Having a small backyard flock of urban chickens seems like such a normal, everyday thing for me now that I haven’t really posted a lot about “the girls”. But some of my readers have asked that I share more stories on the blog about the latest chic news. Now that I think of it, there is usually some funny urban chicken musing I have to
The End of a Muddy Era
I’ve been a member of a wonderful little art studio space for about 3 years now called Radius Studio. My discovery of the studio had perfect timing – Jay and I just returned from a year living in Barcelona, I was looking around for new friends/hobbies, and this studio popped up just a block away. I have long adored ceramics, gently packing them back from
Stocking Up
I have high hopes my friend, high hopes, for my garden. You would think I would exchange those high hopes for guarded enthusiasm instead… This is, after all, my first permanent garden, being a new home-owner and all. But no. High hopes. My husband Jay bought me a great book I hope to put to good use this Fall. I thought it would be a
NW Vegetable Planting Chart
As I’ve probably mentioned before, I spent my winter months pouring over seed catalogs and various books on growing veggies in the NW. I wanted to maximize our space and grow as much as possible. Two resources were especially helpful in my planning: Portland Nursery’s Planting Calendar and Maritime Northwest Garden Guide which is produced by the Seattle Tilth. At work I use Excel a
Portland Permaculture Workshops
This is just a quick post for those living in the Portland metro area. Portland City Repair will be coordinating a lot of really interesting workshops, many of which appear to be free, that range in topics but include permaculture subjects. Click HERE for their list of workshops. I wish I could attend some, especially the rain barrel one, but my weekend is looking pretty
Hello Girls!
About a year ago, my sister Anne told me she wanted to get chickens. We live in a city. A small one, but a city none the less. I believe I promptly replied by telling her she was nuts. I’m not sure how long it took me for that thought to later sink in and start eating away at me. I realized I wanted chickens
What am I doing?
I should begin by admitting I can be sometimes obsessive and neurotic. That in mind, we managed to buy a house last summer and it has become my new obsession. First it was tango. Then it was ceramics. Now it’s my house. Our house. Our poor little house was passed through a family that somehow produced four selfish and irresponsible crabby kids. The kids turned
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