Three Sisters

Tina's Weekly garden update

4 rows of 6 mounds.

The past weeks have been relatively easy as far as my plot goes. Steve and I made a deal in which he would build my three sisters mounds for me, and in exchange I would plant his corn for him. That meant no raking huge amounts of dirt for me, and help for Steve to meet his goals. Hooray for collaboration!

I have always been interested in Native American history, and, in choosing to dedicate my plot to the three sisters method, I hope to develop the same understanding in regard to companion planting. The traditional three sisters are corn, beans, and squash. While I stayed true to the original family, I put my own spin on things by choosing different varieties.

Excuses....

Storm season in Campbell County. 

Weekly, "shmeekly", right!? In our defense, June has been one whizz bang of a month for us down on the farm. Along with transplanting over 100 individual plants out into the garden plot and completing the rest of the direct sewing, our well was struck by lightning for the second time (frying our control box and leaving us without water pressure for more than a week) and we're battling some of the highest summer temps in recent memory. The thermometer on the outside of the greenhouse measured 113 degrees at one point...in the shade! And now we are turning our attention to beautification as we get ready for the Fulton Family Reunion. I'll be concentrating on getting everything up to date in the next few days and hopefully we'll be off to a more sustained pace! 


-Erin

Photo Post: Nigerian Dwarves!!!!

Tuesday afternoon, Ma n' Pa finally rolled up with our Nigerian Dwarf goat herd! We have 1 of our bucklings (named Philoctetes) and 4 lovely ladies: Begonia, Apple Pie (who may be pregnant!), Raven and her daughter Falene. We have one more little buckling (Naveen) to pick up on Friday. Enjoy the cuteness!

Phil! He had to ride up front b/c the ladies were being protective of the baby, Falene.

My old nemesis......vegetables!

It's true...they're gross. At least most every vegetable I've tried in my life has been. However, I'm realizing more and more, that produce from the store and produce from the ground outside of your house, are two very different things...especially where taste is concerned. Last year, we were home for the tail end of the carrot harvest and they were unlike anything I had ever tasted from any grocery store chain. They were crisp, sweet, light and refreshing. I felt like I could climb a mountain (or at least a pretty steep hill) after I ate them. This was so very different from the tough, stringy, chewy and oddly tasteless foe of my school lunches from long ago. This is why I've decided to take a good share of the veggie variety on in my plot. I figure I might be more inclined to try those once yucky veggies again if I grow them myself. 

The Damn Deer Ate My Strawberries!

Isn't that how it always starts? We have a small plot of wildflowers, strawberries, buffalo berries, blueberries, and potatoes up where my wife, Erin, and I are building our house. We left our starts out just a little too long after dusk and our strawberries paid the price. In the name of all strawberries (and manly pride) I had to find a way to keep those deer away! I needed a cost effective and sustainably minded solution. I looked around for some thing to reuse and remembered the old fence I'd torn down a few months before. It would work perfectly. 

Overwhelmed, yet determined.

Confused, but committed to finding the answers. Both feelings I've become well acquainted with over the past few weeks. I've been working on 2 very different, yet connected projects, and have learned a lot, some of which may help others, and further the ideal that this life CAN be for everyone. If a reformed city girl can do this, ANYONE can!

One of the projects I've been working on is "the garden". Let me be perfectly honest and say I am NOT a gardener. I hate to get dirt under my finger nails. I would rather not crawl around outside on the ground, or get mud on my shoes so thick I can hardly keep them on. I rarely enjoy sweating, physical labor is not my strong suit, flying bugs freak me out, I don't care about calculating the size of my flower plots to allow for proper spacing or selecting the proper automatic sprinkler nozzle to ensure adequate irrigation of my vegetable plot.
    

I Love Bread...Bready, Bread, Bread...

Hence, my decision to grow wheat on my plot this year. The process of growing a plant and transforming it into a warm loaf of bread intrigues me (and by "intrigues" I mean "hungers").