Getting around to it…

I am constantly teetering back and forth between feeling backed up on projects and hardly knowing where to start, stressing because it feels like “nothing is getting done” – and conversely, patting myself on the back for how much HAS been done around here since we moved in. We have only been here 3 1/2 months, but it feels like longer.

The garden is totally in now and managing rather nicely. I’m trying to decide whether i want to lug wood chip mulch over there to lay down paths and help smother out weeds. Or lay down cardboard for the same reason. Or just go up there every week or so and use the hula-hoe to till back the weeds before they go to seed. I also need to get the rain barrel project done with and set up, so if we hit a drought during peak of summer coming up, we dont have to lug so many buckets up hill.

The last visit with the extension agent, Craig, had me trying to zero in and focus on what could be our cash crop to aim for. He also encouraged me to sow a fall crop of something fast growing and do a tailgate market with it this year. For the tailgate I’m going to try sowing a bit more Candy Roaster Heirloom Squash and/or green beans. For the focus crop next year, I’m thinking strawberries, and medicinal herbs. Medicinal herbs being the big one: reason being, they grow very well in this bio-region of the country, they have few pests and need little maintenance, many of them need to be grow in order to protect the wild varieties from over harvesting, and they are more valuable ounce per ounce than fruits and veggies are.

I encountered a young woman at work a few days ago who, in the course of conversing with me, divulged the fact that she had been living on her family’s property – where her dad was wanting to build up a permaculture school and grow some food on the property, and her sister ran a summer camp from there too – and then her mom went against all of their wishes and sold the property to a developer. 150 acres that had been in the family for a couple hundred years, just, gone! All of it. She had to move off the land because the developers were taking over at the end of the month. She said it was breaking her family apart, even her parents 40 year marriage. I wanted to cry with her. What a waste of history, of a family heirloom, of a valuable family asset, of a chance to preserve our natural spaces?! Such a horrible shame.
After talking for a bit longer I gave her my number, in case she and her dad still wanted space for workshops and school related to permaculture, I have mututal interest and the space I could offer to share in such endeavors. We’ll see if that goes anywhere – it could be a partnership of mutual benefit if it did.



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