I started this blog to chronicle my family's journey to transform our chaotic urban life into a simpler, more fulfilling one that brings us closer to the country lifestyle. Well, as close as one can get living in the midst of a city.
One of these days I may see my dream come true and relocate to a rural area where I can really work toward true homesteading. Until then I will garden, raise chickens, and otherwise be as self-sufficient as possible on my little slice of urban homestead.
My favorite fable was of the frugal, hardworking ant and the lazy, unprepared grasshopper. I so loved that in the end the ant was spared because of his self-sufficient ways. Of course, the fact that my parents nicknamed me Little Ant as a child could have had an influence too.
Now that the garden vegetable's are sprouting I am so glad that I started that compost pile a few weeks back. With the temperature rising daily as we head into Spring it will only be a few months before I have usable compost for my garden. My 17 year old son and I put together a 3 foot square composter from old two by fours and scrap plywood. We set it behind my shed, out of view, and fenced it off from the chickens. So far we have had no trouble finding ingredients for our compost stew. Any trash of plant origin is fair game. Banana peels, coffee grinds, eggshells, grass clippings and shredded newspaper are prime composting material. Avoiding meat, bones, grease and dairy and frequently turning the pile will keep it from attracting flies and maintain happy neighbors.