After her chickens destroy the spring garden starts, our urban farming columnist goes on an heirloom seed-seeking adventure.
After putting off soil testing for two years, will our fearless urban farmer find her backyard garden full of arsenic and lead?
I pictured myself shoveling a path through four feet of snow every morning towards the chicken coop in the frigid darkness. And all for naught, since hens go on semi-strike due to lack of sunlight in winter, producing far fewer eggs.
A friend sent Nina an urgent text message that said: “Alert! Today is a good day for planting garlic!” KK Haspel talks to the plants on her farm. She also grows astoundingly delicious vegetables and bonkers-gorgeous flowers. The connection between these facts is not something I can confirm, but I’m happy to believe there is one. Before she gave me a crash course in her brand of biodynamic farming (on the telephone) from Southold, Long Island, the other day, all I knew was that biodynamic made organic look like amateur hour and had something to do with Rudolph Steiner and …
“I have a theory, and I don’t think you’re gonna like it.” Justin was seated across from me at a communal table in a “Secret Restaurant.” We had met not half an hour before, but were now deep in discussion about what chickens should eat to produce the best-tasting eggs — an obsession of mine recently. “I think they’re carnivores,” my new friend finally revealed, with a devilish twinkle in his eyes. I was pretty positive he was wrong. I’ve been a backyard egg farmer for just a few months now, and my eggs are good, but I’m going for …
What's a girl with a constant stream of backyard eggs to do -- aside from conditioning her hair with the yolks? Why barter, of course.
How are chickens like us? Are they easy to care for? Can you feed them onions? Here's what I learned in my first three months.
In which our heroine travels to a real farm and resists buying a dozen laying hens -- but settles for a half-dozen.
As soon as it got warm enough, Tei and I started bickering about the chicken coop. The plan was that "we" would build it, but we both knew that meant Tei would grumble about it first, and then reluctantly figure out how and do the heavy lifting.