By Matt Gal
I’m having trouble deciding if magic is the right word to describe my time spent at the Grange Farm School. It’s the only word I know that can accurately sum up the overwhelmingly beautiful, educational, and improbable experiences that I had there. I’ll start by freely admitting that I had no notion of what I was getting myself into when I found GFS through a lucky google search. I had never farmed before. I had never lived in the country before. I had never been west of the Rockies before. What I knew was that I needed an internship credit for my horticulture degree and I wanted to see what agriculture was like. So, what better way to learn about farming than working to help start a farm school?
Back on the farm beat while spring brings us sunshine and the urge of labor days in the field. With my soil test in hand and a workshop with restoration agriculture monolith Mark Shepard in mind, I’ve followed some clues in the soil (low calcium, the need for better water penetration and tilth) along with the suggestions of A&L labs to apply gypsum with the near arrival of whale compost. There is only so much one can do in a season to get the soil to the place one wants. It takes careful observation and time to establish a system that makes best use of the water table, the biology and chemistry in the soil, and succession plantings that make sense and produce healthy plants while maintaining fertility and keeping the soil covered. Observation, prioritizing, and timing frame the approach to getting a healthy garden rolling. I’m in the middle of potting up my tomatoes and replacing them with flats of brassicas in my small hoop-house. This is exciting. In a month or so we’ll be eating some Black Krim’s and Striped German’s! Got to get back to the beat so till next time enjoy the sunshine…
Last week 48 chicks were born in our living room! Our hatch rate is improving as we learn the nuances of our incubator.. up to 70% from 60% last year. They are such cute fuzzy little dinosaurs. Currently they are living behind our workshop in Ohio Brooder boxes.
The Ohio Brooder was originally designed during WWII as a way of conserving resources while brooding chicks. Find photos and plans online to see an efficient and inexpensive way of raising chicks!
The dark’d come, and the gang was away,
so Daniel was on duty to put the sheep in the hay.
He filled up the tin bucket with alfalfa pellet
and shooked and shaked it like a vigorous zealot.
The sheep raised their brows
with looks of keen satisfaction
and Daniel thought, “this is it! the moment!
The precise, proper reaction!”
So he led them on gamely
into the coop once for chickens
and they followed him lamely
like some good accounting on Quickens.
Kumquat and Canteloupe and Valla all trotted, with
Morgoth and Bjork and Swams, into spaces alloted. Continue reading
Tuesday March 8, 2016
My soil test is in the mail but I’ve already spent time with the clay loam, by hand and satellite imaging. There is a rocky swirl across the field in the likeness of a yang or a ying. I took two tests, one from the wide, circular part of the paisley and another from just beyond the whip of its tail. My first thought is that there is less organic material in the rockier part but I’ll wait for the test to see what the lab coats say. In this area, heavy in displaced river rock from floods of the past, there is a case to be solved. Something’s not right in that part of the field. Continue reading
Last Thursday night, the over-wintering team at the Grange Farm School came together for a delicious family dinner. It sometimes can feel like a group therapy session when we are all finally able to sit around the table and talk and laugh after a long week. While it was not exactly a fancy candle lit dinner, we all had candling on our minds.
For the past 10 days we have been incubating 75 eggs laid by our heritage Buckeye hens. Our living room has been constantly abuzz as the machine keeps a temperature of 100 degrees with 40-50% humidity. Every four hours you will hear a loud thud as the machine rotates the eggs, ensuring that the outer membrane doesn’t stick if left in one position for too long. Continue reading