Everything is homeschool. Even a muddy former driveway that the pigs rooted through for a couple of months. This becomes a vehicle for talking about healthy and unhealthy soil with the kids.
Think of it as a “before” picture. The “after” picture won’t be for a couple of years, but ideally that same former driveway will be a highly productive food forest, with 7 fruit trees at the core of it.
The first step is mulch.
A lot of mulch.
That dump truck load wasn’t anything like enough mulch.
More wood chips, please!
Speaking of fruit trees, some of ours are starting to leaf out. The Van Deman quince, for one.
The havran quince for another.
And the Theilersbirme pear.
And the Dolgo crabapple.
Another project is mowing the grass around the garden. Rather than do this myself, I think we will hire some four-footed lawn mowers to do it for us.
A disaster clearly occurred. I think he was fighting in the trenches in World War I. Fortunately, he has a skilled medic to take care of him. She was train in the Redwall Abbey infirmary. (Yes, that is supposed to be a dock leaf on his leg).
What do you do with leftover bangers and mash?
Make pasties!
They were delicious. Even Ellie liked them enough to eat the whole thing without having to be reminded. Her latest ambition is to go to cooking school so she can be the chief cook…
At Redwall Abbey.
Little Farm in the Big City 