May 2, 2023
On December 2nd, 2021, my wife had a massive stroke and it has been a long road to recovery.
Recently, there have been a lot of ups and downs, but she rebounded and tried out the trampoline yesterday.
She did not do half bad, but she is exhausted from the well-placed effort.
My son is putting a lot of effort in, and he may well deserve the moniker “14-year veteran of life.”
Currently, he is working an abundance of side jobs to go on a faith-based cruise in January. He went out with his mom yesterday to work on his passport. I am proud and excited for him.
As stated in my recent posts, I am working hard on Willow Manor Urban Farm to manage my property effectively.
Last year, I let folks drop off compostable items such as logs, branches, pine needles, leaves, grass clippings, and thatch.
This was my bumper crop and I received over 50 pickup trucks full.
Surprisingly, when spread over a third of an acre, it settled down quite nicely, and large portions of the yard are mulched for water retention.
In a semi-arid steppe environment, moisture retention is important, especially for an urban farmer such as myself.
The long-term plan is to cover this mismatch of color with red mulch from Lowes for uniformity.
The logs are another project entirely. While I am using them for The Campfire, I picked up a few rusted-out 55-gallon barrels to manufacture charcoal.
I am hoping to use some of this for “biochar” in the yard, and most of it to attempt an iron smelt for a blacksmith project. I might bisque fire pottery as well.
With an enormous pile of maple on hand, I might reach out to a few grill masters and see if they would like some charcoal as well. Maple isn’t prevalent here