An urban micro farm experiment. Adventures in trying to live a simple life.
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Tired of feet.
I haven't been outside for almost a week. Tomorrow I'm going to the surgeon to have the stitches taken out. At least that's the plan. But meanwhile, back inside, I spied a large gathering of gigantic crows on my neighbor's driveway and lawn drinking some puddle water and digging for worms. All I see is crows flying from behind my house and swooping down onto the lawn. By the time I got myself up, strapped into my boot and on my scooter with my camera, there were only two left. But they were big.
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.