Organic rather than transgenetic.
Labor instead of chemicals.
Diversity in place of monoculture.
Sunday, April 9, 2017
spuds 2017 II
the spuds i cut yesterday morning had calloused over in the ensuing twenty-four hours well enough to plant...i took the all blues that had chitted and put them in peat pots on the deck with the others ensuring the mobility i may need to protect them from a hard frost...the pieces of tuber that had not sprouted went out in the back yard with me where i turned some compost into the failed winter wheat bed ( snow drought = no insulation = cold killed the wheat...we are part of the ecosystem, we do not control it )...dug a couple of trenches and planted four yukon golds, four red, and one all blue...they will take a few weeks to emerge and should be able to fend for themselves by then and, if necessary, it is a small enough area to cover with frost cloth...potatoes on deck and in the ground..community garden next.
an industrial worker and university student (everyone needs a hobby...my hobbies have evolved and, to keep things straight, i have left my formal student career behind for reasons that are too detailed to delve into here...continuing to be a student of life however and not adverse to learning...stasis is death ) sliding down the back side of middle age...a social loner with collectivist leanings...explain that.