Molting Hens Don't Lay Eggs

It’s been about 2 weeks since I’ve gotten an egg from my girls. No, they aren’t all eggbound either! They are molting. Instead of eggs in the nest box there are loads of feathers. There are feathers in their run, there are feathers in the yard, there are feathers in their poop tray. Amazingly enough, there are even feathers on the girls. Sort of. Well they look a little scruffy.

But I’m happy to see feathers growing back on Edie’s neck. She lost most of her beard from scratching at mites. She started to get little porcupine-like quills sticking out of her face. Kind of a 5 o’clock stubble. But now they are fluffing out and she has gotten her hilarious mustache and beard back.

Take a peek at the old, bare neck with the feather quills just starting to peek out and the new fuzzy neck. Doesn’t she look hilariously in her attempt at dignity?

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Backyard Harvest

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I keep taking photos of the beautiful tomatoes I’ve been getting from my garden. I said taking photos, not posting photos. Argh. I’m so behind on sorting through my photos!! I was lucky not to have the tomato blight that wiped out so many people’s crops. I bought a 6-pack of heirloom tomato seedlings this spring, but the names weren’t identified, so I don’t know what they are. I know the ones on the right are green zebra tomatoes, but the beautiful persimmon-colored ones are a mystery. I want to find out because they were absolutely sweet and delicious. The little cherry ones were so sweet, it was like candy from nature.

We’ve been getting shorter days (sob) and cooler nights, so the days of tomatoes are coming to an end. I have basil that needs to be cut and turned into pesto and lemon verbena that I have some ideas for. I planted some salad greens (a mesclun mix, mache and spinach), which are already coming up, so I don’t feel as though my garden has come to an end. I love the weather at this time of year, but it always brings a bit of melancholy with the shortening days and the approach of the winter cold.

Sunday Spinning

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This past Sunday I had some spinning and knitting friends over at the house. Neil very sweetly took Lindsay to Central Park so I could have uninterrupted time with my friends. It was a perfect day, so we were able to sit outside in the garden. This wheel belongs to Shannon. She just got a drum carder, so she’s been dying and carding her own fiber.
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Here’s Shannon knitting after taking a little break from spinning.
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Here’s Sara on the left wearing her February Lady sweater and knitting a pretty cashmere lace scarf. Laura is on the right knitting a purple Coraline sweater designed by Ysolda Teague.
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Here’s Eve spinning some gorgeous autumnal-colored wool. Please note her cute silver toes that match her silver Birks. What’s so nice about these meet ups is that besides catching up with friends we don’t see every day and dusting off our (my) wheel and remembering why we love to spin, we also get to eat the most delicious goodies that we all bring. We had bruschetta w/ chopped tomatoes and white bean toppings, chips with guacamole and piquant salsa, pistachio tea cakes and scones. Yum!
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I pulled out a merino/tencel blend that I bought from Misty Mountain Farm at a wool festival several years ago. I thought it would make a pretty lace shawl, so I spun it very fine. It’s a little over-spun in places (the parts that look like a telephone cord), but I think that will work itself out when I ply it in the other direction.

Spinning is very relaxing and it’s rewarding to be able to turn fleece into yarn. Some of my friends buy their fleece unprocessed directly from the farm and even get to meet the sheep. I think there’s something really sweet about that.

I’ve been spinning every night since then and have filled my bobbin. Last night while I was spinning I watched 2 more episodes of The Good Life and they were both about spinning!

Chicken Meet up at the Waterpod

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Last Saturday after going to the Greenpoint Food Market, we drove to the Bronx to go to a chicken meet up group being held on the Waterpod. KayCee Wimbush of Awesome Farm in Tivoli, NY came to talk about basic chicken keeping. Her farm pasture-raises chickens and lambs and are committed to taking care of both their animals and the land. While I knew most of the basic information, she did talk about alternatives to chicken feed.

In an attempt to reduce their feed costs and do some recycling, they gathered food scraps from local restaurants. Chickens are omnivores, or miniature goats as I like to call them, so they eat practically everything. Her solution was a win-win in that her chickens were getting high-quality food, she was saving money and the food wasn’t going to a landfill. I guess that’s a win-win-win. Anyway, these things always turn out too good to be true and they found out that what they were doing was illegal. Turns out there’s a law against feeding post-consumer food to agricultural animals. I’m sure I’m not quoting the law correctly, but it’s a way to prevent farmers from feeding ground up animals to their livestock, which can lead to many nasty diseases such as mad cow. Anyway, while it was a great idea, they had to stop.

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If you are in NYC in the next 2 weeks, you should try and visit the Waterpod project. They are a self-sufficient floating farm. They incorporate many interesting ideas for farming, such as vertical farming, mobile farming, recycling graywater, etc. They are showcasing a new type of farming in a time of global warming and overpopulation. If land is too scarce, you can farm on a big barge. They are open to the public for tours and host performances and discussions. They were a great venue for our meeting and even have a few hens onboard.

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We had our meet up under one of their domes. All of the materials have been gathered from salvaged parts. The dome was covered with billboard material (is it fabric, paper??). You can see a watch ad behind Owen, who’s the organizer of our meet up group. If you can’t visit the waterpod, check out their website at the link above. It’s a very interesting project and definitely applies to urban gardening.

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The Good Life


We’ve become addicts to a British tv series called The Good Life. (When it was brought to the US they changed the name to Good Neighbors). You can watch it instantly on Netflix, or you can piece the episodes together on YouTube.

The premise of the show is: There’s a couple that lives in a fancy suburb of London. He is a designer for a plastic company, who wants more meaning from life after he turns 40. He and his wife decide to try to become self-sufficient, but don’t want to leave their home. So they embark on adventures in urban farming – complete with chickens, a goat, etc.

What’s so amazing about the show is that it was made in 1975 and yet is so relevant to what is going on today. It’s well written and hilariously funny. Get past the first episode where they are setting up the premise of the show and I think you will become addicted too.

Rubble for soil

A couple of months ago I took a class at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden on making a rain garden. You can see my post here. The teacher told us about different soil types (sandy, clay, etc.) and said that in Brooklyn you often have “rubble”. What the??? Well, they build and tear down a lot of buildings here and that leads to a lot of rubble. And if you’ve seen some of the construction here, you won’t be surprised that a lot of it isn’t disposed of properly.

Turns out I have sandy rubble soil. Every time it rains, and often even when it doesn’t I have big pieces of glass or pottery come to the surface of my yard. If it wasn’t so annoying with a kid and chickens, it would be kind of interesting archaelogically. I found a soda pull tab this summer. When did they stop making those? I’ve found a coin for a porno booth (at least that is what I think it is because it had pretty racy imagery on it). But the latest thing to erupt to the surface of my yard was this:

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Holy guacamole! I totally freaked out. I saw this on the way to the chicken coop right before it was time to leave for the Berkshires last week. I asked Neil to come to the garden and tried to get Lindsay inside, but she didn’t want to go. I didn’t really want to alert her to the teeth (that I thought were human) sticking out of the ground. We ended up going away and hoping that our neighbor, who was chicken sitting wouldn’t find them and call the police. “Yes, I think my neighbors are burying bodies in their back garden.” Actually, a Gotti supposedly lived in this building, but I think mafia dons are like dogs and don’t want to dirty their own dens. He would probably bury his enemies in someone else’s yard I’m guessing.

So when we got back I decided to do a little excavation. Fortunately there was nothing other than the teeth. And fortunately the teeth didn’t turn out to be human. My guess is that they are from a dog. Any thoughts? It’s still pretty gross to find teeth in your garden. It’s kind of amazing how much the soil moves that after living here 15 years new things are surfacing. I blame the worms.

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Off for the weekend

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We’re heading out to visit Neil’s parents in the Berkshires this weekend. It will be nice to catch up, go on a hike or two, canoe, and do some foraging where there are actual, real, live plants in the wild. I’ve packed my copy of Stalking the Wild Asparagus (see my reading list), which is a fabulous foraging book.

We are also going to go to the free evening dance performance at Jacob’s Pillow on Saturday. It’s such a lovely community program. You sit in the woods with a picnic dinner and watch dancers perform on an open-air stage with the rolling Berkshire hills in the background. The performance is early enough that we can bring Lindsay, who is mesmerized by the dancing.

The only sad note about the weekend is that a friend of ours offered us amazing seats to a Yankees game for Saturday. Sniff.

So have a great weekend and I’ll catch up on Monday. My chickens and I are going to be interviewed on Monday for WFUV radio. Wish us luck!

The 200 Foot Garden

This is a nice story about Patrick Gabridge who took an ugly, unused strip of land in Brookline, MA and turned it into a community vegetable garden. He decided against planting without permission (aka Guerilla Gardening) and got approval from the property manager. He planted squash, cucumbers and lots of other veggies. The little 200 foot long patch of soil (which he had tested to make sure it wasn’t contaminated) will blossom into something much more beautiful than the weedy patch it used to be. Gabridge hopes that the neighbors will help themselves to the veggies as they ripen.

You can read about his project on his blog.

11 Years of Marriage

anniversary-small11 years ago (this past Saturday) Neil and I were married in his parent’s backyard in the Berkshires. We had a beautiful weekend, and 11 years later, we also had a beautiful weekend.

We started the day by going to 2 kid’s birthday parties. Lindsay stayed at her friend’s house for a sleepover after the birthday party, so we had the rest of the afternoon to ourselves. What do parents do when they have some time off? Rest! We watched most of Arsenic and Old Lace before it was time to go for dinner.

We ate at Blue Hill restaurant in Manhattan. When we made the reservations, we didn’t know that the Obamas just ate there. It was difficult getting a table, but Neil persevered. It was worth it. We got the 5-course tasting menu with wine pairings. It was the best meal we’ve eaten in years. They get their ingredients from Blue Hill Farm in the Berkshires and from Stone Barns in Tarrytown, NY.

We laughed so hard when they put the first “plate” down on our table. To be fair, it wasn’t part of the 5 courses, but if you were to ever see a spoof of an expensive Manhattan restaurant, they would show what we were served. They gave us a block of wood with many spikes coming out of the top. The spikes made a wavy row on the top of the block. The food was speared onto the spikes as the presentation. So the funny part was there were 2 tiny carrots, 2 tiny pea pods, 2 cherry tomatoes and 2 florets of something related to broccoli. But they were delicious and we didn’t go home hungry at the end of the meal.

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After dinner we went to the Highline in Chelsea. I wrote a little about it in this post, but hadn’t gone in person until Saturday. We went after sunset and it was really magical. They have beautiful wild plantings of grass and flowers that weave in and out of the train tracks and the stone walkway. You are raised up, so you have a nice view of the streets and buildings in the neighborhood. We had a nice New York moment there too. The Highline ends rather abruptly around 28th street, where it will eventually be extended to 34th street. When you are at the northern end of the Highline, you are right next to some residential buildings. There was a woman out on her fire escape, who had strung lights up and was entertaining the Highline visitors with her stand-up comedy. She had quite a crowd of people watching her as I’m sure she does every weekend. I love New York and am glad there are still some characters left!

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From school yards to school gardens

BYELIZABETH LAZAROWITZ

Tuesday, July 14th 2009, 9:39 AM

It’s a rural lesson in an urban jungle.

Students at 10 Brooklyn schools will be toiling in the soil this summer and fall, growing vegetables to feed their classmates as part of an effort to get student-grown foods into the school cafeteria.

“We want to eat the stuff we grow,” said Aidan Israel, 7, a student at Public School 107 on Eighth Ave. in Park Slope, who has been helping cultivate peas, kale and basil in the school’s yard. “It tastes fresher than the stuff in the store.”

With its fall harvest, PS 107 – which is in mobile “earth boxes” while its new garden is closed due to a school renovation – will join a program started last autumn by the Department of Education’s SchoolFood department and the state’s Department of Agriculture and Markets.

Dubbed “Garden to School Cafe,” it began with 20 schools citywide – nearly half of them in Brooklyn.

Next year, the program, which lets school cafeteria staffers put kid-gardened produce on the menu, will expand to about 25 schools as part of a broader effort to source school food locally, said Billy Doherty, who heads the program for SchoolFood.

“It’s something that’s important in terms of teaching the kids how to eat better and connecting them to farming, to help them have an overall healthy lifestyle,” Doherty said.

Last week, PS 29 science teacher Tina Reres and a group of incoming prekindergarten students gathered around one of four long gardening beds built behind the Cobble Hill school. They tied up tomato plants, searched for bugs and then lettuce shoots that, if all goes well, will be part of a meal the school’s students will get to eat in the fall.

“It’s a chance to learn where your food comes from,” said Kristin Berman as her daughter Julia, 3, dug in the soil. “City kids don’t really know that.”

Some of the schools – like the Urban Assembly School of Music and Art in DUMBO – are combining food-growing with culinary lessons. Students in the school’s Teen Iron Chef program grew parsley and mint for tabbouleh and demonstrated how to make it, said Lynn Fredricks of FamilyCook Productions, who runs the cooking program. “For them to actually create the food itself is pretty amazing.”

Pesto pasta from school-grown basil was a big hit with kids at PS 29 last fall, Reres said.

But whether getting locally grown foods will really get kids to eat more veggies remains to be seen.

Mia Espinosa, 4, turned up her nose at the peas she had excitedly plucked from the PS 29 garden.

“She won’t eat anything green,” her grandmother, Carmela Panico, said, sighing. “Maybe next year.”

elazarowitz@nydailynews.com