I’m back home from school, and I have wonderful
opportunities to rock the permaculture and spend some quality time in the pool.
I’ve been taking advantage of a microclimate, right beneath
a ledge on the south-facing edge of one of the fields at camp. I’m building the soil, Hugelkultur
style, with rotted wood, shavings, and horse manure. On top will go some sort of nitrogen-source (likely in the
spring), topsoil, and while it’ll be SUPER acidic, the soil should be good for
blueberries. Stone wall in front
of it. No need for lifting with
all of this work.
Swimming a lot! Shooting, shooting, and running as well. We’ll see about the fencing.
Swimming a lot! Shooting, shooting, and running as well. We’ll see about the fencing.
Christmas was wonderful; got to see everyone. Water bottles and slippers off of the
Clymb for family. Built a
cold-frame for my Mum.
Sometimes the simplest presents are the greatest… I’m now the (very content) owner of a Carhartt vest, new work gloves and new wool
socks, more seeds, a dehydrator, a book on wildlife/woodland gardens, a pair of
new clippers, and a marine raincoat.
My family knows me well.
Building a chicken coop/tractor
as well, slowly but surely.
Went for a run just before it
got dark. Found a trailhead right
across the road from the camp driveway.
Beautiful trails. The
poison-ivy covered stone wall always deterred me in the summer from venturing
that way. New places to explore!
Tonight, the moon is bright as can be. I’m going to go work on my stone wall for a while before retiring to my current book, “The four season harvest.” It’s talking about how to grow your own food, year-round, with the seasons, without a heated greenhouse. I’ve dabbled in such things, but I’ve always come back to the heated greenhouse.
Tonight, the moon is bright as can be. I’m going to go work on my stone wall for a while before retiring to my current book, “The four season harvest.” It’s talking about how to grow your own food, year-round, with the seasons, without a heated greenhouse. I’ve dabbled in such things, but I’ve always come back to the heated greenhouse.
I love stone walls. More to come.