Morning Time

May 24th, 2011

Wake up.  Throw on jeans, boots, jacket.  Chicks: feed, water.  Layers: feed, water.  Pigs: feed, water.  Goats: hay, water.  Rabbits/Pheasants: feed, water.  Water greenhouse transplants.  Leave crusty boots by front door.  Change children out of pond water logged pajamas.  Children: dry clothes, feed, water.  Mommy Duncan: tea, email.

Very, very soon the chicks will be going out on pasture.  They are 4 weeks to the day of the Buff Orphington layers and ducks come to take over the brooder.  The turkeys come 2 weeks after that.  Still need to acquire some weaned lambs.  May be able to do 2 runs of pigs this year, ours are nearing 100 lbs already I am sure.

Have gotten nothing in the garden really but 100 new strawbs and 50 new raspberry canes.  (Did that the day after my hand tattoo).  My spinach, chard and kale drowned in all of our non-stop, semi-torrential rain, so I need to replant.  I am happy not to be like some of my neighbours who are reseeding acres.  This will be a long summer.

Dug in 3 nice cedar trees yesterday.  My transplanted mulberry and black currants are taking nicely, as are the new blueberry bushes.    Looks like we are going to have to move a few rows of trees for the outbuilding (that we got a building permit for in record time) that will be going up in 1 week.

Brought home a box of bunnies, 2 beautiful Birthday Pheasants and the ugliest rooster in the county from the Keady Livestock Auction on Scott’s birthday.  Pictures of the pheasants to come yet.

Had an incredibly wonderful May TwoFour weekend.  We are so blessed to have so many wonderful friends and family nearby.

 

This feeling of non-stop action, of Spring Fever, is what makes enduring (what can be) 6 months of winter worth it.  This is the life.

Flower Tattoo

May 4th, 2011

My darling husband tattooed me last night.  Thank goodness he is fast!  That was pretty darn sharp, and I can’t believe how much it still zings today.  Not very conducive for chores, but thankfully we have boxes of nitrile gloves at hand.  My strawberries and raspberries are in cold, dark storage, so hopefully this hand is healed enough by this weekend to do some serious digging.  Cuz I sure ain’t doing it today.

2011′s baby chicks are doing great, they just arrived. They have their own dedicated shed this year, which is working beautifully.  I am SO pleased with the set up, as the shed contains enough floor space for them and for feed storage as it is divided in half.

Our Amish neighbours, who do not have the ease of using heat lamps (no electricity) have rigged up a propane heated halved oil drum for their chicks, and so far so good.  Much nicer than having them in the kitchen by the wood stove, as was done before.

Really savouring every second of their fleeting cuteness.  (And I’ve booked them in for processing already, not leaving it to the last minute this year, no sir!)

 

Thank you, honey.

He Rides

April 27th, 2011

 

Also, the pigs have come.  They are Berkshire/Tamworth, the black one is female, the other are male.  This is what happens when you have two artistic, non-farmers pick out piglets: “Hmmm, I think I like the spotted ones!”  Yup.  That’s us.

Last years’ pigs were named after rappers (Pig Daddy Kane and Piggy Smalls).  Thinking something more Shakespearean this year?  Hamlet Piglet and…. this is where you come in.  Please suggest names for our new merry trio!

Free the Children

April 14th, 2011

I took the kids into town today for Bob’s swim lessons with Esther, the swim whisperer.  Bob is in salamander, and loves swimming with flippers on.   His class starts when AquaFit ends, so I get to see my school teachers and my friends mothers naked weekly.  One of those “things” about small town living I find surreal… yet endearing.

We stopped in at the Fine Fettle after swimming to pick up some Panda Licorice and tea (rooibus).  A woman and her young son (5-7 years I’m guessing) passed us on the sidewalk.  The child broke into a run, as children do.  Safely, on the sidewalk.  The mother panics and shrieks: “Stop!  Stop running!  You might hurt yourself!”

Oh, honey.
Say that out loud to yourself, slower.
Say it again.

On the way home from town, we paused on the road by an Old Order neighbour’s farm.  His 7 year old son was working his field, leading a team of 5 horses.  With no adult in sight, not that he needs one, I’ve watched this kid learn to drive since he was Bob’s age.   I’m proud to know that kid.

What has happened to modern parenting?

If, like me, you would like to shake the woman sucking the joy and life skills out of her child; or perhaps if you are that parent, but would prefer not to be; I highly recommend checking out this book:
Free Range Kids by L. Skenazy.

In a similar vein, I just finished reading:
NurtureShock by P. Bronson and Ashley Merryman and it was also a very worthwhile read.

Things are really picking up speed here.  I’ve been enjoying working with the children using a Brilliant Minds Montessori Math Kit, starting seeds with them, fixing up the pig pen.  They love having jobs.  We’ll be bringing piglets home any day now, I am very excited.  I’ve been doing a spot of work for the local Penetangore Watershed Committee (go check out the display in the library!)  Tomorrow over 1 tonne of food will arrive to my house to be sorted and reconciled for our buying club.  (Thank you in advance, Lisa!)  We’ve got our summer car back on the road, are about to tackle getting a building permit for our new out building, and are in the midst of a spring clean.

Pictures of: Bob & Mags in their new Lucha masks; Bob taking a good spill off the dirt pile (finally riding his bike outside; he rode it all winter long inside our house); 2 pictures from a lovely walk in Inverhuron; happy sheep at Philosopher’s Wool; my beautiful boy.

 

Ps. You have to fall down to learn how to get back up.  Let’s not rob our children of this lesson.

Lit Up

April 1st, 2011

Spring is slowly, slowing coming here.  I saw my first little purple crocus peeking out of the mud just yesterday.  The pig pasture is still totally covered in snow, not for any reason other than the fact that I’ve been chomping at the bit to move 2 piglets into it for weeks now.  The children are getting along famously.  The sun is beaming today, I went out wearing only a wool sweater and a vest, and I felt like a million bucks.

Our big news is that we’re in the purchase process of a 30′x40′ cover-all building.  In addition to the sunshine, this has significantly improved my mood.  We found out recently that on top of Acciona’s 50 industrial wind turbines, that Lakewind will be putting turbines in only the block to our direct south.  I was feeling very unsure if I could live with the feeling of  being totally surrounded (at every direction but east).  We are stepping forward to spring with new hope and new plans, continuing to put our roots down here, and we’ll just have to roll with whatever comes.  We don’t want to live in town, and with the GEA allowing what has become an industrial development free for all in rural Ontario, there is nowhere else we COULD move to get away from it.  The cover-all feels like a big step in the right direction of our plans for permanence here.

I thought I would feel a weight off of my shoulders when I gave a delegation to council some time ago, but that relief was very temporary.  Actively engaging with our farm for the future, oh, that’s just something one can really get juiced up by!

I have plans, oh so many plans.  Now all I need is two of me.  One with superior strength, carpentry skills and a tractor.

 

My new for 2011 plans include raised garden bed experimentation; tree planting (maples and willows); designing and building stalls for the new building; throwing a party in the building before the stalls are built; fencing around the building; acquiring some breeding stock to put in the building.  And if I have time, setting up some bee hives.

Anyone have any new plans for their gardens or farms or homes this spring?

 

 

Winter is Holding

March 9th, 2011

Skating on our front pasture.  My animals, human and hoofed.  For Amish animals, they sure know how to work the camera.

Come. On. Spring.

House for Sale

March 8th, 2011

My parents are selling their house!  It’s a stones throw from Lake Huron, in Kincardine Ontario.

“Spectacular executive home overlooking Lake Huron on a private treed ravine lot fully landscaped with mature trees. Inground sprinklers, circular patterned concrete driveway. Geothermal deep ground-source heat pump.

Large foyer, oak staircase, sunken living room, formal dining room, den/office. Spacious kitchen with island, built in propane range, two wall ovens, and much more.  Main floor family room with propane fireplace. Large master bedroom featuring lakeside balcony, 5 piece ensuite with Jacuzzi tub. Finished basement features two additional bedrooms, large family room and lots of storage. Air conditioning, air exchanger, central vac, water softener, Reverse Osmosis Drinking System. Garage access to main level or to basement.  Roof, windows, hardwood floors, staircase, light fixtures and paint are new.”

I will also add that there is a massive chain link dog run in the backyard, which would be PERFECT for some chickens!

An Urge to Purge

February 22nd, 2011

The completion of my address to council marked, as I had hoped, a few nights of perfectly restful sleep. Unfortunately, the fight is nowhere near over. The melatonin I was taking seemed to give me next day headaches, so I have begun working my way through some herbal teas. It has also been easily a month since I have had coffee in the house, and have switched to tea throughout the day.

I lay in bed and think of all of the letters I still need to write, all of the things I need to do. I wish I was thinking about gardening and pigs and ordering chickens. But my head is clouded with fierce frustration.

We still have not decided how many chickens we will be raising this year. I really do need to decide soon. I have completed our 2010 farm taxes, and let me just say, make no mistake you will never be pimping on small farm profits. That is, if you HAD profit, something which we don’t yet. One problem is scale. It’s so much cheaper to fill a silo than buy bagged feed. But feed has a limited lifespan; silos are expensive (“bankruptcy tubes”); and we’d have to cheek to jowl to get through it all. All of the price breaks happen on a much grander scheme, and we are especially limited here in Ontario thanks to the quota system.

We could not raise more than 300 chickens without buying quota, and the quota for turkeys is only 50. As small farmers we are prevented from entering fully into trade and commerce. Sobeys, Metro and Loblaws control over 63% of the Canadian marketplace. Unless we were to get our meat processed at a Federal plant (not on your life) we could not be distributed across provincial borders or by these retailers. Neither can small abbatoirs compete in the market, given the cost prohibitive nature of becoming “federally inspected” (amongst other things, we’d have to build the inspector their own private shitter). 73% of all federally inspected beef is from Cargill and Tyson. Saputo, Parmalat and Agripor control 70% of the Canadian milk market and the dairy council. Canadian supermarkets import lamb from New Zealand because we don’t have a federal lamb abbatoir. Repeat that last sentence in your head.

Canada has lost over 38,000 dairy farms since 1980. Over a hundred small abbatoirs in Ontario have closed alone in the last 10 years. Think of that. Who is going to be left in control of our food? Huge corporations who have no interest in anything but profit. Let alone the health and well being of the animal, or the consumer.

Why don’t we buy quota and raise more birds, engage in the “system” so that we can legally sell chickens, and you can legally buy them?

For chicken, the minimum quota is 75,000 chickens at the present start up cost of $850,000. We can’t even afford a tractor yet.

I do start coming up on ethical concerns when I think about raising more animals. I feel comfortable with providing my family with what I consider to be very happy, healthy meat. I understand no everyone else wants to, or can raise animals to feed their own families. It is thrilling to be able to provide this, to feed other people. However, in immediate terms, the blood is on MY hands. While I don’t believe in karma, I do believe in energy, and I am concerned about tipping the balance towards death.

As I have made clear before, I am opposed to factory farming, I find it unnecessarily cruel and offensive. I am not ethically opposed to killing animals to eat them. To quote my friend Eugene:
“I recognize that I am alive only at the expense of a myriad set of others who have had to give up their lives so that I can enjoy mine. It doesn’t matter whether that myriad is composed of chickens, lettuce, milk, fresh air or stones for a building I am making. My use deprives others.

For me the consequence of this is that I must make use of the time and life I have stolen from these others as wisely and beneficially as possible.”

In terms of time, I am ever so resentful of the amount of time I have spent on this industrial wind issue, and will have to continue to spend. We are going to be putting new windows, insulation and siding on, which ought to reduce annoyance from sound (at least in the months the windows are closed) and we are making a point to try to get our energy use back down to what it used to be (4-8kWH/day). If we can sustain that low level of energy consumption again, we will be able to consider getting off the grid, which would solve any dirty electricity issues that may arise from the project development slated for my area.

I also resent laundry. I hate laundry. There is always so much of it. I am feeling a desperate need to purge. We have too many clothes! Too much stuff! If there was less of it, there would be less mess for me to have to tend to. I am always in awe of minimalist homes, jealous. I would be hard pressed to count the number of garbage bags of clothes that have left our home (a dozen perhaps?) and that could surely be done again without hardly noticing.

How do you give up old clothes that may be great one day for re-creating into new ones? How do you ever part with books? I have countless bins of canning jars scavenged from yard sales and the dump, because you just never now when you’re going to need another jar! I would love to be ruthless and begin hauling heaps of STUFF out of here by the trailer full, but I don’t think I will be able to bring myself to do it!

Any tips on letting go?

We are definitely getting a little squirrely in our wait for spring. Pictured below are the kids and Scott firing kibble at the dogs with the Lee Valley Catapult; the children who were sent out to “shovel the snow off of the field” having at it…


Delegation to Council

February 17th, 2011

FROM THE KINCARDINE TIMES:

The Kincardine council chamber was packed last night (Feb. 16) as a crowd of citizens protested the proposed Armow Wind Power Project.

Ashley Duncan, representing the non-optioned landowners within the planned industrial wind project as developed by Acciona, told council she also represented neighbours of the project and concerned citizens.

“We do not wish to see our rural landscape industrialized any further,” she said. “We ask that instead of protecting foreign corporations and big oil interests, that Kincardine council ask for studies and proper consultations, and stand up beside Huron-Kinloss, Saugeen Shores and Arran-Elderslie, and protect its citizens.”

Duncan pointed to two dismal failures on the part of the proponent and the province:

The Green Energy Act was created to support planning for growth and build strong communities in Ontario, but the opposite is the case. “The Armow Wind Power Project has divided my rural community,” said Duncan. “With Kincardine council’s recent suggestions for setback distances from towns, hamlets and rural residences, the chasm for some of us widens again.”

The wind proponent failed to properly consult with the community. “To date, there has been one open house which I would consider deeply inadequate, as well as meetings with optioned landowners,” said Duncan. “The majority living within the project boundary are not optioned; therefore, meeting solely with optioned landowners does not constitute meeting with the public.”

She urged council to take control of certain aspects of the project, such as building permits, municipal road access, and liability protection for decommissioning costs.

Duncan asked why citizens in the former Town of Kincardine are afforded more protection than those living in the Hamlet of Armow or on individual farms. In the rural areas, many people work, worship and teach their own children on their properties.

She also noted the Old Order Amish of southwestern Ontario, who make up 20 per cent of the land mass in the proposed wind project area, had intended to come to the meeting but due to a funeral, could not attend. She was representing that group’s concerns as well.

The province has called for a moratorium on off-shore wind development, said Duncan. “Those turbines would have been five kilometres from lakefront houses. The rest of us remain stuck with 550-metre to 750-metre setbacks. This is adding insult to injury!”

She said studies by a variety of health officials from around the world, recommend that setbacks be 1.5 kilometres to 3.5 kilometres.

“We respectfully request that council recommend only independent and non-arbitrary setback distances, designed to protect people instead of corporations,” said Duncan. “As these do not presently exist, we ask council to hold off on issuing permits until they do.”

The group’s final concern was for support for victims, said Duncan. “Presently, there are a dozen people in our community who regularly attend monthly ‘Health Affected Residents Meetings.’ They are experiencing negative health impacts and are frustrated with the lack of assistance from our provincial government. There needs to be a plan in place to support these people.

“It is clear that the only way we can inspire provincial change and reclaim municipal control over municipal issues, is to stand up in opposition of the Green Energy Act,” she said. “Seventy-four municipalities in Ontario have made amendments, issued support or passed bylaws regarding the covering of our countryside with industrial wind turbines.”

She urged council to join the neighbouring municipalities in taking back control of industrial wind projects. The crowd gave her a rousing standing ovation.

Deputy mayor Anne Eadie thanked Duncan for her thorough and detailed presentation.

She said council is meeting with the energy minister during the ROMA (Rural Ontario Municipalities Association) convention in a couple of weeks and will let the minister know that Kincardine has concerns.

Councillor Ron Coristine said the province is making the same mistake made in the 1950s and 1960s of mixing agricultural and industrial development. If the setbacks were two-kilometres, there would be no issues.

“What we’re finding is there are best practices being done by wind companies,” he said, “but they are not happening here. Rather than stepping up and following best practices, they are pushing their own agendas, and that’s distasteful.”

Councillor Candy Hewitt said the Green Energy Act was handed to municipalities like a gift-wrapped bomb. “We’ve tried to help our citizens and we’re getting frustrated too. It’s not easy sitting in the middle and trying to mediate between the two sides.”

“This issue has divided our community,” said councillor Mike Leggett, “and it’s caused ill health for some. We need to send a strong message to premier Dalton McGuinty and the Liberal government that we don’t want the Green Energy Act shoved down our throats. We have to stand up to this.”

Councillor Randy Roppel said there are committees that neighbouring communities belong to, and Kincardine should have representatives on those committees. “We need to work together to send a strong voice to the province about this issue.”

Both he and Coristine volunteered to sit on those committees.

“It’s time to shit or get off the pot,” stressed Leggett. “We have to demand health and sound studies before we approve any building permits for turbines.”

Mayor Larry Kraemer cautioned council in not issuing building permits, given that wind developments are provincially-legislated and not a municipal jurisdiction.

“In the Municipal Act, there is a provision that municipal councils are obligated to look after the health, welfare and safety of their residents,” said councillor Maureen Couture. “We should do more research into the legal aspect of all this.”

“All I’m saying is we should get some legal advice before we simply refuse to allow building permits to be issued for wind turbines,” said Kraemer. “We break provincial law at the peril of the citizens of this municipality. It may seem sexy but it’s wrong. We would be endangering the resources of the municipal treasury and our citizens.”

Council agreed to direct staff to explore the legal issues surrounding wind developments, draw up draft guidelines for proposed wind projects, and do some research on committees set up by neighbouring municipalities.

Norma Schmidt, who no longer lives in Underwood because of health problems caused by the Enbridge wind development, offered council several documents and reports to read, regarding wind energy and negative health effects.

Suggestions Please

January 30th, 2011

I can’t get to sleep anymore. If I wake up after falling asleep, I can’t get back to sleep.

After 4 years of being woken by alternating children every hour or two, this seems remarkably unfair. I’ve never had this problem, I mean, not for years and years. I am one of those head hits the pillow and I’m out types. Not a fuck it’s 4 am and I haven’t slept yet type.

(An advanced “pass” to both alcohol and marijuana related suggestions).

(Yes, there are some Looming Things stressing me out, no fix in sight).