Thursday, May 22, 2008

WWOOF'n: The JAR?!?!


One and one-half bucket gravel, one third bucket water, one half bucket kwikrete, and one bucket four shovels full sand makes a happy mezcla.


Farmin' 1/8ths a mile off South Boully, you gotta keep the chickens quiet somehow.


A view of the pond with one hot house and multiple veggies growing in the background.


Two is better than one.

Aloha math addicts!
I want to point out again the addition of Lucy Gooch to my freinds and family plan. She is a blogger in the twin cities right now, but she has been all over the globe. As a matter of fact I met her when I was WWOOFing. WWOOF is an acronym, yep, and it stands for Willing Workers On Organic Farms. Or World Wide Opportunities On Organic Farms. Or anything that fits the letters WWOOF. Still, it's a global organization with no real HQ that can be a great way to get around foreign countryside and still have a roof over your head and food in your belly, Dude. You also pick up a skills set that is quickly being forgotton because of sugar, Mr. George W. Bush and blogs.

Any who, I'm WWOOF'n in the QC! Yeah. Back in February I was attending a shittake mushroom innoculation at Grateful Growers Farm and met Boris and Djanna. They have taken their measly half acre located betwixt South Boully and Archdale and turned it into a fully functioning homestead. They have tomatos carrots cucumbers strawberrys mushrooms onions potatos beets orchids lettuce 10 other kinds of veggies and chickens... Chickens! City rules state that you can have up to 20 chickens on an acre of property in the Jar. That means that these guys get to have 10 since technically their half acre is just that. They do get plenty of complaints from neighbors who would rather the world look like a tucked in homogynized cardboard cutout of life. In fact, thats why Boris uses the pellet gun to pop the chickens if they start squakin. I wanted to take the gun and pop the guy running the leaf blower, the guy running the jack hammer, the guy with the muffler on his auto, and all the other noise polluters in Meck. Co. who aren't chickens.

Just goes to show that no matter where you are you can start making the world look like the change you'd like to see in it, just like Ghandi said. Thanks to Boris and Djanna for the urban WWOOF opportunity.

Whats the trade off? If you have to ask, you can't afford it.

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