Four Acres and Independence

PeakMoment has a video up on a sustainable farmer that embraces diversity in farming:

Now, he uses plastics (barrels) on his farm, and I personally would not use plastic unless there were no other way.  He uses the barrels for the kitchen garden so he can move them if necessary, but I think putting a wood or other structure on wheels would serve that purpose.

He brings to mind the old farmers that I grew up around — making do with what you had instead of buying something.  I think his food dryer is pretty ingenious.  As I watched that segment,  I was thinking that we have lost so much of those basic skills of observing nature and learning from it and of what they used to refer to as common sense.

I can’t for the life of me figure out why he wanted to destroy the blackberries.  Blackberries!  A superfood!  (sigh)

In another video I was watching, a sustainable farm in Hawaii was using bunny poo for fertilizer.  However, the way they were going about it felt wrong to me.  They had the bunnies in a huge cage that they moved from place to place.  I just don’t believe in caging animals.  Besides, the bunnies would poo naturally all over the place (our yard is a testament to that) :), but they should have the freedom to move about.

I once read a webpage by a gal who had Native American ancestry, and she stated that they believed that animals had something of a contract with us — that in the days of hunting, an animal would show itself, allowing them to be hunted and the Indians to eat.  She made the correlation between today’s modern farm practices of caging cows, pigs, and whatever, and she said they were also volunteering for us to eat.  I was puzzled at that because it’s pretty hard for animals to “volunteer” when they are held captive.  I’m just saying that it’s not the same as in the days of hunters and gatherers.

And we are definitely less grateful and less respectful towards the animals than before.  As the farmer states in the video, he sees the lamb being born, he feeds it, and then he will butcher it, which he dislikes.  But he appreciates the sacrifice the animal has given.

The farmer also recognizes how much more connected he is to all that surrounds him.  It’s something I experienced, too, working on a farm.  It’s really hard to describe the feeling of Being.

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