HAPPY. But it wasn’t hungry either….

Out of 30 chickens, which one ((ONE!)) do you think it ate?

Yep. “Owlie.” (You just can’t make this stuff up.)

The disgruntled visitor flew out the front gate when I opened it. 😉

Your kids will get used to this “cycle of life” business. As soon as mine hear me say “Aw, Man. Something got into the coop!” they ask: “Who got eaten?” Next question is usually “Can we see the body?” (M and m are scientists.)

As for minor injuries on the chickens – to prevent all-out cannibalism, we spray anything injured/red with a cool-looking silver (aluminum) liquid bandage called Alu-spray. This includes sunburned chicken backs (when molts – normal loss and regrowth of feathers – occur during hot summer months) and minor wounds. Spray the affected body part silver, and BONUS! you have made an excellent “Robochicken” (kids love that)  AND covered up the delicious redness. That will keep the wounded bird off the menu. 🙂

and finally . . . The real reason your should get chickens as pets: they are COOL. Think chickens are just the docile little grass peckers that chortle pleasantly to each other as they bustle about? Need more excitement? In my experience (remember: our birds are spoiled, overfed pets) they will hunt down and kill anything smaller than they are and remotely interesting: mice, rats (watching a group of hens discover a rat’s nest full of babies is at the top of my “things I don’t want to see again” list!), snakes, lizards, unfortunate stray chicks (egad!), and any kind of invertebrate. Their ability to hunt is equally fascinating and scary.

Have you ever watched a hen stalk a cricket? She darts forward on strong legs that are armored in scales and end in long, sharp-clawed toes. She stops, tilts her head to the side, focuses, and suddenly stabs, pinching her prey between the double blades of her beak. The cricket rarely escapes.

Now imagine her bigger. MUCH bigger.

Our neighbor from our previous farm is MTSU (Middle Tennessee State University in Murfreesboro, TN)’s Geology and Paleontology professor and founder/curator of Tennessee’s new and awesome natural history museum (http://www.theearthexperience.org), Alan Brown. He would often come over while his daughter played with ours (and of course, the ever-entertaining chickens.) I loved hearing him talk about the similarities between our backyard birds (movement, feather structure, etc) and some of the giants of the past. He graciously contributed his expert opinion to this post and his message is clear: chickens are terrifyingly cool. 🙂

Tyrannosaurus rex, arguably the scariest meat eater to ever walk the earth has more in common with a chicken than you might think. Take another famous dinosaur like Stegosaurus and using any number of methods (phylogeny, comparative anatomy, morphology) T. rex has way more in common with the chicken than with the Stegosaurus.

All birds come from a type of dinosaur called Theropods and T. rex is a theropod dinosaur.

Another mind-blowing fact is the T. rex is closer in time to the chicken as well. Chicken to T. rex 65 million years; T. rex to Stegosaurus 85 million years.” – Alan Brown

T.rex femur (cast) in relative position.  Alan wins

T.rex femur (cast) in relative position. Also, the exact moment Alan won the “coolest neighbor ever” ranking with the kids!      Be sure to like the museum’s Facebook page – always fun! www.facebook.com/midTNmuseum 

Yep. You’ll never look at that little hen the same way. 😉

If you want something really cool for the kids (and you) to play with this summer – skip the video games and get those dinosaurs, I mean . . . chickens! 

Here are some of our favorite products:

Easiest temporary fence – Play yard for chicks and chickens. Works to keep them out of small areas of the garden too. Set up with these simple (step in) posts

Chicken Relocation Tote/crate : Our chickens get hauled to different “paddocks” or parts of the yard in these- bonus: Easy to clean.

egg baskets: bonus- these work great as rabbit hay feeders. 🙂

Favorite waterer/feeder– Very easy to clean, truly don’t leak, and just flip the base to switch to other use. So you’ll need at least 2- depending upon how bad your chicken addiction gets 🙂

Are you convinced to give chickens a try? 🙂 or if you already own them- how is it going?

Is it over yet?

(For a quick sneak peek at the garden plans – just skip to the photos below!)

It is the second week of February and I am feeling . . . squinty-eyed and paranoid.  This can’t be how winter will leave us. Things are just too mild. Didn’t January 2014 suck so much more than this January? What does that mean? (glancing over shoulder)  Are we are due an April ice storm? (eyes shifting quickly from the lovely clear sky above to the distant, iceless trees) We had more single digit degree days in January 2014 than I care to remember.

 I know those of you who have “real” winters each year are laughing (or cursing) – but for us Southern Folk, last year was hard. I knew I was in some sort of seasonal purgatory/hell when a friend posted a screen shot of a weather app on her phone for a day’s temperature in Anchorage, AK: 20 degrees, next to screen shot of the day’s temperature where we lived at the time – Murfreesboro, TN:  1 degree.

That ain’t right, people.

During those miserable, snowy, icy road and salty windshield weeks, my youngest and I were driving 3.5 hours to our old farm every few days to take care of the motley crew of animals (20+ chickens, 6 horses, 2 rabbits) and get it ready to list. As most of you know, listing a house/farm is no fun. You mean it has to be clean enough to show? At all times? People, I’m just trying to keep the livestock supplied with semi-liquid water!!!

We lost one old friend at the end of that bitter January, a 3-months-shy-of-30-years old red mare (Dandee) who had been one of my best friends since I was 16.  She was crippled and frail from a multitude of chronic issues, but a redhead – too stubborn to quit until she damn well pleased. She went down for the last time the very night we posted the “for sale” sign in the yard. To be honest, I think she just didn’t want to relocate again. Smart old girl.

So, that’s what I remember about January 2014: hard work, hellacious driving, my sweet “house elf” youngest as my soul-saving/joyful companion, and ending the month with a whopping dose of heartache. Maybe that is why I am twitchy in this easy, mild winter weather – just waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Wait a minute. Why are all the birds so dang chipper? Is the worst of winter truly over?

I will admit that the relative warmth is lovely, and spring feels close. Okay, very close. And dang if I don’t see daffodils popping up! See? (exhale. smile.) Six more weeks of winter? Hmm. Maybe this will be one of those years the groundhog didn’t know his fat, fluffy fanny from his shadow on the ground. Besides, as my daughters have told me – “He actually cares nothing about the weather, he’s just coming out of his burrow to see if any female groundhogs have moved into his territory.” LOL. Good point, girls.

Maybe I should be worrying a bit more about how I am going to get the main garden built in the next five weeks.  We have one solid working day at the farm per week until the end of May (that does not include starting seeds indoors – plenty of time for that). If my calculations are correct, I have a HOLY FREAKING MOLY amount of work to do in those 5 “work” days. Overwhelmed? Nah. It will get done. You just have to just keep at it. You’ll be surprised at how much you can accomplish when your original goal is overambitious. 😉 In wiser words:

“Plans are of little importance, but planning is essential.”

&

“Never, never, never give up.”
― Winston Churchill

Speaking of overly ambitious goals . . . I need to show you the rough sketches of the garden plans. (Please forgive my handwriting/scrawl and any spelling errors – Thank goodness for autocorrect.) So far, we have made many lists in a little notebook – organizing all of the seeds we have into amicable groups or by details such as planting times and growth habits.

THE RULE: Only the small, well-behaved (bush or trellised), or need to harvest often/ “high-maintenance” vegetables will be allowed in the main garden. I have a separate plot in mind for the wild, of questionable value, rambling, or “later season harvest” crazy stuff. Yep. That plot will be called the duck pen or the 3 sisters garden.

The main garden this year will be composed of a single rectangular permanent raised bed (Phase 1), many temporary wire cages of soil “thrones”, several “grow bags”, pots, and small, slightly improved areas of ground – including where the bean/kid teepees will rest. In 2-3 years, I’m hoping to have the remainder of the “square” in raised beds (see quilt design/sketch below). I doubt we will ever be able to plant to achieve a quilt effect in appearance – but the “pattern” (probably imaginary, but possibly by using string guides?) may eventually help me keep a little bit of order to it all. A little bit. Plus, quilts are cool. Quilt gardens are cool. Wait. All gardens are cool. 🙂 I love this Japanese quilt – isn’t it lovely? I was inspired by it and love that the resulting plan honors the “M”‘s of the family. See the “M’s” ?

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a Japanese quilt found on pinterest. LOVELY.

The "grand scheme" garden plan. Green: this year's raised bed. Red: mostly raised (except for path through herb garden) when garden is "finished" in a few years.

The “grand scheme” garden sketch. Green: this year’s raised bed. Red (square within square): will be mostly raised (except for path through herb garden) when garden is “finished” in a few years.

rough sketch of garden for 2015

rough sketch of garden for 2015. The area is a gentle slope, high = dry(er) and we have significant catchable rain runoff  from the house’s metal roof. The “wet” (thirsty) plants will be placed closer to the water source.

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proposed site for main garden (option A) – benefits: Close to water source, good drainage, and nearby shelter for non-gardeners (within conversation range) which doubles as a place for lazy afternoon admiring of our hard work (the covered front porch).

option B. farther from free water (runoff), part of it has poor drainage (rice? kidding) and to be honest- I want this to eventually be small riding arena. Garden, don't be greedy.

(option B.)  Downsides: Observation area is an uncovered deck. (Alabama summers . . . gasp. Ack.), it is farther from free/easy water (runoff), part of it has poor drainage (rice? kidding!), the kids would leave me to hide in their fort, and to be honest- I want this to eventually be small riding arena. (Garden, don’t be greedy. Don’t take my flat area!) So it is a pretty far down the list “option B.”

The Duck Pen/ 3 Sisters Garden <- click for more information. (3 sisters = traditional planting of corn, squash, and beans together.) We will have two bean teepees in the main garden, so I may just stick the really crazy varieties over here (the super long Chinese noodle beans, etc. The chickens would love it if they climbed on their fence!) with the cowpeas – (the ones that ramble along. I have a couple of fast producing bush types that I may try in the garden). This plot is a partially fenced area along the barn beside the existing outdoor chicken run. At summer’s end it will be fenced completely and used as an extension of the chicken/duck outdoor run. Easy (okay, lazy) clean-up after harvest: “have at it, guys!” If it works well, maybe we will kick the birds back out, let it compost (over late winter/spring) and use it as garden space again next summer!

ideas for the "duck pen" or "3 sisters" plot

ideas for the “duck pen” or “3 sisters” plot- the 6 + circles will be “thrones” planted in the color-coded pattern above.

duck pen/3 sisters plot

duck pen/3 sisters plot – as it looks early February 2015. Wow. There is a lot of work to do at the farm. The barn needs attention too. Bit by bit, it will get done. 🙂

Well, you get the general idea. I wonder if any of this will work. Looks like fun! Now, if I can just get the garden built!  I hope you are enjoying your February, be it sunny or snowy! I am looking forward to hearing your plans for your garden on A Thrilling Plot’s Facebook page. Don’t be shy! Tell us! What sort of crazy schemes are you coming up with for your garden? If it works, fantastic! if not, we have all learned something!


next week’s post: The terrifying (and awesome) truth about chickens – what the touchy-feely other books won’t tell you. Hint: it includes an awesome, real-life paleontologist’s perspective. 🙂 excited!

“Back away from the seed catalogs . . .”

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Birth, growth, beauty, manipulation, lies, illusion, deception, intrigue, delusion, experimentation, destruction, tragedy, murder, death, decay, reincarnation . . .

a new novel in the works?

Nope. Garden planning.

I have lost my little bit. You can call it spring fever, or comment – “that lady must really like to scoop horse poop.” It could even be more serious, an early-ish midlife crisis, but whatever the diagnosis – I am planning a new garden. A really cool one. As it is January, I am only in the beginning stage: amassing a mountain of horse poo – Mt. Poo. This steaming landform, if large enough, will compost well and be excellent garden substrate by spring. Joy!

And now it appears I have a newborn blog – a creative outlet for nonfiction and a historical record of what becomes of these seeds I gleefully ordered. Yes. This baby was born out of necessity, it has purpose. Blog = accountability. Oh, yeah. It’s on. Let’s do this.

This will be the first full summer at our small farm, land we owned 7 years ago and by luck or fate, own again.  There is a wide creek along the border, some pasture, lovely floodplain woods, and thanks to our ingenious friend who owned the property in the meantime, a small 1930’s relocated farmhouse.

Excited doesn’t cover it. We (okay, I) am poised, anxious to garden the ever lovin’ crap out of (that’s southern for “intensive – not quite ‘French’ and too liberal for ‘square foot'” gardening) a 40′ x 40′ area in the sun-soaked yard. We’ve had gardens every place we’ve lived: spiral, raised, nurtured or neglected. But this summer we will create . . . a masterpiece. Or a monster. Either way, it should be a heck of a lot of fun. We will plan, replan, and then execute “The Plan” and the inevitable 1500 addendums to The Plan. That is the plan. And by the end of the summer, hopefully, we will have a few flowers and edible items to go with the bug bites, irreparable farmer’s tans, tough feet,  wiry archery-ready and naughty-pony-proof arms, and a real bumper crop of photos.

Nothing lasts forever: not childhood, the delusional strength of middle age, or winter.