I have stayed away from this community and with reason, I haven't been going to my farm as I am relying on fuel to grow food and prices haven't been that kind. The passion is there but farming has become an extreme sport in this part of the world.
Yet...
Sowing the seeds...
For two days, we braved the insane sun and made sure this 90 by 30 feet patch was ready for direct sowing of our zucchini seeds.
Armed with four sacks of manure, three litres of petrol and tools of the trade, we sang to action. The fuel was already in the pump here.
He put the manure while I followed him with the pipe...
And I couldn't help but realize that I need another water reserve and I have just the spot... The mulch is for my arrowroots and zucchini of course.
It hasn't rained properly the entire year and we are not sure when it will... Considering what I am planning to plant, another reserve might not be a bad idea.
This was the last thing I did before leaving almost two months ago. It was a small spring and it sits on the driest edge of my land now.
And so came the actual sowing of the seed... These cost twenty USD packed in this 50gm can and that only got me halfway so Monday is asking me to have the same amount if I am to fill my patch.
Ain't they beautiful?
The joy of having been there or being able to even go there for a few days has been as healing as reading a few pages of an intriguing book. It has made me lose to be able to continue regardless.
Don't you love it when sunsets find you nurturing the earth?... A closer shot of the cabbages.
Will be posting weekly progress of the zucchini as I rant about the costs until the first harvest. Fertilizers are insanely expensive currently and I don't trust the one on subsidy making rounds in the market.
The recent mention of GMOs as an option to terminate the recurring famine dragged my organic preference back to my farm. It is going to cost me a bit before I can balance the expenses but I best make a routine out of it.
The earlier, the better. Wish me luck :)
wambuku w.