Talking shit
It’s a busy time of year in the garden. There’s composting to do—emptying bins, filling bins up again, spreading the contents of the bins on the vegetable beds and around the fruit trees, working the stuff into the disgustingly heavy clay soil we endure in our garden to make it less water-retentive—and then there’s the planting of spring bulbs and harvesting of the last of the summer crops, those that haven’t succumbed to invading armies of slugs or the cruel fingers of frost.
tags: compost, compost toilets, crops, environment, farming, fruit trees, goats, green, hens, pigs, recycling, Rheas, shit, smallholdings, vegetablesThe wrong time of year
It might read as a little perverse, given that I cannot give a lengthy context to this statement, but I am of the opinion that I’d feel a little better about what is referred to as an economic downturn or second Great Depression, depending upon who you speak to and what newspaper you read, if we weren’t in October but instead found ourselves in the midst of all this doom talk at the very start of spring.
tags: credit crunch, food crisis, home farmer, vegetables
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