An urban micro farm experiment. Adventures in trying to live a simple life.
Sunday, May 2, 2010
Was yesterday just a dream?
No, it really happened. Not too stiff this morning after participating in a marathon of large motor activities that included transplanting all of the tomato seedlings, washing and putting up the screens and carrying the storms back into the basement, mowing the lawn, washing the cars and putting some order back into my kitchen. It was an Advil kind of night. A martini first and Advil later. But things look good this morning. When I am home, I'll just raise the garage door to let the light in. I haven't thought of a plan for the days when I'm at work. In the past, I brought everything back outside. There must be an easier way.
In historical order: printmaker, typographer, graphic designer, semi-professional handbell musician, radical minimalist and self-sustaining urban micro farmer and a collector of mid-century objects d'art.
The question is: can I turn the backyard of my home into an urban micro farm?
The verdict is still to come but through much planning, hard work and blissful ignorance, it definitely seems like a good possibility!
2009 was the official start of Daisy Farm.
The purpose of this blog is to serve as my written record of how things are going, a little history and perhaps some miscellaneous ramblings that might crop up while I'm waiting for something else to do in the garden.