It’s hay time at the moment. Brent has been trying to work out what the weather is doing and what the grass is doing to work out when to cut. I can see how trading began with harvest. It’s a fine art juggling the variables to get a good quality product. It’s a gamble. So [...]
Archive for April, 2011
To get back to Coopa Cabana. Chicken Tiki was well and good, but when the girls started getting broody, it came up short. So the peep of chickens had to return to their bigger digs while I get the ouef-mobile up and running. We also have some new comers joining Kevin’s harem. Three red hens [...]
In Spanish it’s “mucho trabajo.” In American it’s “shitload of work.” People come around all the time and that’s what they say. It’s true, there are a lot of projects to work on. Somedays I don’t even know where to begin. That’s when I grab a glass of cheap red wine and watch the cows [...]
These are the words I heard over and over again by people when we talked about starting this whole farm thing. Most of those people have never farmed themselves so couldn’t elaborate on what exactly was hard about farming. I’m trying to figure out why people say this. The farmers we’ve talked to say one [...]
Working At Home. This was a status used by many at the place I used to work (computer geek stuff. They’re crazy like that). There was a positive correlation between degrees in Fahrenheit and number of employees “wah-ing” that day. As degrees in Fahrenheit increased so did the peeps who would W.A.H. Today and yesterday [...]
We bought an old Armagnac Farm. Most of the stuff on the farm has been sold at auction or pilfered by various people. There are, however, some very cool barrels. A friend of ours recommended pushing the end down and planting veggies near the kitchen. Brent grabbed one of the barrels and stuck it outside [...]
Spring has sprung. I think I actually hate that phrase so put another way, the smell of lilac is abound. I had one lilac bush in Seattle. It was scrawny and totally overwhelmed by the big bad walnut tree very near it (my garden master sister calls the walnut a “litter tree.” All year round [...]
(photo by M. Curtis) My Mom asked me what we intend to feed the cows. I told her, “grass!” We are grass farmers. Brent has done a lot of reading and experimenting with the pasture, so I won’t go into it. He can give you tons of detail on grass. In fact, don’t get [...]
