Catie George wrote:
If you do still want to try- i would set finger foods on the counter. Fresh cherry tomatos, cut up veggies and dip, fruit, whatever, for your granddaughter to snack on. It's hard to ignore easy food even if it IS healthy.
Scott Stiller wrote:Every year I decide that from now own I will only grow what I want to eat. Every year I’m talked out of it. I thought this year would be different. We are giving land to our daughter and her family to build a house on. They are living with us until it’s completion. We sat down and decided what I would grow this year and everyone was excited. The excitement dimmed quickly when I started harvesting. No one here will eat any fresh vegetables unless I spend my time preparing and serving them. I’ve stopped doing that. Even my neighbors have started turning down my offers of cucumbers, herbs, and tomatoes. I’m not irritated at them though.
I think a couple problems are unique to my situation. I have MS and I don’t do well with heat anymore. Every hour I spend outside requires an hour of rest or sleep. Secondly, they all work from home and have lots of extra time to prepare the food I’ve grown. I have a four year old granddaughter living here too and I want her to eat clean. She’s not able to because her parents would rather serve her “food” from a gas station several miles away! Maybe I expect to much.
I don’t grow like I once did. We are talking about 3/4 acre of garden that has been planned to not give us all the food at once. It’s a daily trickle of food not buckets we have to eat.
Am I overthinking this?
Scott Stiller wrote:Thanks Anne. I’m hoping they’ll want me to throw some permaculture design wisdom their way in the future. The land that we’re giving them was to be the start of my permaculture farm. We spent 4K getting the land cleared and adding a three foot tall swale on contour around the south/southeastern side of it. I had planted fruit and nut trees at the base of the swale and everything else on every surface! It was really shaping up. A full eight acres dropping from towards the south and my home. I had dreams of a Sepp Holzer’s farm transplanted here on my land. Once the decision was made to bring family in we tried to get them down towards our home. It wasn’t to be. My farm’s starting spot was the only place that would perk. Kind of makes me sad to think of it. Ugh. Wish I hadn’t have gone there.