Urban and small-scale homesteading

A bunch of good books for people getting into food production, on whatever scale: https://www.goodearthpublications.com/

Regarding this book:’

“City Chicks describes in detail how chicken’s “skill sets’ can be employed in a ‘Hen-Have-More Plan’ for food production systems. Instead of using oil-based chemicals, chickens can help produce fertilizer and compost; they can turn yard waste into garden soil. Hens can also be used as mobile, clucking, (organic and non-toxic), pesticiders, herbiciders, and insecticides.

   And chickens can be of civic service. One chicken eats about 7 pounds of food ‘waste’ a month. A few hundred households keeping micro-flocks of laying hens can divert tons of yard and food biomass ‘waste’ from trash collection saving municipalities millions, even billions of tax payer $$

   ‘What if a city had 2,000 households with three hens (or more) each? That could translate to 252 tons of food waste diverted from landfills each year … Add to that number the tons of yard waste (grass clippings and leaves) that can hens can help convert into compost and the amount is as enormous as the tax-savings of NOT having to handle, transport and store all that biomass waste’.”

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Buddha was a cowboy…

Lyrics from Come A Rain by Kevin Lynch, playing at this moment:

Jesus was a pagan, Woody was a punk

Gandhi was a soldier, Hendrix was a monk

Leonardo was an alien, Plato was a scream

Vincent was a flower child, Elvis was a dream

Kurosawa was a samurai, Achilles was a gimp

Django was a miracle, Rasputin was a pimp

Piaf was a siren, Callas was the sea

Martin was a king on earth

in all his majesty

Come a rain, come a rain now

Confucius was a joker, Kafka was a spook

Rumi was a homey, Bukowski was a duke

Fellini was a scientist, Dante was a thug

Buddha was a cowboy, Amelia was a stud

Einstein was a psychic, Stalin was a hick

Marilyn was Marilyn, Picasso was a trip

Marley was a preacher, Columbus was a dope

Houdini was a rascal, Hank Williams was a ghost

Come a rain, come a rain now

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With beauty all around you, may you walk.

I’ve developed a bike/run routine where I ride my bike about 5 miles, then run/shuffle a few miles to get to my mushroom spot, a grove of tan oaks, bay trees and redwoods. The ground was saturated with water, after recent rains. Creeks rushing, ponds full;  in one spot on the trail, water was bubbling out of a hole. Zilch in the mushroom department, maybe they’re waiting for some warmth, or maybe the recent cold weather has knocked the chanterelles underground until next year. I did gather some fiddlehead ferns, but just read that many varieties are toxic, so will proceed w. caution.

I realized yesterday, that it’s not just getting out in the woods or beach that I love, but the search for something to gather — food, flowers, bones, feathers — the hunter/gatherer genes. If all else fails, I gather images with my camera.

In beauty may you walk.

All day long may you walk.

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2 showings of 6-min documentary Shelter coming up

Filmmaker Jason Sussbertg’s 6-min. movie of our homestead, called “Shelter,” is being screened this Sunday, March 20th (3:30 PM) at the 4th Annual Sebastopol Documentary Film Festival. I’m going to go, as it will be followed by a Q and A. It’s at the Sebastopol Center for the Arts, 6780 Depot Street, Sebastopol, CA 95472.

It’s being shown the next week as part of the “How-to Homestead” group’s workshop on building solar ovens in San Francisco —  Sunday, March 27th. The workshop starts at 3PM, there’s a potluck dinner at 6, and the film will be shown around 7 PM. It’s at the Telegraph Hill Neighborhood Center. 660 Lombard Street, San Francisco, CA 94133.

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Little San Francisco beach cottages

Over an inch of rain yesterday. I was heading down to Kevin Kelly’s in Pacifica for the 1st meeting of the Bay Area Screen Publishers User Group, a new group just formed “…to assist other like-minded folks in creating word-based content for the screen: small, medium, or large screens. Like iPads, iPhones, Kindles, Nooks and whatever comes after…”

I headed out to Trouble Coffee near the beach in San Francisco. This neighborhood is a few blocks from Ocean Beach, and there are lots of little beach shacks here and there. Check out these little gems. Stylin in the city…

Then this tough 4×4 van, ready for desert and mountains:

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Down at beach this morning

The ocean is powerful these last few days. It’s the 1st real tsunami I’ve ever seen come in locally. It didn’t wreck anything right here, but its presence was felt. The fishermen were worried about boats getting dumped upside down. Brothers and sisters of the Pacific Ocean, these are trying times.

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Boys boys boys

I can’t resist any longer. Here are pics of my new (and first) grandchild, Maceo at about 2 months, along with his mom Aine, dad Will. Funny thing, pics of me at this age look almost identical. Uh-oh! 

When I was growing up, it was all boys. Three boys in my family. Five boys between my mom’s 2 sisters. One boy of my  dad’s brother. Eight boys, no girls. And now Maceo. Dude!

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