A Garden Tour, Two Clothes Lines and Four Chickens
Walk into a bar and one says to the others….
Okay, so there is absolutely no punch line to that, but the title had the makings of a homesteader’s joke.
Late last week I had the joy of touring a well established urban garden here in Houston. What an amazing garden! Citrus, herbs, kale, tomatoes almost five feet high-I could go on and on- this urban patch had everything, and four chickens! I hope to have the opportunity to learn more about caring for the little ladies by visiting again, and to my husband’s relief, he sees a way for me to get a chicken fix. I also saw the liberation that living closer in to the city offers, as opposed to out here in the ‘burbs with the HOA. Don’t get me wrong- the chickens were not supposed to be there- but the garden was killer. There wasn’t a blade of grass on their property; every square inch was organized in gorgeous food production. I wish I could have taken some pictures.
And the clothes lines… those are mine. Yesterday was a perfect clothes drying day. Almost too perfect- both of my retractable lines pulled the anchors out of the brick wall they attach to because the wind was so strong. No matter, I can fix that first thing this morning. As much as I love Mom’s old clothes lines, I think I may have to replace with something else. This detachment is not the first and it’s getting old. Oh, well, on to a better mouse trap.