About 10 years ago I was taking care of an apartment complex. I saved my pennies, bought a house.
Free rent wasn't helping me anymore so I went out and took a job with a painting contractor. To word it nicely...we both had other people with whom we would rather be spending our time. I spent a few months messing around the house, no wage job, but picked up some cash here and there doing carpentry and woodwork. It wasn't quite
enough to pay the bills, so I looked for ways to cut down the bills, feed myself and become more self-sufficient. I heated
hot water and did some cooking with the sun, got hold of some chickens, and started growing some vegetables in the back yard. I was way too broke to afford fertilizer, had to make
compost. The water was municipal, had to conserve water in the garden, started using pitcher irrigation and
mulch. Got into double dug raised beds, leaf mold,
solar everything, built a rickety
greenhouse out of scraps, and pretty much scraped along by the seat of my pants.
The money ran low so I went and got a job. I got caught up on the bills and kept on plugging away. The solar
hot water was plumbed directly into the house, got a woodstove, heated one room with the sun, grew enough stuff to share with my neighbor. All the while I was learning more about organic and natural growing methods. Something clicked, I became determined to move in the direction of my own farm. The little
city lot just didn't cut it.
Fast forward 10 years...
I took a job as a foreman for an industrial contractor. The hours are long, the work is grueling at times, but the money is good. I was able to pick up 3.7 acres out here in the middle of noplace. Mostly pasture, with some trees along one side. More chickens, even took in a little bull to keep the field mowed and help with compost production. The solar stuff is still at the other house, but I have another woodstove (neither one is hooked up yet). It is my intention to develop this place into a Pick-Your-Own Vegetable Farm, flush the job, and do my thing, whatever that thing may be. I'm getting things in place slowly but steadily. About another year will see this place paid off, at which point the equation changes with respect for the need for full time employment. I'm right on the edge now. Within a few months I'll be able to start selling some of the stuff growing around here. Lots of
plans, lots of ideas, plenty of motivation.
Not being one to follow instructions and call it good enough, I was always up late digging around for more information about what I was doing. I found this forum a couple of years ago. A lot of those ideas and projects I had going on were being discussed by folks that seemed to make a lot of sense to me. There were even some new ideas being tossed around that warranted a good look. I just kinda stuck around here.
I've had a pretty good grasp of organic methods, but it seemed like it was not quite complete. Gradually I moved deeper and deeper into the tempest, sorting out what I wanted to do with myself, and how I wanted to do it. Every day I drag my sorry arse out of bed to work in a chemical plant or pulp mill serves to reinforce the notion that the life I wish to lead is out there. Wearing a rubber suit inside a sulfuric acid tower is not for me. Sunshine, fresh air...that's more like it. I make a good living repairing coal fired power plants, but the result is continued pollution and promotion of climate destabilization. I spend my days off sequestering
carbon in leaf mold I add to the soil to grow real power plants...cabbage, for example. For me, the right path ahead is permaculture, at least my form of it. There is no waste. I gather dead leaves and plants, they feed the worms. The worms feed the chickens and put out castings. The castings go into the soil to produce better plants. Kitchen and crop scraps go back to the worms. When I flush the job, I need a way to cover what few bills I have. What better way that to share my surplus in an entrepreneurial manner.
Things are falling into place. There are plenty of people out there begging for clean, nutritious, naturally grown food. I can provide some of that to some of them, and I don't screw up the planet in the process. I'm not dependent on global distribution for the inputs needed to keep things going. I don't need to run a
pump for thousands of gallons of water everyday that will wash away nutrients and topsoil. I don't need years of indebtedness to buy a combine, or fleet of trucks, or even a
tractor. I can do everything I need to with hand tools, although the lawn mower with bagger is pretty handy. The big jobs of tilling and aerating are best done by the worms. The methods improve the soil, the air, the diversity of life, all without destroying anything else: gain without penalty. Resilience is a key feature. Drought, heat, flood, cold can wipe out traditional (read: chemical) growers, while my little corner of the world keeps plugging along. Over time I get more production with reduced effort. This is the way nature wants to work. All I do is steer the land in that direction. Why do it any other way?