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Jun 17, 2010 09:20

The chickens alone will not save the farm.
I know this.
They are an absolute joy and we've yet to have an egg (side note: my family has been saving egg cartons for me in anticipation of eggs, I easily have a hundred or so cardboard containers- maybe I should store them in the coop as sort of a "hint, hint").
But they are a start.
A want that I set as a goal and that got put on a time frame instead of "some day"- and now they are here and have been for 16 weeks. Alive, happy, scratching. Changing the way a corner of the farm has been used, changing the idea of the farm as a whole. Just because we haven't done it before doesn't mean we can't do it.

I try to think of long term ideas that might help keep the land in the family and, to some degree, the family together and then I break those ideas into bite size pieces and think of what I can do today, right now. Lately, I've been watching the raspberry canes go nuts and I've been thinking of working toward a pick-your-own patch as a means of income.
As if picking up on some silent signal, the kids (i'm watching three kids in addition to my own) squealed and were thrilled to see the black caps are ripe- "can we pick them?" they asked. Absolutely. They are filling plastic berry baskets as I type.
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