paranoid, I fear the day when food will become too expensive to buy and James and I will be reduced to making ivy soup and feeding Frank reconstituted bark mulch kibble and Tango will be forced to subsist on stray dandelion seeds.
Last year, I decided to try my hand at potato farming, with less than substantial results.
I carefully tended to my potted potato patch for nearly three months. Let’s take a look at the total yield, shall we?
Please note the scale of potatoes to fork.
On the plus side, the potatoes pictured here are last year’s crop. They may be not be big, but they’re long lasting!
This year, I’ve got loftier goals.
I’m getting into the squash business.
Am also something of an apple orchardist.
A herb farmer.
Growing enough flat-leaved Italian parsley to make Nigella’s watermelon salad.
Not to mention enough arugula (rocket) to make Jamie Oliver happy.
A strawberryist.
And raspberry cultivator.
That’s right. I am now growing enough stuff on our deck to feed us for… one large meal. I cannot even imagine what would be required to grow enough food to feed us year round.
I wonder if James would notice if I added a small goat to the deck? Or tethered a cow to the big Arbutus out front? If so, would the strata consider them tenants and demand extra fees?
So many questions us self-sustainers have to consider.