I recently realized that I don't know how to do many things.
I make my living in a way that would be impossible to explain to my children and or my ancestors. Hell, I don't even understand what I do for a living half the time. There's nothing wrong with that per se (times change, and I imagine the first farmers felt that was about their huntergathering ancestors, or imagine a scribe trying to explain his career path to his preliterate parents) but for that the limits of my expertise and work feels terribly limited .
In recognition of that, I have told my friends that I would love to learn with them/be taught by them how to Garden. We're going to make the world a slightly better place, do our small part to save the planet. On second thought, that sounds kinda hippy. OK, in that case we're going to spew forth monstrous mega-fauna! We shall master the dark arts of Plantomancy! Extreme!
All the jokes aside, I just want to be more efficient well rounded person. I want to do more with what I and my friends already have. And I am pretty sure I/we can.
So here is my plan: I am going to work the land. I am going to learn a new skill. I am going to turn waste into food. I am going to eat something I made happen. I am going to play in the dirt with my friends. And I'm going to catalog it all right here.
It's already begun truth be told, we're just finally getting around to providing evidence of our fun for the all seeing eyes of the internet and for our future selves. Hell, I've already learned a valuable lesson: I'm pretty dang awesome at digging holes, rocks and gravel be damned. Seriously, ask anyone.
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I can attest to your awesome hole digging skills. No fear! Though I prefer to not do battle with the dirt and rocks, I would rather coax them out with water.
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