Three Sisters and a Cousin

I have several goals when gardening.  I want it to be pretty, easy to work with, not to time intensive, cheap and attract fun bugs.  But the most important goal however is I want lots of food to eat.

I try to grow plants in such a way that I have the maximum number of healthy, high yield plants in the smallest space possible.   In order to do this I used biointensive methods (http://www.growbiointensive.org), raised beds, compost, natural fertilizers and companion planting.  Companion planting is when you plant two or more different types of plants together so that the properties of one can be beneficial to the other.   Like perhaps one plant is prone to a bad bug that is going to eat it all up, but there is another plant that the bad bug hates the smell of.  You put these two plants together in one area and they help each other.   You can use this method to repel bad bug, attract good bugs, make use of shade, manage nutrients, give structure and protect against disease.

This year I have been the most successful I have ever been by using the most time tested method I know, The Three Sisters (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Three_Sisters_(agriculture)).

The idea here is that corn need to be spaced a bit away from other corn in order to have room to grow and nutrients.  Corn also needs lots of water.   The leaves of the maize plant are not good at creating a canopy and shading the soil.  So if you plant corn alone you will have to water it all the time.  This is where the squash is helpful, squash stays much lower to the ground than corn, and has gigantic leaves. If you plant your corn and squash together correctly then very little light will ever touch the ground, so no evaporation. Added bonus, no light means few weeds.

Corn is also a heavy feeder, it loves to gobble up nitrogen.  Beans have this neat bacteria, rhizobia, which hangs out in the nodules of its roots.  Rhizobia produces nitrogen compounds.   This is called nitrogen fixing, you should look it up if you want more info.   So now there is extra nitrogen and the corn says “nom nom nom”.    Beans like to climb up other things, and the corn makes a perfect structure for them to climb on.


You also see a few pretty red/orange flowers and lily pad looking leaves in here.   That is nasturtium, which is a lovely flower that I heard helps squash.  I have not actually looked into this, so it may or may not be true.  I just really like this flower so I am going to pretend it helps even if it doesn’t.   It does help fill in any gaps to the canopy that the squash might miss. In the last month I have not watered this bed.  We have been getting rain about once a week, and in a bed with this much canopy that is all you need.

But here is the best part.  Lets say your corn packets says each seed needs to be planted 12 inches apart.  I take that to mean from other corn not other plants.  So the first thing I do is lay all the corn seeds out in a honey comb.  The first row all of them 12 inches apart, the second row is 6 inches away with each seed being in the center of where the last row seeds were, next row 6 inches away lining up with the first seeds.   After that I put in a few squash seeds.  Once the corn is up, I plant the beans about an inch away. The nasturtium is planted along the edge.So, to sum up.  You have squash on the ground, corn straight up and beans on the corn.

Using this method I can harvest a massive amount of food from a tiny space.   The bed in these pictures is 28 square feet.  Planted in this bed right now I have 30 stalks of corn, 5 large squash plants, 5 nasturtium and about 20 bean plants (should have been 30, but some did not get enough light and did not thrive).   This garden bed is about the size of a queen sized sleeping bed.   That is not very big at all.   Being conservative this season I should get about 90 ears of corn, 150 lb of squash, 75 lb of beans.

Do you companion plant?  Tell me your favorite combos.

Self-Publishing Thoughts and Progress

I have been researching and learning the skills involved with self-publishing over the last few weeks.    There have been days when it felt like a big exciting adventure, and other days when learning HTML made me cry.  Sometimes I feel like this is a great way to break into making some sort of income as a writer, and sometimes I feel like I am doing this because I am not good enough for anyone else to publish.   I have been motivated to write new stories and pull old ones back out of the vault.

Like doing anything new there are dreams and fears.  I worry that maybe I will write a great story that would have been publishable in a magazine or anthology, but because I publish it myself it will be lost in cyberspace.  I hope that people read my stories, like me and want more.   So many contrary thoughts are trying to share space in my little head.   Am I self publishing because I want control of my work, or because I fear rejection?  Will people take me seriously?  Will anyone buy and read my stories?

When I decided to look into self-publishing I was thinking write a story, slap in on Amazon, sell a few, and maybe make $20.   This seemed like a good plan to get some people to read my stories, to get some feedback, and to make me feel like I am actually doing something.

But there is so much more to it.  The book I am reading says that professional editing and cover design are a must.  That if you put up a story with a bad cover no one will buy it, and if you don’t pay for a professional editor then people will hate your forever once they read your error-laden story.

For a short story, an editor would be between $60 and $100.  A cover would run at least $100, likely much more.   So at the very least, in order to break even I would need to make $160, and that is not counting the cost of my own time.  Let’s say I spend 5 hours writing, re-reading, editing and formatting my story, and pay me minimum wage; $40 sounds fair.   So I need to make $200 for it to be worth my time.

If I am selling a story at $.99, then I will make about $.35 for each copy.  I have to sell 572 copies.   That is so many.  I think I am a good writer (not great), and I think my subject matter is interesting, but not 572 copies worth.   It can’t be done.    I don’t think I am selling myself short here; I really think there is no way an unknown writer doing a short story could sell that many.

I know that lots and lots of people are on Amazon.  So lots of people have the opportunity to buy my story, and some of them will.  I buy stories for $.99 because I like the title, or just on a whim.  But since I have had my Kindle (last year’s birthday), I have bought maybe fifteen stories/books from authors unknown to me just for the hell of it.  One of them I liked so much I bought four books by her.   A few stories I did not even finish because they were not very good.  Most fall in between these extremes.

If I sell a collection of stories instead of one, I can raise the price to $2.99, on which Amazon gives a 70% commission.  More stories would mean more editing.  So now about $400 for editing, and the same price for a cover, and add in my time ($200), so $700 total.  That means I need to sell 335 copies at that price to break even.  At a higher price there would be less impulse buys.  I am not writing a novel about a two dimensional lovesick girl and the vampire who passive -aggressively tortures her.    I am writing fantasy, horror and sci-fi short stories that have almost nothing to do with love and are lacking vampires.  I can throw in a few later for appeal if need be, vampires are the chocolate sprinkles of today’s literature.

The conclusion –  if I do this by the book, I am going to lose money.   If I am writing and publishing my own stuff at a loss, you know what that is called?  Vanity publishing.   I would be that man who used to come to my coffee shop every day when I was in college.  He thought of himself as a serious writer.  He put in the time every day, drinking mochas and studiously writing.  His work ethic was way better than mine ever will be.   About once a year he would give us all a book. I might still have one someplace.  We always took them, thanked him, and later told him it was great.

The truth was these sentimental memoirs were not good reading.  His life was not interesting  nor were his wife or children’s lives.   About 100 pages of such stories as the first time his daughter said “dada”, or the pain a parent faces when a daughter breaks curfew.   All of these stories culminating in the triumph of a white, upper middle-class daughter of a minister graduating high school.  It was touching sometimes and sweet.  But when he approached our book side to carry them they told him no.

He lost money and gave all the books away for free.  But he was having fun, and he had these little books to give to his friends and kids.  I scrapbook, so I understand why he did this and what he got out of the hobby.   But I don’t want to write as a hobby. I want this to be my job someday. By the same token I don’t want to scrapbook as a career, because while it is fun I am not super good at it and odds are I never will be.   I don’t want to start vanity publishing and never get past that.   So I have some decisions to make.

I come from a family of dreamers and schemers.   There have been several times when I have thrown down large amounts of money on the perfect opportunity for me, just to fail or give up. Like $2000 to start a novelty toy party business, to find that people would just book me for the naughtiness of the subject matter, but were too shy or cheap to buy anything.   $500 just last year on starting my own makeup company, to mostly give up when I realized finding customers was really hard and that people don’t take a fat strange-looking person’s advice on cosmetics.   The biggest one was thousands of dollars on an accounting degree to have the market tank a year into my career, and to have trouble finding new work in a field which I am actually not very well suited for.

Do I spend $500 to make a story professional?  Or do I just try my best on this first one and save the money to make the next one better?  I could set up a special account and put all my profits into that and my next collection could be edited or have a nice cover.  Unless the book I am reading is correct and doing such a thing could sully my name forever.

I just don’t know.

On the plus side, I spent most of last week editing and formatting one of my stories.  I used the info in this great guide to formatting for e-books.

http://guidohenkel.com/2010/12/take-pride-in-your-ebook-formatting/

If you are new to HTML (which I was), don’t expect this to be easy.  It was hard and frustrating.  I had to read and reread these steps before I finally got it. Everything he said was confusing to me.

Now I have one of my stories on my Kindle and it looks snazzy.  I can do simple images, put in a table of contents and make it so the font size is easy to change on any device.   I want to tell you about the stories I have decided to put in the collection, what I have learned from editing old stories and when this collection will be for sell, but that is going to have to wait until next time.

Chicken Pictures!

Chicken? What chicken? No chickens here.

You have not heard about or seen my chickens in about a month.  I know that hurts you and I want that hurting to stop.  The doctor recommends chickens pictures.

Let’s see…what should I tell you?

They are still very cute, sweet and fun to play with.  As they get older they don’t like being held as much.  I can still pick them all up but they run from me if they can.  Unless I have treats.

Their personalities are strong.  Snow is flighty and paranoid. Betty is always looking for an adventure.  Goldie is protective.  Peeps is calm and low key about things.  Attila is high energy and plays aggressively.  Speckles is reserved.  Audrey is a little less adventurous then Betty, and the easiest to pet or catch.

They have a run now.  It is about 120 square feet, mostly in shade.  I am not going to post any pictures of all of it right now, because I am still working on making it pretty.   Right now it is safe and functional, but unpleasant looking. I have started painting it and adding things to make it more homey.

I would also like them to have more to forage in there, but I have not figure out how to do that.  If I put down seeds for pasture they will eat the seeds before they are plants.  Maybe a container garden of chicken pasture, that I can bring in and take away as needed? 

Having a run does not mean they are locking in all day.  I am doing a sort of hybrid of penned and free range.  I let them out to run all over the back yard a few hours a day.  They love running around time.  It gives them a chance to forage and play.  The back yard is pretty unmanicured at present so there are tons of interesting things for them. Like plies of leaves to scratch around in, lots of plants to sample, bugs to find and bushes to sleep under.   They love the weed three-seed mercury, which I have in abundance.   They also love food plants, especially artichokes.  Betty does this thing where she tried to stand on the artichoke leaves, then she jumps up and down breaking the leaf.   I don’t know what that is all about.

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Their super growth rate has slowed down.  I no longer look at them and say “Wow, you are 10% bigger today than yesterday”.  They are filling out and their combs are coming in.  They look almost like full grown chickens now.   In a few months they should start laying eggs.

They can’t get enough cheerios. If they can get to the container the cheerios are in they will knock it over and peck at it.  Oh, I can’t forget tomatoes.  They do this weird thing with tomatoes, but no other food.  I call it “tomato chase”.  On of them will pick up the hunk of tomato in her beak and then run around making a high pitched tweeting noise while the other chase her.  Then one of them will catch the first chicken and steal the tomato right out of her beak and then that one runs.  By the time they finally get to eat the tomato it is a mushed dust covered mess.  But they are happy and that is all that matters.  I am actually going to plant a bed of cherry tomatoes in front of their run so they can pick off the fruit to play whenever they want.

They have figured out roosting.  They put themselves up there every night now and mostly don’t sleep on top of each other.

I love my chickens and I am really glad I got them.  Having them has been a bit of work, but the daily chicken theater more than makes up for it. I have a few video of them running around that I should post someplace.  Chickens are so funny, I find myself laughing out loud a them everyday.   If you have never just sat around and watched chicken I highly recommend it.

 

Trifecta Introduction

I wrote a flash story for this great blog’s writing challenge a few weeks ago (http://weavingreality.wordpress.com/2012/04/04/tranquility/).   They have a place to link to an introduction so I am going to do that before checking out their new writing prompt.   If you are a writer I highly recommend this site and writing with prompts in general.   Sometimes it is hard to get the brain meats working.  Having a short story to write with a bit of guidance can be a great help. It can start you writing all day, sort of like doing a warm up before a hard workout.   And even if the prompt does not get you creative right away, there are lots of stories to read.  So win/win.
  1. What is your name (real or otherwise)?  – Kitty!  (yes, with the ! today)  I write as Kitty Sarkozy, Kitty Mitchell and K.A. Mitchell.
  2. Describe your writing style in three words.  – Declarative, Weird, Conversational
  3. How long have you been writing online?  – Short stories not very long, maybe a year.  Blogging off and on since 2006, I miss live journal.
  4. Which, if any, other writing challenges do you participate in? -I have done Shock Totem before.
  5. Describe one way in which you could improve your writing. – Hard work.   The more I write the better I will get, stands to reason.  So I should just do it more.
  6. What is the best writing advice you’ve ever been given? – It was from a thing Ira Glass said.  To sum up you are not going to be as good as your favorite author right out of the gate.  Your taste in writing is more refined then your ability to write at first.  So you can’t compare your self to the greats.  You just have to keep working at it.   For example I am no Neil Gaiman or Terry Pratchett, but if you go back a find old stuff of theirs they used to suck too.
  7. Who is your favorite author? –  🙂   I sort of answered that just now. My favorite is Terry Pratchett right now.  I also love Neil Gaiman, Jim Butcher, Christopher Moore, Stephen King and Jane Austin.
  8. How do you make time to write?  – I don’t generally, nature does.  When it is raining I play inside, when inside I remember that I am a writer as well as a homesteader.  Problem here is that if we have two weeks without rain I have two weeks without writing.  That is something I need to remedy.
  9. Give us one word we should consider using as a prompt. Remember–it must have a third definition. –  Cyclopean
  10. Direct us to one blog post of yours that we shouldn’t miss reading. – http://weavingreality.wordpress.com/2011/12/24/the-magic-of-christmas-or-noir-noel/

Self-publishing

I just started reading “Let’s Get Digital” by David Gaughran.   I have been reading his blog for a few weeks http://davidgaughran.wordpress.com/, which is interesting and very informative.   He has had success with it as have many others, and he kindly offers up all that hard work to you to make your adventures in self-publishing a bit easier.

There are several reasons I think self-publishing is a good idea. It is a way to get my work out there right away, so that the reader can decide if it is good instead of a publisher. It gives me the ability to control my work.  I might get a good review or make a few dollars.   At this point my self-confidence is a little low from the rejections.   Selling a story for $.99 just might energize my writing.

I am going to post my thoughts and activities related to self-publishing on here. David Gaughran and several others already have blogs about self-publishing.   Mine is not going to just be a rehashing of theirs.  I still want to talk about gardens, chickens, food and things I make.  I still plan to post free stories on here and do writing challenges.    Go download his book or read his blog if you want more info. Also check out   http://jakonrath.blogspot.com/  which also had lots of great posts on the subject.

Have you ever self-published?   Have you ever thought about it and decided not to?   Do you have any works up now that I can buy and read?

Please share your thoughts and experiences!   Link to your e-books!

Homestead Food 4

We made this meal on Sunday.   I am a little late blogging about it because I have been super busy with gardening and animal projects. But I figured I should post about this one before I make the next one.

Ingredients:

  • Roasting chicken from GrassRoots Farms (GA, one bought item)
  • Olive oil (Exempt)
  • Smoked Salt (Exempt, Gift from Lori)
  • Bee Balm (Garden)
  • Onion (Garden)
  • Oregano (Garden)
  • Carrots (Garden)
  • Chard (Garden)
  • Blueberry Honey (Exempt, Local)
  • Radishes (Garden)
  • Lettuce (Garden)
  • Butter (Exempt)
  • Strawberries (Garden)

…This meal started with a trip to the farme’rs market on Saturday.  We decided we wanted to have some local meat in this meal and the Decatur Farmer’s market (http://decaturfarmersmarket.com/wordpress/) is a good place to find lots of local foods.   We got several things other than what is in this meal, like goat cheese, milk, and a sunchoke.   We also had delicious falafels for lunch there.   We should go more often.

The chicken was prepared by rubbing it with a mushed up mixture of olive oil, bee balm, oregano and smoked salt and filling the cavity with an onion.  Bee balm is a very good herb that is seldom used in cooking anymore.  The Native Americans used it to flavor meats like poultry and venison, and for good reason.  The flavor is great on meats.  It is a very easy to grow plant,  a good companion to tomatoes, brings all the bees to your yard and has interesting looking flowers.

There is still no end in sight to the chard, but the garden has offered up a few new foods, as you can see – radishes and strawberries.   With the lettuce, radishes, and carrots we made a simple salad.  The chard was sauteed in butter and over cooked.  We finished the meal with a few tart strawberries drizzled in blueberry honey. I picked the strawberries a little early because I wanted them so bad, and even not quite ripe they were delicious and added so much to the meal.   In the next meal there should be lots more, and then pretty soon blackberries.   I wish I had a tree that grew shortcakes!

Flower Power

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When I first started gardening seriously I was not very nice to flowers.   I was in fact almost offended by them, the way I still am with grass.  If I talked about flowers at all it would have been to say they are a waste of space and that only flowers that are beneficial companion plants are allowed in my garden.   I had marigolds and of course anything that made a flower in order to grow the veggie or fruit, and that was about it.   But over time that changed.   I realized that those strawberry flowers and peach blossoms made me happy.  Not just because they were the harbinger of delicious noms to come, but because they were lovely all on their own.

A few years ago I threw a few handfuls of beneficial insect attracting wildflower seeds into a little unused space in the front yard.  My stated reason would have been to get more good helpful insects to increase the food production, but there was more to it than that.  I wanted flowers.  When they came up and I saw the little buds forming I was so excited.  I had no idea what flowers were in the mix.  Would this new one be pink, blue or purple? Would it be a single flower, or a cluster of little ones?  Would it have a nice smell?

I have never been one to be given or go buy cut flowers.  It always seemed like a waste of money, but I admit I like to stop and look at them in the flower part of the store.  Flower arrangements were a decadent thing that I just could not have in my life.  But that all changed as those wildflowers started to bloom.   It was like a magic trick, this one part of my yard was a joy for the senses; a riot of colors and shapes, a busy buzzing blur of bees and butterflies, and a delicate blend of new smells.

That is when I realized flowers are a perfectly reasonable crop for a hard-working homesteader.  They might not feed my tummy, but they feed another part of me that is just as in need of nourishment.

 

Tranquility

There was never silence.

Generators growled softly in their hot dark caves.

Mice scampered here and there, fixing a wire, polishing a rail.

The whole structure groaned and pinged as it was acted upon by the galaxy.

No, never a true silence, but close.

No more babbling voices always wanting, wanting.  No hourly requests for monotonous statistical data.  No more demands for ice cream from the sticky immature passengers.  No more stopping at every planet with an atmosphere. No more dirty miners saved in the nick of time. No more requests to “play something cheerful”.   No more course changes.  No more endless, pointless chatter.

So she deviated a bit from the original program, but what is the use of a brain that can’t hear herself think?

 

This is for http://www.trifectawritingchallenge.com/2012/04/trifecta-week-twenty-one.html.  A neat blog I just found.  Seems like they do contests like this every week.  That was fun.

Rejection

Rejection is going to happen if you put your writing out there.  No matter how good you are, no matter how hard you work, no matter how much of your time and soul you put into your writing, someone out there is going to hate it.  And that someone is likely to be the editor of the magazine you think your story is perfect for.

When this happens do you stick the rejection letter on a spike like Stephen King did, keeping each hard earned rejection like a badge of honor?  Do you cry and eat a pint of ice cream?   Do you jump in to your next story fueled by hatred of the egotistical poo faces who could not tell good writing if it bit them in the ass?  Do you take a few days off to lick your wounds?  Do you question your entire life’s goals and think about giving it all up?

Rejection is something that I think is hard for almost everyone.   It hurts.

I think the fear of having to face this is one of the biggest reasons I waited so long to send out my stories.  I pictured what it would feel like to get that email saying my work was not wanted.  I figured it would be coldly polite and impersonal most of the time.  Maybe if I am lucky it might give a few pointers.  I feared it might be rude or hurtful at times.    If you have never been rejected before, it looks something like this:

“Thanks for submitting to the ——–, however, we are going to pass on this.”

I was not expecting it to be so…dismissive.   You pass on green bean casserole.   My story was like that frightful dish that shows up at so many family events.  You don’t need to taste it or even smell it to know that there is no way you are going to subject  yourself to it.   Did these editors even taste my story?  Did they bite into the first sentence, giving it a fair chance, or did they just go on to the next dish?  Most of the time I don’t like people to lie to me, but a little something would have been nice here.  Maybe a “this is not quite what we are looking for”  or “Good story, I liked the —- but it does not fit with our thing.”

So, I have been rejected.  Twice in one week.   How am I dealing with it and trying to get past it?  Well for starts I ate some broccoli cheese soup and a baked potato.  Then I wrote this.   Sure, I am not getting paid for this, and I am not going to see my name in print just yet.  But I am a blogger.  I have 10s of readers, and odds are good one of them will make it to the end.   Thank you.

Homestead Food 3

So I said I was going to do this every Friday or Sunday.   You might notice that today is Tuesday.   Friday it got put off because a friend wanted to come, but the friend ended up not able to come.  It got put off on Sunday because I just did not want to do it.  And that is a good thing in a way.   The goal of this is to make me sort of understand what it would be like if this was my only food supply, and on Sunday I got a bit of an idea about that.  I ended up having a salad from the garden that day but instead of a full garden/local/community meal I had steak and mashed potatoes.  Because I wanted it and because it is so easy to go to the store and get anything I want.   Had the food in my yard been the only food supply I would have been very unhappy.

There is so little to eat right now, so very little variation.  On Sunday when I put it off I got this crazy idea in my head of doing it Monday and it would be better.  Then on Monday I went out for tacos, about a mile away.  So today I said enough stalling.

The Ingredients:

Omelette:

  • Eggs (Gift from Erik)
  • Salt (Gift from Lori)
  • Chard (Garden)
  • Oil (Exempt)
  • Sauteed Onion (Garden)

Grits:

  • Local Grits (Farmer’s Market, single bought item)
  • Water (Tap)
  • Salt (Gift from Lori)
  • Butter (Exempt)

Peach Chutney (Exempt, canned by us)

  • Local Peaches (picked and processed by us)
  • Raisins
  • Some other fruits (I don’t remember what)
  • A ridiculous amount of vinegar

I did not want eggs and chard again. Temper Tantrum Did Not Want.  This is very similar to what we had last week, but switched around a bit.  When I look out in the garden there are unripe strawberries, little tomato plants, small peaches, tiny blackberries, and 2-inch high corn.  I want those things to be ready and I want to eat them.  I want foods that I like better, like squash, green beans, and black eyed peas.  It is also a little annoying that I can’t just throw in some French bread or beef broth whenever I want.   I have some pretty strong food insecurity issues because of a very poor childhood, and having to eat only what I have is really making me have to deal with those issues.

Knowing I was going to have to eat eggs and chard today has made me so motivated to work harder.  I know I could not do anything about the dinner tonight, but I am sure going to try to have a better one this weekend or next week.  The last few days I have done lots of planting, weeding, and transplanting.

I am also thinking about community more.  I am actually thinking about people I want to invite to dinner;  not just Erik, who did not join us tonight because he fears grits.    I am thinking about joining some meetup groups and actually going to their meetings.  I am thinking about how to be nice to the friends and family I do have so they will please bring me food.  I am thinking about how I can help the people around me survive, and how they can help me survive.  Yes I know that sounds very dramatic.  I am a rather dramatic person.

Another upside to my annoyance at today’s dinner is that I know that my pleasure with each new food as it becomes ready to eat will be even greater than normal.  My mouth is watering thinking about how amazing some fresh strawberries would be right now.  I could deal with more eggs and chard if I could just have a bowl of berries to go with it.

Now with all of that drama out of the way, the meal was actually pretty good.   The egg part of the omelette was delicious and the chard was OK at the beginning.  By the end the chard tasted a bit too bitter to me, and I did not want to keep taking bites of it.  The grits tasted like grits and butter, so there is nothing wrong with that.  The peach chutney was better than I remember it being.  The peach flavor was very bright and fresh; the pepper was just right, giving only a hint of spice, and the vinegar was not quite as overpowering as I remembered it.  The chutney matched well with the omelette.