I've wanted to be a farmer ever since my parental unit asked if I wanted to be one when they were trying to improve my grades. Not one to be threatened by a briar patch when one is a rabbit, I decided then and there in the 3rd grade that I'd be a farmer. Homeschool group trips to Amish country, pick your own orchards, the pumpkin farm, and a living historical farm where everything as done as if it was the 1840s only cemented my resolve. Along about 11th grade, I started school at Eastland Career ctr in Groveport OH, and was in the Horticulture course for 2 years. I remember being on my way to compete in the Cents show's plant and disease identification contest and I was reading the Old Farmer's Almanac and there was an article on the harm of GMO crops to farmers, and I decided then that I'd never grow them. I placed tied with 75 others for 3rd place. After the contest, we went to the trade show and ran into a seed company that turned out to be a subsidiary of Monsanto, debated them publicly, and left them with a bunch of angry farmers to deal with. I was 17 at the time. When I was 18, I moved in with my Grandma in NC, and there had a garden of modest size. I remember not having enough dirt to make a level
raised bed (it was like in the square foot garden system), so I filled the bottom 4 inches with pine branches and bark, then soil on top. I later found out it was called
hugelkultur, but at the time it was solely to take up space, not the sort of well-reasoned thing that Hugelkultur is. It was the only box that did good out of the 6 beds. It got me thinking. I'm not quite sure how I arrived at it, but I became rather obsessed with Terra Preta, the Black Earths of the Amazon. The more I researched, the more interesting it became. I began a series of experiments. Then About 6 years ago, I came back to Ohio. Around that time I found this forum, read One
Straw Revolution, watched videos of Holzer and Lawton, and have been experimenting with it ever since.