Going organic

The field I am transitioning to organic has oats underseeded with alfalfa. I cannot spray chemicals on it including my fencerows. So I thought I’d take a roto tiller to it to help control some of the giant ragweed starting to flourish along the edge rows.

It doesn’t work the best. I have to go over an area several times to get the weeds plucked and the tiller wants to move forward very fast. So I have to pull back on it while it tills forward. In 80 degree heat, it’s not so fun, but it’s all in the name of not using chemicals. As I was doing this exercise this morning I was thinking of farmers saying to themselves, “See, this is why I use chemicals”.

It’s just so darn easier.

Maybe I should rent a horse and a moulboard plow instead. And maybe I just made a nicer bed for weeds to grow! I think I’ll use a weed whipper/mower next time. The battle begins!

My deer friend

I visited a neighbor farm to learn about chicken and duck raising. The young man who taught me what I need to know about bird raising had the state champion chicken at the Iowa State Fair last summer.

This farm raises deer also. They bottle feed the females so they are easier to handle. The little babies make the cutest sound when they are waiting for their bottle. That day I made a friend.

They also have pigs, turkeys, pigeons, tons of rabbits, and other unique birds.

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