Wednesday, February 29, 2012
We've raised lots of chicks- purchased locally or online as day-old babies- and we've also purchased fully-grown birds here in town. Both approaches are really satisfying: the former provides the fun of watching the chicks grow, and the latter provides a pretty much immediate supply of fresh eggs. This year we'll be going with option #2.
Regardless of the approach you take to starting your backyard flock, they'll have to live somewhere. Building a chicken coop is a great DIY project if you're handy, or want to be. If not, you can probably find someone in your area to help you out.
Here's a couple of pictures of coops that I've built recently to help get your creative juices flowing.
Monday, February 27, 2012
I am excited to finally bring this blog to life. Thinking about it used to feel like a drag- oh man, another chore to do?- but now I have shifted to seeing it as a great source of joy that I can plug into. So what kinds of stuff will I be posting about, now that I've got my attitude adjusted?
+Music, especially opportunities to make and hear music in our area
+Food, from lots of different angles: growing it, preparing it, and consuming it
+Making stuff: nuts & bolts tips on building the things you want and much more
+People: our community is full of inspiring people that I want to spotlight. Stay tuned.
Thanks for reading this, and please give me a shout if you're inclined.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Fast forward to 2012: either something has changed online, or my perception has (maybe both?) and I have developed a new understanding of blogs as much more than just another forum for self-indulgence: the good ones seem to provide a really dynamic way of connecting with other people in a meaningful fashion. And that interests me very much. The name- which I agonized over, as I imagine most people do, evolved as a “close enough” representation of some of my dearest values: if life is a garden, we’re all planting seeds, all the time. And as a professional woodworker, sawdust is a by-product of my work that I then compost to nourish the plants that I grow. Call me an old hippie- you wouldn’t be wrong- but I think the name is going to stick, nonetheless.