I warned our Light Sussex chicks that the first time they started scratching up my mulch, they were going to be grounded.  Too bad they don't speak English.  At nine weeks old, the birds finally got hefty enough that they were able to work their toes under my straw and confuse my sprouting garlic plants.  Time for the temporary fencing to go back up, this time splitting the forest garden and woods off from the more delicate garden areas.

Lucy was a bit confused to have her stomping grounds split in half, but I'm sure she'll figure it out.  Walking a quarter of a mile around the pastures and barn to sit in the sun doesn't sound too tough if you're a stout farm dog.

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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.



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