|Bye Bye Grass - My "garden" last summer|
Yesterday was a big day though. My new neighbors to the north converted their south faced dirt driveway into a raised bed garden. That was not too surprising. They have chickens and an intense personal and profession interest in creating local food agriculture. The lady of that house works for the Arkansas Sustainability Network.
More surprising however, the family across the street had their gas motors going tilling up the grass front lawn. Seems their foundation beds of tomatoes last year just weren't enough. Now they have committed to the movement. Lawn as farm; a wonderful aesthetic if I do say so myself.
The neighbors to the south were out working on decks and tree houses and trimming the trees to get more sun into their front herb beds and rear vegetable parterres. The lady of the house repeats her chicken envy. Maybe this year she will break down and go farm all the way.
The neighbor across the street and down a ways with the raised hoop beds was bringing in new compost and the lady of that household was over at my garden asking what was growing. Another neighbor across the street was planting herbs in her newly landscaped front beds. I know she harbors a permaculture forest garden in the rear of her house.
|Dirt! My garden with transplants and seeds started.|
Meanwhile, I plot along with my own land. The picket fence is almost done. The beds are made. What remains of the winter cover crops are flowering. The seeds are planted. The rabbits are kitting. The chicks are chirping. Our dog is nursing puppies. My persimmon tree is moved to its showy spot in front. Now for those spring showers...