Maybe We’ll Get Fruit This Year

Blackberries

If you were following us last year you probably remember me lamenting about not having any fruit. Of the 2 dozen or so fruit trees we only got a pathetic 95lbs. You’re probably thinking that’s plenty. The only problem is that nearly 20lbs of that was olives (which weren’t even edible until this year after a very lengthy lactofermentation) from the previous year’s crop and another 25lbs were apples which didn’t ripen until the end of the year. Between January and October we were blessed with 40lbs of fruit. An average of about 1lb of fruit a week for three people from 27 trees. Kind of pathetic if you ask me.

We didn’t get any fruit from the Clementines, Fig, Lemon, Mandarin, Medlar, Mulberry, Peach, Blood Orange, Persimmon, or Plum trees. The Aronia, Blueberries, Grapes, Raspberries and Rosehips only gave us another 4lbs or so.

Itty Bitty Blood Oranges

This year I have a feeling it will be different. The rains didn’t knock off all the blooms like they did last year so our trees are covered with fruit right now. The only problem tree was the almond which the squirrels have already stripped bare. As long as it doesn’t rain again anytime soon we won’t have to worry about the fruit splitting and rotting on the trees.

Bosc Pear

The cherry trees were a bit lackluster this year but that could be the birds were chomping on quite a bit of them. But the pears, OMG the pears are covered in fruit! Well the Asian pear is and I had to thin it quite a bit. The Bosc pear is not quite as fruitful but it is definitely an improvement from last year.

Medlar fruit

What I’m really excited about is my medlar tree! Last year we only got two fruits from it and I wasn’t successful at bletting them correctly. This year it’s covered in fruit. I look forward to giving them a try for the first time. Yes, you read that right. I’m growing a tree whose fruit I’ve never tasted. I might very well hate the taste but I was willing to take the chance on it. If anything I can always use it in jams and desserts mixed with other fruit.

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Reverence Through Celebration

Last year's constant torrential downpours left us with many problems.

“Last year it rained into late June and the year before that it rained in July.” Around here it generally never rains past mid May.

Most people that I say this to give me a funny look. They don’t believe me and then wonder how I even remember that. To them the weather is a day-to-day event that only dictates what they are doing right then – whether they are putting on pants and a jacket or going to the beach. They don’t remember what the weather is like from year to year. They disconnect from the rhythms of nature because they don’t need to be connected any longer. Their life doesn’t depend on Mother Nature to provide them with food. The grocery store shelves are always comfortably filled with food because if we can’t get the food here we can get from another state or from another continent completely.

The only exception to this is for the people that live in an area with major storms that dramatically impact their life. Hurricanes, tornadoes and blizzards can turn their daily activities upside down and this makes for memorable weather. Droughts can also do this when people have to change their lives – no more watering the lawn AND sidewalk – to accommodate it. But the small nuances – the amount and timing of rain, the first and last frost dates, false springs, unseasonably cold or warm weather – most people just don’t remember that.

When you grow and raise food, however, these small nuances can have a drastic repercussions. For commercial farmers it could mean losing their farm.  For those of us that also grown and raise food we depend on the food to save us money and so we have to be in tune with the weather cycles as well. When we lived in a agrarian society people knew how important this was. They had a deep respect for Mother Nature and knew that she ultimately decided if it was going to be feast or famine. With that reverence came celebration. They honored nature in the spring with fertility rituals (the May Pole was quite phallic) and in the fall with harvest festivals. They had celebrations for every season including the return of the sun in the depths of winter.

In the U.S. we really only celebrate one holiday as a nation (pockets throughout the U.S. that have large immigrant populations tend to ce that has agrarian origins – Thanksgiving. For most people today it is simply the day of tryptophan induced food comas and the day before “Black Friday.” Groundhog day is a more minor holiday with an agrarian history but how many people, including yourself actually know what this year’s prediction was? And was it even correct?

In contrast, Europe, which many parts are still quite agrarian (factory farming doesn’t have a foothold there like it does here in the U.S.) celebrates many of it’s historical holidays centered around farming. Many of their religious holidays, such as Martinmas, still include agricultural rituals.

The vast majority of Americans no longer eat seasonally so many are unaware that peppers and tomatoes don’t grow all year (we’ve had people ask us if we can bring them homegrown tomatoes in December). With this disconnect to growing food it isn’t surprising that our current food system in the U.S. has suppressed our desire to celebrate the seasons.

As more people start to change their diets, grow their own food, and eat locally we’re seeing these celebrations return. We host a Celebrate Spring and a Harvest Potluck for our urban and rural farming friends every year. Loma Vista Farm, where we teach workshops, hosts a Spring Festival and Harvest Festival every year. There’s the Gravenstein Apple Fair In Sonoma County, the Harvest Festival at Ardenwood Historic Farm, the Hoes Down Harvest Festival at Full Belly Farm, and the Spring Fling and Harvest Festivals at Slide Ranch just to name a few.

What are your favorite agrarian celebrations?

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My Apologies

If you just got a bunch of outdated posts to your email I have to say I’m really sorry about that and just ignore them. Apparently transferring the blog from Blogger to WordPress isn’t as smooth as some will have you believe. The posts that showed up this morning were old posts from the Blogger account that didn’t get transferred during the first time around. I fixed the bug this morning when I realized that one of the posts I wanted to link someone to was missing. Unfortunately when it got fixed it emailed everyone that subscribed those outdated posts (thank you to Shelley for letting me know it did that). The good news is that now that all the posts are there it won’t happen again. Thanks for your understanding!

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Update on the Tater Tots…and Hank the Tank

One Big Happy Family

The Tater Tots are growing really fast. They’re just about 4 weeks old now and gaining more and more independence. Where they once followed mom closely they now wander further away. Tater is still very protective of them and comes running when a wayward poult cries but it’s much less often now than it was a couple of weeks ago.

Growing Up

Three of the 9 poults have decided that they no longer need to sleep under mom at night. Putting them away for the evening I walked into Turkey Town to find 3 of them roosting on the 4′ high roost. Did I mention the poults can fly now? They’re pretty good at it and we’ll be needing to clip their wings soon to save my onions from guaranteed destruction.

It’s no secret that Hank is one of my favorites around here. I just love that big ol’ lumbering tom. Hank has now taken an active role as well. Unlike many toms he’s not the least bit aggressive with them and is very careful when walking around them. I was hesitant for a long while to allow the poults out and about with Tater mainly because I was worried of what Hank would do. But he’s such a mellow and sweet bird I should have known better. Mom allows him to hang around, unlike any errant chicken that comes too close. I will sometimes find Hank with them while Tater is in Turkey Town eating. The poults don’t seem to worry as long as they can see at least one of them.

Since the hens went broody we’ve been keeping Hank in Chicken City at night so we didn’t have to worry about him trampling the eggs or disturbing the hens. One of the awesome things about Hank is he always knows where he’s supposed to sleep, unlike the turkey hens who can never figure it out and we always end up having to hunt down and herd them into Turkey Town (though we’ve gotten a reprieve with the poults being around). So for weeks he’s been going in to Chicken City at dusk. Two nights ago I went to put the turkeys to bed and Hank was laying in the doorway like a sentry. Because he’s been spending more time safely with the poults I decided to let him stay there.

Showin' the kids how it's done

Yesterday afternoon I came out and caught Hank giving himself a dust bath and sunning himself with the poults. Many of them you can’t see because they are right on the other side of him bathing. Last night he slept next to Tater and then this morning while he was laying in the yard out popped two poults from underneath him.

Hank has definitely spoiled us. I’ve heard horror stories about aggressive toms but Hank is nothing but the opposite.

 

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Long Weekend Ahead

Oh how I love the three day weekend. With the days getting longer all I can think about is hanging out in the yard and playing with the critters. But this weekend, this three day weekend I’ve got some big and not-so-big plans. And I have a lot of them.

  • Fava beans need to get harvested and the plants turned in to the soil.
  • We’ve got some major weeding to do. MAJOR weeding. I’m not even going to post a photo of the garden right now because it’s that embarrassing.
  • Apples and pears need to get thinned and then we need to “sock” the apples.
  • Finish hotwiring the fence. Squirrels, you better kiss that fruit goodbye ’cause you’re not getting to it ever again!
  • Pickle 30lbs of artichokes.
  • Make 3 lbs of cheese.
  • Start working on the greenhouse and figure out the framing materials we will need.
  • Set up a new milking area (this will be the 4th or maybe the 5th iteration) and start milking Sedona.
  • Trim hooves on the goats.
  • Figure out what to do about the wild blackberry in our yard. Pull it out or try to contain it?
  • And then of course the usual stuff, laundry, cleaning, animal care, farmers’ market, etc.

Will I get everything done? Probably not. I’m certain it will all flow over into next week as well. The must-do items are the cheese, artichokes, milking and apple trees. Those items just can’t wait. Of course there are many more projects we have in the plans going on including building a cob oven and outdoor kitchen, a large patio trellis, a shed, a hay storage area, and of course painting the house inside and out.

What are your plans for the long weekend?

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Want to Check Out an Urban Farm?

Even though we can’t give tours doesn’t mean you can’t go check out some other amazing urban farms!

Farms on the tour include:

Indigoat Farm

Shattuck Farm

Tiny Berkeley Garden

Pluck & Feather Farm

Beegrrl Gardens

The Algarden & DaTerra Food Forest

Pineheaven Farm

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We’re Drowning in Cuteness Over Here

Duke’s eggs hatched! She’s got 8 poults. Yes, she looks exactly like Tater. It can take awhile of studying them to tell the difference between the two. Now we just need a creative name for Duke’s poults.

The Tater Tots are growing quickly. They are spending more time out and about with mom. Fortunately they’ve got some lungs on them so if something is wrong or one gets separated from the rest we know even when we’re in the house.

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Maker Faire Magic

The East Bay Urban Agriculture Alliance had a booth this year at the Maker Faire. Tom, Brande and I were the point people with putting it together. With the help of our volunteers we put together a great display this year. Last year we didn’t know what our booth space was so it was lacking. But this year…awesome! We had these super cute signs made out of cardboard and burlap. We had a great photo display and TONS of handouts. I do have to say that next year we need more handouts. They went fast.

But the biggest draw to the booth were the chickens. We brought three of our friendliest girls – White Chicken (a White Rock), Lefty (Easter Egger) and Big Red (Buckeye). Once set up White Chicken immediately built herself a nest and laid an egg. They were really calm and pretty much ignored everyone. They’re pretty used to having a lot of people around and being around loud noises so this was just par for the course. They were just excited to have a nice thick layer of straw to scratch around in.

There was no rest. The second people saw chickens they had to come over. Especially the children. They were crazy for hens. I never realized just how popular chickens were. It seemed like everyone wanted to know more about them because they were thinking of getting some or just got some. Tom and I ended up at the booth all day fielding questions even when the other EBUAA volunteers showed up to help.

We were able to sneak away for awhile to teach a Happy Chicken workshop. We brought Lefty along as eye candy. She was awesome and made me so proud. She just stayed on the table, pecking at some scratch and letting us pet her. She never made a move to escape although she did leave a little present on the table (really glad there was a disposable cover on the table).

It was definitely worth all the work we put into it this year and look forward to doing it next year.

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At Least I’m Not Using Patchouli

I make my own cold process soap. I have a tub full of it in my garage. I no longer buy shampoo or conditioner. I no longer buy body wash. I use apple cider vinegar on my hair instead of conditioner. I wash my face with coconut oil – organic hexane-free extra virgin coconut oil. I refuse to dye my hair anymore as much as I want to get rid of all this gray. I’m now researching how to make my own deodorant and my own toothpaste.

I’m transitioning all my cookware to stainless steel, glass, ceramic and cast iron. I avoid foods in cans and I don’t eat any processed foods. I refuse to/can’t eat anything with soy in it (it’s a personal problem and I’ll spare you the details). I use glass “tupperware” and my microwave’s primary function is to store food so the cats don’t get it. We carry a basket at the farmers market and don’t use any bags for our produce – everything just gets dumped into the basket.

My life has really changed over the last decade. In college I ate nothing but processed food, dyed my hair bright colors, and cooked on the cheapest cookware I could find. The microwave cooked more meals for me than the stove.

It’s been over the years that I’ve slowly been eliminating products from my life. Soy was probably the first one but it was not by choice. But looking for the reason why I was having a reaction to soy opened my eyes to a whole new world of information and the transition had officially started.

 

 

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Freedom!

The poults are growing fast. We’ve been keeping them inside Turkey Town when we’re not home but when we are we had built a little yard for them to go out to stretch their legs and wings. Today we decided they could go out with everyone else. The chickens pretty much just ignored them as did Hank. But that didn’t stop Tater from chasing away anyone she deemed too close. If charging them didn’t work she went at them Kung Fu style feet first. After just a couple times everyone respected mom. I am thrilled at how fantastic a mother Tater is.

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