I've recently been given the opportunity to use a swath of farmland on the outskirts of the city. I'm a city kid and have virtually no experience on a farm, except for two bad youth memories, including killer summer as a "farm hand" in southern Illinois. While the idea is certainly attractive to me especially the image in my head of American gentleman farmers or British landed gentry, decked out in Barbour, Wellies, Filson, etc, yeah its about the clothes more than anything, the reality is that I have no idea what I'm doing and its probably going to be disastrous, but I'll keep you, dear readers, informed of what's going on, as hilarity is sure to ensue.
If I'm going to do it, I'm going all out and plan on doing things organically, which will also help to solve my food problem. Am I getting in over my head? Any suggestions?
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Sounds like we need to trade places.
I grew up in rural China, planting and growing things. But now I am finishing my law degree in Dallas and I constantly wish for a piece of land to grow my vegetables.
You, on the other hand, grew up in a city, and now has a piece of land to farm but do not know how to.
Wanna trade?
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