[ad#125-right]We have a good half acre to play with here in Castlegar. The summers are great for growing, and I love gardening, but after reading a story like this, I have second thoughts about chickens and goats…
At 6:40 a.m. on August 8, the tornado hit my house in Brooklyn. Most people viewed it as a snow day in summer, a meteorological oddity. Not me. After a sleepless night listening to the wind and the rain intensify, I watched the sky turn green, then heard the hemlock tree in the yard next door split in two, clip the gutter on the third floor of my house, and bounce off the roof of what used to be our garage and had come to be known as ?the barn.? As the wind torqued up even further, the limb of an oak torpedoed the most productive quarter of my vegetable garden, smothering a thicket of tomatoes, snapping the fig tree, pulverizing the collard greens, burying the callaloo, and splintering the roof of my main chicken coop.
Printable version of the whole article here.
Could I do it? Rest all my sustenance on the work of my own hands? On my own plot of land? In my recent newsletter I felt pretty proud of the harvest from our first summer on the property, but I am inspired by this and books like “Food Not Lawns” to turn our yard into a productive garden.
Check out the whole article, it’s well written and makes even the greenest of us shudder with fear, yet look on with admiration. Manny Howard is obviously not the only one trying out these ideas… (note: free registration required on NYTimes.com to read this article, but registration is worth it – free, not the $50 annually it was a month ago!)
Raising chickens for meat or eggs may not be unusual in farm country. But Ms. Carpenter, a writer, does not live on a farm. She and her boyfriend rent an apartment a block from Interstate 980 in Oakland, Calif., next to an abandoned lot that they have appropriated as a garden.