Now We Can Turkey To Out Heart’s Content

As I mentioned previously, it presents some difficulties when trying to introduce new turkeys or chickens to an existing flock.  These birds are a food source for us, but I was NOT going to put up with blood spattered bird fights like we’ve had with our roosters.  So in order to solve the problem, we now have two turkey coops.  One will house our breeding stock:

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The other will house the babies.  The chicks we hatch will grow out in their own fenced in area.  As they will all be destined for freezer camp at some point, we will just not have any out there during the winter – Thanksgiving being the perfect processing time.  The breeders have an indoor coop but the grow-outs have an old pig hut that wouldn’t do much good in a blizzard.

The new pen is made of dog kennel panels from the local stockyard supply place.  I was so happy that this went up easy.  The guy at the supplier laughed when I told him it was going to be a bird cage, as these panels could sequester a bull! (Yes I over build –  but then again nothing breaks now does it?)  My only injury was dropping one of the panels on my foot (Bruised!).  But!  No blood was spilled in the accomplishment of these tasks!  A rarity indeed!

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NO VACANCY!

JAZ Farm is officially full up.  There is no vacancy and no more room at the Inn – unless you want to sleep in the camper!

The farm is set up in sort of a “U” configuration.  Permaculture dictates that you lay out your place in zones: the house area being Zone 1, the parts of the homestead that need daily attention (like gardens and livestock, etc, thus the shortest walking distance away, being Zone 2, and Zone 3 being things that require less attention, like the orchard and pasture, etc.  We call our daily routine in zone 2 “doing the stations of the cross”.  Go outside and deposit compost, walk over to the coop and get eggs, take care of the boy goats, tend the pigs, and make sure everyone has food and water and is healthy and happy.  Then take a walk around to the west to feed and water the donkeys, then the turkeys, then the girl goats.  After breakfast, go out and work in the gardens.  Do it all again in the evening.

As of today, all the stations are full again!  After having a conniption because my piglet supplier had forgotten me and promised an entire litter to one person, she called and admitted she had forgotten and felt really bad!  GOOD!  Evidently, she has a new 4 month old girl spawn.  Remembering back the 24 years ago that happened to us, I was willing to be a compassionate grandpa figure.

Anywho, she held two little piggies back for me.  As usual, with farm things, I didn’t expect to be getting them today.  At 2:00 this afternoon I found out they were available.  At 5:00, they were in their pen!  I scrambled to rake out the hut, lay down fresh straw, get to the feed store to get something for them to eat, and get water in one of the buckets.  Then off I went in my little POS run around car with a dog crate in the back. Got there ok, and it is always fun to see the mom who sprung ’em.  As usual, she was the size of a Buick and endowed in a way that would make Stormy Daniels blush.  Would guess momma sow to weigh in at 6-700 lbs.

We were also going to get a “gilt” (baby girl pig) to keep for future breeding, but the breeder didn’t have one due to forgetting about holding them for me.  But, after seeing her pregnant future mommas, she told me that there will be many available around the end of June.  We aren’t in a hurry and that should work out fine.  Considering the scarcity of pork that is on the horizon, I’ll take what I can get.

These are the youngest little guys we’ve had (6 weeks).  Today was weaning day so they have never been away from mom before.  If you have ever done the rhyme “This little piggy went to market, etc., etc.” The one that is the little toe:  “Went Wee Wee Wee all the way home”, must have been made up by a farmer.  They SCREAMED all the way home.  I think I need to go to an audiologist.  We’ve experienced it many times before, but there is something about a freaked out pair of baby pigs, in a dog crate, in the back of your car, that really drives the point home.  SQUEAL!!!!

So JAZ Farm is full up.  The tally is thus:

  • 2 and sometimes 3 bipedal humanoids
  • 2 Labrador Retrievers.
  • 2 Barrow piglets (castrated males)
  • 2 Nigerian Dwarf boy goats (bucks)
  • Two donkeys
  • 3 Nigerian Dwarf girl goats (does)
  • Half a dozen Bourbon Red turkeys
  • 35 laying hens
  • 26 broiler chickens
  • 8 turkey eggs cooking in the incubator
  • Depending on the day anywhere from 2 to infinity barn cats
  • Half an acre vegetable garden and a work in progress fruit and berry orchard

That ought to keep us plenty busy.  If you need anything take a number and we’ll try to act like we are concerned.  Leave a message, someday we’ll get back to you.

Tomorrow I’m going to have to go out and rig up one of the dog fences around the pig hut.  These little dudes probably don’t even weigh 3 pounds at this point so they can likely squeeze through some of the fence holes.  They are secure enough for now, but once they get over being freaked out, they will start exploring.  Right now they are even shorter than the lowest electric wire 12 inches off the ground..  Thank goodness they grow fast.

Here are some initial pictures-  Not very good ones as they kept trying to hide under each other.  They weren’t feeling too photogenic.

PS:  Zina found out we got them and drove all the way out here to see them, just walked in the door.  Could have predicted that one!  Let the worrying and fussing begin.  She loves the creatures!

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The Piggie Count Down Has Commenced! Turkey Babies Are Cooking.

Because of all of the potential for a food disaster in the mid-west due to all of the flooding, the grumpy farmer has heeded that warning.  My sleep schedule usually follows the sun these days.  Rarely am I up past nine, and usually awaken around 4 am.  Laying there this morning, I started thinking about what this spring flooding (which NOAA says is just getting started) will mean nationally.  Bottom line, meat, bread, eggs and Doritos are going to be rarer and more expensive.  Keep in mind that Smithfield Foods, that was one of the largest pork producers in the country, is now owned by the Chinese.  If pork, in this example, becomes more expensive to produce, that company will likely supply its own country of ownership first.  After all, the Chinese don’t have any pretense of following the fallacy that we have of some kind of “Free Market” System.  One article I read referenced our Secretary of Agriculture who said that up to a million calves could already have been lost in Nebraska.  Meat will never be cheaper than it is right now.  Go buy it, freeze it, smoke it, can it or Jerky it.

Because of this, I started shopping for oinkers on- line, on my iPad, at 5 am on a Sunday morning.  By 7:30 I had a response and have secured 3 pigs to be picked up in about two weeks.  Piglets get weaned from their mothers at around 8 weeks so they have a couple weeks to go.  We will get our usual two that will go off to freezer camp in the early fall, and we are spending a little more money to get a show quality female to keep as farm pet and breeder stock.  We had one previously, but I couldn’t handle her because of my back injury.  Now that we have some more infrastructure, and I’m back to living horizontally, we are going to likely try to breed her later in the fall when she is full grown.  Pigs take 115 days to give birth so it stands to reason that we will have piglets next spring!

As long as we can get corn, some feed, and the produce and bread scraps we get from a food bank, we will be able to stay meat sufficient.  We can produce pork at a fraction of the cost of the grocery store, it’s organic, anti-biotic free, and it’s non-GM feed.  Besides!  Piggies is cute!

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The incubator is up and running.  We are cooking up some turkey babies.  We will candle the eggs next weekend to check to see if Mr. Tom is doing his job correctly.  Whichever eggs show themselves to be fertile should arrive as fluff balls in 28 days.

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Between planting, animals, brooding out this year’s chickens, finishing the hail covers for the gardens, the impending visit from Zina’s brother and his wife, teaching gardening classes at a nursery near our old house, and trying to finish a weaving project, things have been anything but dull.  When people are on retreat, don’t they usually just sit and stare at a Lotus flower?  I think I’m not doing this correctly.

Behold!  The grumpy farmer man teaching the city peoples how to grow food for the Zombiepocalypse!

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It’s Spring and We Are Back To Normal…..ish.

The animals are all out and about.  Ross the Ferrier was here to give the donkeys a pedicure, the goats are hopping, the chickens are chickening, the little roasters are downstairs growing by leaps and bounds, the tomatoes are loving the grow room and the turkeys are laying a bunch of eggs!  Still looking for pigs, but it’s still pretty early.

We have a pretty good handle on the “cycles” of the Nigerian does.  April won’t just be known for April Fool’s Day (Both my father’s and BIL’s birthdays) and tax deadline day, and, I guess, Easter. It will also be JAZ Farm goat breeding season.  First up will likely be Cumin and Dozer.  After that, we may wait awhile for the others in order to get them on a spring kidding schedule.  If it takes, she will kid at the end of September (155 days).

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In the picture above, Cumin is the one on the ground.

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Above:  My fave.  Dozer

When we raised our first turkey flock, it was with the intention of hatching their eggs and using them to provide a meat source.  I’d have to do way too much infrastructure work to have cows, and we aren’t trying to feed a multitude.  Ground turkey is quite good and has made a great addition to our pigs, and chickens.  In the last 6 weeks or so, the birds have been getting their turkey on.  We get a few eggs a day and we have been scrambling them.  Tasty!  We held off on incubating them because they were eggs from very young birds and an, ahem, inexperienced and clumsy Tom.  Now that they seem to have their groove thing going, we are collecting eggs and will be putting them in the incubator this coming Sunday.  That way none of them will be even a week old.  They are supposed to be viable for up to 10 days, but anything longer than seven days and things get iffy.  It would be fun to let the hens raise their babies, but we have found, and the literature confirms this, that their motherly instincts aren’t too strong.

Of course, if we have a new dozen birds hatch at the beginning of May, we need a place to raise them once they come out of the brooder.

I did a stupid thing last night.  We went out to dinner at our local taco joint.  Because I’d been working pretty hard, I downed a couple of large glasses of iced tea.  The caffeine kicked in and I lay in bed not being able to sleep.  Zina wanted to know where and how we would raise the new birds up.  It was exactly that that my mind latched onto and I spent the night trying to figure it out! (Obsess much?). That’s my thing.  Thinking things over and over until it’s perfect in my mind before a single board is sawed or screw driven.

Fortunately, we figured it out.  When all is said and done we will have 4 different coops and a chicken tractor.  This time the answer will be made of dog kennel chain link panels and a hog shelter we already have.

I have once again been working myself to exhaustion.  It must be spring. I have been meeting my Fit Bit steps goal without any trouble.   All is well and this spring is FAR wetter than last so the gardens will have a fighting chance vs the severe drought we faced last year.  Plants will get planted. The orchard will get developed.  The broiler chickens will get raised.  The goats will be bred.  The layers lay with epic volume.  The donkeys do their donkey thing, and the farm will do everything we have hoped it would do when we drove the first post to make a dog run 6 years ago.

Of course, we are expecting March snow this weekend.

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And Just Like That…. It’s “Summer!”

It’s a mud hole here.  We still have drifts big enough that we have to keep the does penned up so they don’t escape by going over the fence by running over them.  BUT!  Where there are no drifts, it is starting to dry up!  YAY!  I am so sick of slop.  Of course, after the 70 degree weather we are going to have this week, we have predictions for snow this coming weekend.  Hopefully, it won’t be enough to mud the place up again.  I’m here to attest to the fact that that bomb cyclone was a SOB.  All of our support goes out to the Nebraskans and all those living in river basins and drainage areas.  They are getting water and flooding like Noah and the flood.  We have the BIL and the SIL coming next week and it would be inconvenient to have the Detroit suburbanites come out and have to slog through the mud to meet the donkeys.

We took the boy back to college yesterday.  He was on spring break but I’m not sure he thought it was much of a break.  We picked him up sporting a wicked chest cold.  He had JURY DUTY that took up two days (fortunately he was able to convince the attorneys to let him go – although he was in the pool of preferred candidates going into the last hour), and he spent most of the rest of the week sleeping and re-charging from being sick.  Oh well.  It was a break.  I never got to do much during spring break either…. oh ya, “Hey boy!  Find a job!”

I’ve been Fit-Bit training.  Both of our doctors don’t seem to understand just how many steps we get in in a day just by doing chores and taking care of things (“You need to get cardio in, in addition to the farm work,” they say.  Look doc.  Have you ever even BEEN to a farm??).  So I had to find out.  The first day I wore the new leash, without doing anything out of the ordinary, I had 8625 steps in for the day.  You can set whatever daily goal you wish, but 10,000 steps is that new thing “they” tell you to aim for.  One additional walk up and down the driveway would fill that shortage. The difference here is that one is usually hauling something or pulling something at the same time (Feed bags, tools, wagons, water buckets, poop – you know….. the basics).  I’d say we are good.

The race to get the hail guards done in time for planting is ongoing.  After today, I have 11 of 21 finished.  If I cover one with screen per day, I’ll have them done in roughly a week and a half.  Planting is the mid-to end of May so as long as we keep drying out, we should be all set.  It needs to dry out and firm up as we need to have a semi come in with a load of planters mix soil for the new beds and the orchard we are building.  I have been teaching gardening classes in the city.  Ironically, this next class is all about raised beds and drip irrigation.  Something I know a thing or two about!

We embarked on the hail project mainly because of the drought last year.  The challenge here is the increased intensity of the sun at a mile above sea level.  Last year we had extreme drought that dried everything out and got the best of us.  I gave it some thought and decided that having a cover that we could throw sun-shade cloth over would help tremendously (It works pretty well in the greenhouse).  This year though, is the complete opposite of last year.  The mountains have “mountains” of snow which will likely make our spring thaw the normal violent hail/rain/tornadoes we normally get.  It will be nice to have the shade cloth, but I suspect the hail screening will be the real hero this spring.  I think the screens will work great.  I still have to cover the rough edges so the sun shades won’t get hooked on them.  I’m thinking of globbing on silicone caulking to provide a nice soft edge.  We’ll see.

The grow tables in the basement are filling up.  In the next day or so the plants will all be transplanted from their cubes into the grow-out pots.  Then the next round of seedlings get started, including hundreds of onions.  I go through at least 15 big bags of potting soil a year to get everything started.

Now that the ground is firming up I can finally get to the greenhouse again.  Chicken poop compost is on the agenda for the beds along with the new drip irrigation plumbing for the 9 new beds we are adding.  I’m excited to try out my new in-line fertilizer doser that mixes liquid fertilizer into the drip irrigation lines so the plants can be fed automatically.

We are on piglet search for the spring and our new broiler chicks arrived last week.  All is bustling here once again.  It’s nice to not be contending with retirement, selling a house, unnecessary conflicts, building a barn, having surgery……….   just farming.  My self-imposed JAZ Farm ashram retreat, such that I’m allowed, has been the ticket.  The head is clearing up.  I’m not the same person I was (better for me and my family – the three of us) so some folks will see some serious differences.  For me they are the right answer.  Others will simply have to adapt.  Not my problem.

Weaving, unfortunately, is on the back burner these days.  I have these great napkins on the loom, but finding time to get there and throw the shuttle has been a bit difficult.  Just the way of life on the farm.  It’s spring!  Even the garlic, wheat, and dandelions are coming up!

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Here Comes The Sun

We are looking forward to warmer weather coming this week and next so the drifts will melt off.  So are the animals, as they’ve been corralled and penned up the past few days.  It will be muddy, but the sooner it happens, the sooner I can finish the new garden boxes and covers.

Tomorrow new Chicks arrive!  30 little cheepers.  2 different kinds of broilers.

The seedling room is in full swing!  I transplanted the baby tomatoes into their grow out pots.  That means that the mini-suns had to be fired up.  The lamps have a new air filter, the fluorescents light the littler babies and now the halides are in charge of the tomatoes.  More will be put under them as they get replanted.  The tomatillos are ready and the peppers won’t be far behind.

Yes.  If we were powering those monsters from the power grid, this would be stupid expensive.  That’s why we are solar.  While the sun is up, the panels transfer the sunlight into the basement.  We could never grow these all out without them.  It’s 29 outside and even the greenhouse doesn’t hold enough heat overnight to get them all going.

Next up….. starting the onions.  Lots of onion.  We start them indoors because mice eat the seeds if we plant them out directly.

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Might As Well Get Something Done Before Stormaggedon

It’s almost 60 degrees and no wind.  The calm before it all cuts loose.  The weatherdude just gave us a 100% chance of a blizzard tomorrow with over 75 mph gusts.  Evidently, the farther out onto the plains you go, the more snow is to be expected.  So that puts us at a foot or more of wet heavy slop.  We are definitely east/central Colorado.  Unfortunately, because the mountains are expecting up to 2 feet, that means that very soon when spring runnoff starts we are going to have to contend with hail again.  The last wind storm cost us shingles.  All the other buildings have metal roofs…. just not the house.  Figures.

That being said, I finished up the last of the hail guard frames for the raised beds and tried out the screens.  Looks like they will work.  One down and “only” 26 more to go.  This is the part that pokes and scratches.  I’ll just turn up the radio so no one hears my cherub like expressions and colorful chanting.

Tomorrow is a canning and weaving day intermixed with clearing the snow off of the chicken coop netting.  We had it collapse once under the weight.  Lesson learned.

 

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Building The Beds

The goal this year has been to get the last of the raised garden beds built, placed, filled and covered so that we can get all the vegetables planted in the area in and around our greenhouse.  The bigger garden is transitioning into a berry patch and small orchard.  I got 6 of the 9 beds built but can’t place them yet because it’s been too muddy from all the melting snow.  As soon as it dries up a bit they will go into place and I’ll call in the order for yet another semi-load of planters soil.  I just unloaded the 50 2×4’s to start building the hail and sun guards as well.  I’m looking forward to just working the gardens this summer with minimal construction tasks.  Once done this will bring us up to 40 framed beds and the new orchard; roughly an acre.

I will be building one more fence to replace the netting we have around the greenhouse gardens to keep the dogs out, and I’ll be getting the water catchment and storage tanks hooked up and plumbed, but that is nothing compared to years past.  We’re going to combat this drought one way or another.

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Homestead Goals For 2019

Greetings earthlings!  No, we haven’t died.  We are all here and well and looking forward to some major transitions for 2019.  I looked at the blog and realized that I hadn’t really posted anything since October of last year.  One reason, partly, was that I didn’t have a lot to say.  Another was that we had lots of visitations this past year and it kept us pretty busy (we are becoming the sandwich generation).

Unfortunately, it is never any fun to post failures, but I guess for intellectual honesty, I need to.  Last year’s gardens were almost a total bust.  According to the USDA and NOAA, the western US is enduring one of the worst droughts in the last 1000 years.  We didn’t really get much from the gardens and we are working to remedy the problems we face here. For those of you more easterners directly under the broken Jet Stream who are getting constant rain and snow, we are on the other side.  We see almost no moisture and our world is trying to burn itself down.  Just west of us we had a 150 acre wildfire in January.  Ya…… nothing to see here!

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Grandma came out for harvest and there largely wasn’t one.  She was pretty funny trying to keep polishing this turd (To be fair she was also here to celebrate her birthday).  Realistically, though, because of the extreme heat and lack of water, we got skunked.  This hurts though because we rely on our gardens. They aren’t just a hobby.  So when our crops failed, not only did we eat the cost of production, we had to go out and buy what we had hoped to grow.

On a positive note, the livestock have been doing spectacularly well.  We harvested our first turkeys for the holidays and the meat was simply excellent.  Between them, the layer hens, the meat birds, and the pigs, we have not had to buy meat of any kind really (Thus avoiding eColi and Salmonella outbreaks).  My son loves ham lunch meat so we do buy that.  For beef, we tend to can it in stews, and soups so we buy bulk, process it, and put it in the pantry.

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Our little goats keep getting bigger.  Considering that these are the most ADHD animals I’ve ever been around, they have calmed down substantially as they’ve gotten older.  All of them now come into heat once a month.  Their screaming over to the bucks is pretty entertaining….. until it isn’t.  It’s loud and virtually non-stop for several days.  I can only imagine what raising a daughter must be like (HA! Did I say that out loud!?  I’m going to hell now for sure!).

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My new weaving enterprise has taken up a lot of free time.  I absolutely love my loom time.  Watching a pattern emerge after all the planning designing and threading is very satisfying.  I’m now getting things done for us here at the farm.  Most of what I have made so far has gone out the door as holiday gifts.  Some folks in town suggested that I start an Etsy store and also start going to craft shows.  It sounds like fun so I am starting to build some inventory.

Here are some of the latest projects:  Christmas table runners, Scarves, Placemats and Napkins and also everyday colors for the table:

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It has been about a year and a half since I quit work, and a bit less than that since I was down for back surgery.  While we worked very hard on the farm during that time, there was also a lot of down time.  The farmer fatigued pretty easily and mentally.  It has been quite a challenge to heal up and figure out who I am now that I’m not play acting as a financial guru (turns out I knew all along).  The dust needed to settle and while I may have not done that perfectly, especially with a lot of interferences trying to find a calm center, we seem raring to go in 2019.  I am very eager to actually be able to work the gardens like I’d hoped to be doing pretty much full time.  The building of the place, and then going down for the count, made that difficult. Every effort is being made so that I can be a full time gardener this summer instead of the construction engineer of the past six years.  It looks like it is on track.

So as I sit here looking out the window at a whiteout blizzard today, I thought I’d get caught up and kind of outline what we have planned for the coming year.

  1.  Garden, Garden, Garden.

I have not had a season yet where I could just go out and play in my garden beds.  That is now changing in a big way.  As you know, if you have been following over the years, we have one garden that is about a half an acre.  When I wasn’t injured, it produced mountains of food.  When we bought the place, there was an area that used to be a corral for horses (this made it the most fertile place on the property).  Unfortunately, living out in the prairie, wild grass and weed seeds also thought that was a particularly wonderful place to put down roots.  If we are to continue this lifestyle into the future, we have had to take into consideration the concept of “aging in place”.  There is no way that we could keep up the weeding pace necessary to keep that garden flourishing when we are into our older years.  If we get a good rain, those weeds will grow a foot in a week.  Considering that there are 18 50 foot rows involved, it is a frustrating job at best.  This past summer, I was trying to keep up with the weeding and also work on projects with my son (who was working for me).  Considering that I wasn’t fully healed, and kind of a mental wreck, I don’t see how I could keep up that pace for the next couple of decades.

So, we have been changing things around.  There is water to those big beds and the soil is pretty decent after all the amending I’ve done to it.  We are going to turn it into an orchard and berry patch.  There will still be weeding to do, but with trees and berry bushes, it can be done with a weed whip and a hoe.  Part of a good permaculture homestead is developing “food forests”.  These are areas that produce food every year and don’t need to be replanted.  A neighbor told us what trees he has had luck with and we will be putting in more apple trees, cherries, maybe a couple of nut trees, and peaches.  The Berries will largely be Blackberries along with some grape vines (This is a very challenging climate to grow things).  After getting the vegetable gardens in this spring, I will have the rest of the year to get the trees in.  It does entail re-plumbing the drip system, but once it is in, it should significantly reduce the maintenance that we have had to devote to it thus far.

“So if the big vegetable garden is being turned into an orchard, where are the vegetables going to go? (says anonymous someone inquisitively).  Answer:  In and around the greenhouse.  Raised beds made with lumber are much easier to maintain.  The soil is retained in the boxes and the walk-ways can be mowed.  Thus, weeding and maintaining the beds is much less intensive.  The weeds won’t take the place over, unlike the prairie grasses in the other garden (those beds were mounded without boxes so the weeds just crawled up the sides.).  Also, the larger leaved and sensitive plants will go in the greenhouse as usual.

I added outside beds around the greenhouse last year when I had my lifting restrictions lifted.  I have now started getting the lumber to add 9 more.  This will bring the new vegetable garden up to 40 12 foot beds, making it as big as the old gardens that will now be the orchard.  We will then have an acre of gardens, but the work should be much much less.

So goal numbers one and two for 2019:  A:  Get the orchard ready and then plant it in.   B:  build the rest of the beds and hail guards in the new vegetable garden and PLAY FOR ONCE!!

Thanks to grandma, this fall we got the old plant carcasses out of the greenhouse and Zina and I composted them.  I have been busy spreading chicken manure on the beds and amending the soil in the greenhouse.  I put Perlite, Fertilizer, and Sulphur (for PH) on all the beds and then it snowed so I haven’t been able to compost them yet (The manure is all frozen).  Once applied, I’ll take the little electric tiller to them all and get them good and fluffy for the spring.  —  Lest anyone think that winter is synonymous with “down time”.

Once the livestock barn was constructed, we bit the bullet and had power strung to it (primarily so we could run water heaters in the winter, which has been spectacular in ensuring that we didn’t have to haul buckets of water from the house all winter).  We also had a friend come out with his skid steer and install water hydrants at the barn and at the greenhouse.

The greenhouse (as are all of the gardens) is on timed drippers.  Unfortunately, the way things were plumbed we had to run the water line up from the basement (about 200 feet away).  With these new hydrants there is a spigot right at the greenhouse and will pump water directly from the well head.  This will give us a lot more water pressure and help to keep things irrigated during these drought conditions (which, all predictions are that it could be worse than last summer.  Days on end of over 100 degrees).

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Goal number 3:  Water Catchment and storage.

In our quest to be self-sustaining, not only have I always taken inventory of our successes, but also our weaknesses.  The farm is largely off grid.  Yes, we tie in to the electrical grid, but the power company is a back up for us.  Also, in the winter when you are running a half dozen water heaters to keep water thawed for critters, they are mostly on at night (which renders solar panels useless, and our batteries are for critical loads, not heavy amperage heater coils).  We have septic, we are not hooked up to natural gas or sewer, we generate our own electricity, and grow and store most of our own food.  Our weakness out here in the semi-arid plains, is water.  We are on a very deep well into an aquifer.  The well pump is hooked up to both the solar/electrical grid as well as the battery backups.  BUT, the weak point is the pump itself.  Colorado finally has legalized catching rainwater so we are going to take full advantage of it.  We currently have a 1000 gallon water tank that will catch snow melt and rain off of the barn roof.  If we find that we need more capacity, we can daisy chain additional tanks together.  The idea is to keep water reserves above ground, so what doesn’t fill the tanks with rain, we can fill with the well water too.

An issue though is longer term storage.  While a lot of the water tank will be used to help water the animals and gardens, it is a whole different story when the water is in the tank and it is 12 degrees.  A frozen tank will burst if not partially emptied.  So what we will be doing is putting about 500 gallons of storage in our basement.  In the fall, if the barn tanks are still full, we can siphon the water down to the tanks in the house, keep them thawed, using them for drinking water and seedling water in the winter.  In the spring, when the barn tank fills, we can use the remainder of the water in the basement to water the sage and other pollinator plants  (I hope to add bees); all the while, having hundreds of gallons of water always above ground for use should the well pump fail.  Our other weakness is propane.  If we could just bite the bullet and get our solar hot water heater installed and put in a rocket mass heater, our propane bill would drop to nil.  As a prepper friend says though, it is One Step and a Time, One Thing at a time, One Day at a time.  These WILL happen.  Just not all at once.  Considering how much we have put into the homestead over the years, it is apparent that homesteading from scratch ain’t cheap!  So Goal number 3:  Get the water catchment hooked up.

Goal Number 4:  (We are already working on this one too), is to minimalize.  While I was laying on a dog bed wondering if I’d ever walk again, we also sold a house (yes we are nuts).  The result of the deal, though,  is that we have no farm debt of any kind. Involved with that, though,  was the combining two houses into one; much of the junk landing in the garage.  So after 6 years of projects, and things being tossed into the garage from exhaustion and things being put in there as a staging area for other projects, and the garage from the city house finding a way into it too, the decluttering and downsizing has begun.  We have (had) 2 of EVERYTHING!!  Phase one of getting rid of the junk is complete.  The garage (which is a detached steel barn) is organized and can now be used without tripping over everything.  The shelves are up and the storage bins are now organized.

Next up (besides the continual quest to get rid of unneeded crap) is the basement.  I put a door (which was missing since we bought the place) on the pantry room which allowed me to cut off all the heat to that room.  Previously it was food storage along with paper goods and all manner of storage, including Christmas decorations and our backpacking gear.  We are now going to be moving all non food stuffs onto the shelves in the rest of the basement (like 6 months of toilet paper, etc), and dedicate the pantry just to food.  Our goal is to have (between frozen, dehydrated, freeze dried, canned and vacuum sealing) 3-5 years of food on hand at any given time.  If our layer hens keep laying, that makes thing pretty easy.  The food storage just takes up space, so we are making the most efficient use of the space that we can.  For instance, even though we have a guest room doesn’t mean that Christmas decorations can’t be stored in that closet…. hence the term guest, not occupant.

One of my wish list items was to dig in and build a root cellar.  However, as I researched it and added up the cost to have the backhoe come out and dig the hole and the amount of work it would take, my mind looked up what a root cellar actually needs to do.  They are typically built into a hillside about 8 – 10 feet deep.  They are ventilated to bring in cool air and vent out warmer air to create a consistent temperature (the thermal mass surrounding it keeping it relatively cool all the time),  Well hell, me thought –  That’s our basement! We have a room down there, on the coolest side of the house, (the house is built into a hill) so it is just like it!  Move one door, cover one furnace vent and voila!  Root cellar! (and I don’t even have to go outside in the winter to use it!)  So this goal is to get the root cellar room fully ventilated and organized.  We are about half way there.

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Goal 5:  Breed the goats.

Our little creatures were not designed to be just pets.  We intend to breed our little girls so that we have milk, cheese, and goats milk soap.  While we have no need for the amount of milk a cow produces (upwards of 3 gallons a day), our little girls would keep us well supplied.  Considering that their major food stuff is hay and weeds, we will be turning our pasture into fertilizer and milk.  We are also considering fencing in a second pasture to raise meat goats.  For those of you not familiar, the demand for quality goat meat is growing faster in the US than beef, and suppliers can’t keep up.  Hmmmmmmm, the ex-financial advisor thinks……..

Goal 6:  Slow Down and Ignore The Narcissism of The Rest of the World

JAZ Farm isn’t some little hobby petting zoo.  Contrary to the belief that suburban and resort living is the norm in the grand ol’ US of A, what we do here is a serious endeavor.  We are not “Mr. Green Jeans”, we aren’t “Mr. Ed” or Green Acres, nor online Farmville.  We also aren’t a little place we went to after my retirement to “play” farmer.  This is who we are.  This place is a real, working, farm.  We have goals here and it is a demanding lifestyle. We aren’t having an elementary school “Learning experience” here as some would like to call it.  This IS who we are and our successes and failures constitute problem solving, which is a never ending process.  Our goal here is to transcend the popular ignorant culture and live true to ourselves.  It is not our job to diminish ourselves so that those completely dependent on a corrupt and planet destroying culture can continue to validate itself.  Is our way of living superior to the dominant culture of urbanization and exploitation?  We think unequivocally…. yes.  Developing electric cars and going vegan won’t solve our myriad crises.  Getting local, de-urbanizing, and destroying our consumer culture……. might.  I’ve been thinking a lot about all of this; which is partly why I haven’t posted in the last 4 months.

Contrary to popular belief, what we do here has been normalcy for centuries.  Homesteading, not too long ago, was simply, “Living”.  I put this goal in here just to send a message that we find important.  We mourn our culture and how it has made the rest of the world cut itself off from nature and what it takes to survive.  We have very little time left as a species and it is industrial civilization that is to blame.  The expending of our energy here is well directed and as such, we need to cut off from the “dominant” paradigm so that we can do the tasks that our lifestyle requires of us. So we are going no contact except for this kind of venue.  Personally, I have deleted all my social media.  We don’t have TV access, and the only news I watch is to be kept abreast of the markets because in a fiat currency economy farce as ours, we still need to make sure we can pay the bills.    Justifying ourselves to others, like we are the ones needing to explain ourselves, is exhausting, exasperating, and not worthy or our energies – especially when the dominant “culture” is murdering the planet.  We seriously hope that our endeavors inspire others to do the same, but in the end, we have chosen to RELY on this farm.  Just like we use the electrical grid as a back up, we also use the grocery store as a back up.  This isn’t pre-school for the rich and clueless.  I see mommies with strollers and I cringe, knowing what their spawn will have to endure because of this murderous culture.    This is our major goal: to live true to ourselves, without succumbing to the gaslighting, and sideways glances of those who think their food will continue to be delivered via diesel truck and wrapped in cellophane.  I know this might be confusing, but in its essence, we are dropping out.

What do we do here?

  1.  We grow virtually all of our own vegetables
  2. We grow all of our own meat and butcher about half
  3. We grow all of our own breakfast
  4. We are mostly off grid
  5. We start all of our plants from seed
  6. We save seeds
  7. We take care of a couple of abused donkeys
  8. We make our own soap
  9. We make our own butter
  10. We make many textiles
  11. We will be making our own cheese
  12. We grind our own flour
  13. We try to live a life of self-reliance.
  14. We are working to build local community so when the excrement hits the electrical oscillator, people will band together to help each other.

We hope to be an inspiration here but we aren’t really too interested in criticism anymore:  Hence the title of this goal.  Time is short.  If you are curious and want to know more, then we would love to help.  However, what we have found is that some think this is all just “cutesy”.  I assure you, when we come to the next depression, we won’t be so cutesy anymore.

Since my surgery and retirement I live via the acronym IDGAF.  The last third gets to be mine.  So there is my sermon.  Sorry to go off on a rant, but considering the amount of physical and emotional energy we have expended to live true to who we are and the push back that we have received at times has been revelatory.  Even if you live in an apartment in the Bronx, go buy some extra food and water if you can.  Find a place to go where you can participate in growing food.  Blow up your TV, smash your PS4, develop skills……….. very soon you are going to need them.

Goal 7:  To take care of ourselves physically and mentally before anything or anyone else.  Farmers need their tools and equipment to work properly when needed.  Part of that equipment is the physical self.  Prostituting ourselves before the man has taken a tremendous toll.  You can’t farm if you can’t walk and considering that “Demons ate my spine” I know of which I speak. We aim to make sure the hoe operators are in the shape they need to be in in order to make this place function.

So that’s the get caught up and set goals post for this year.  I do hope to post more as we go forward as well as You Tube videos.  Remember, Live like a Hobbit.

 

 

She Gets Me

So as one does after making it around the sun again, I got another year older in September.  My birthday present and Christmas presents for the next 10 years will be my loom, but Zina surprised me with a great birthday gift.  Plastic gas cans, especially with their infernal safety valves are one of the worst inventions ever conceived.  You can’t get the top off to fill them and then when you use them to fill a tank, they spill everywhere and make you smell like gas!  I had a plastic one for diesel fuel for the tractor and replaced it with a steel one for the same reason.

So Zina got me a steel gasoline can!  YAY!  I detest plastic Chinese manufactured crap!  I never buy junk and these plastic “cans” were way grumping me out.  Now how many of you can say you got a gas can for your birthday!?  Woohoo!!

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