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It's been about five months since the opening of the Lafayette Farmers and Artisans Market at the Horse Farm. While it's been an immense amount of work and planning, at this season of Thanksgiving, we are thankful for this dream come true! We are blessed with great volunteers who devote their time and energy to keep the market running and great local growers and producers who City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-17902413989498271802012-07-26T22:56:00.004-05:002013-05-28T00:39:41.197-05:00Growing the Old Fashioned Way
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City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-54525724639742527492011-10-10T22:09:00.000-05:002011-10-10T22:09:13.684-05:00
Little Green Promises
At our little farm, August started in July and ended in September. Our lovely spring and summer garden came to a grinding halt, much to our dismay. Since then, we’ve had too many false starts in our fall garden to count. Fragile fall seedlings of broccoli, lettuce, and carrots singed, even in the shade. For a while, only the weeds thrived around here.&City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-68689706208172367042011-07-13T12:01:00.000-05:002011-07-13T12:01:43.383-05:00Last weekend, at twilight, my son and I went out to cut some wild flowers that found our way into our landscape. He knows how much I love having fresh flowers in the house and he was happy to cut them with Papa's red pruners. As we busied ourselves, rushing to finish before nightfall, my daughter appeared, weighted down with a watermelon quite too big for her to handle. Somehow,City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-403424190750313352011-06-01T16:50:00.000-05:002011-06-01T16:50:15.935-05:00From January seedlings to May's still young plants, the day has finally come to pick our first beautiful Tomatoes. I give myself a pat on the back. They are strong, beautiful, and healthy. I spend one day away, ignoring them, while at my other full time job...landscaping. Upon my return the third day, I discover there are worms sinking their ugly bodies into City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-74555013965557649662011-04-05T11:30:00.000-05:002011-04-05T11:30:00.323-05:00The solitude and monotony of planting peppers leaves plenty of time for thinking. This evening was no exception. Though the mosquitoes were stinging my back, I fought the urge to call it a day and allowed my thoughts to play out... Some 15 years ago I attended the University of Louisiana's study abroad program in London and France. During the latter part of the trip, I City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-81048603879133148192011-03-29T18:38:00.000-05:002011-03-29T18:38:27.342-05:00
It has been a joyfully busy spring. While spring is always a busy time in the world of landscapers, adding an acre of organic vegetable production has brought on a healthy dose of fatherly guilt. When I found myself encouraging my 7-year old daughter to train our dog to play tag, I realized the tomatoes can wait for a little while. Childhood memories are forever, City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-41879283340840637662011-03-29T18:11:00.000-05:002011-03-29T18:19:31.251-05:00Welcome to the 1st season of our market garden adventure, introduced to our community this March as Mark and Mary's City Farm. After eight years, my wife and I are excited to officially offer CSA (Community Supported Agriculture) memberships. Nationwide, there are numerous versions of CSAs. City Farm will be a simple farm-to-family concept, with no sweat equity City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-71514829558734761772011-03-28T21:53:00.001-05:002011-03-29T18:19:01.363-05:00
By mid February, the hot house was loaded and I was forced to turn my attention to cultivation. In the early winter, we spread a large amount of uncomposted manure and rice hull mixture to act as a mulch over the lush stand of rye grass cover crop. It seems to have partially killed off the perennial weeds that pay us a visit each year. By March 1, the plot was turned andCity Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5201957463905480670.post-78375717059328086322011-03-28T21:45:00.001-05:002011-03-29T18:17:28.332-05:00My enthusiasm was lifted when our fist of 32 loads of horse manure was delivered in October. I was quite eager to start seeding trays and "Don't start too early" was a phrase I wanted to challenge. By January, our humble 20x50 hot house had new little seedlings poking through. If wisdom is gained through failures, then by February, I was a bit wiser. A large batch of City Farm Journalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04930148431470924246noreply@blogger.com0