Hi everyone; I still love you all. Well, I was able to rent a large plot of land recently. It is on a broken-down farm without a clue of GMOs. The transaction had been put on hold because my dear friend and business partner's son was in a motorcycle accident and the claws of corporate, monopolistic "medicine" have their clutching. One of my friend's daughters is ferociously passionate about eating only organic. I set up an urban garden for her at a mutual friend's place. The spot lies at the bottom of a slope next to the house. It is shale clay. We brought in several truckloads of mushroom soil and some sand. I had her add some lime for ready use. I donated my mycorrhizae stash. Technically, it is a raised bed. Plants exploded. Yesterday, I enjoyed some beet greens, romaine, and zucchini which she donated.
My own involvement at my new plot is on hold, although his daughter is eager to get out there. Last week Wednesday, I was attacked by a pit bull. You cannot believe how sharp their teeth are. The point of bringing this up is due to my friend's care for me. Today, he made some coffee for me. He has brought washcloths and fresh clothes. As Eddie has so graciously supplied concepts of prepping, I am living a shard of it. Sipping this cup of coffee makes me feel human.
Once I am out and about again, we will take videos of the whole step by step process. It is NOT in Africa or Latin America, but I WILL get there, Chris.
"Keep your state off of my body"
"When in doubt, empty the clip."
AI
