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Life on the Live Edge

7/17/2018

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​​Today we begin with a poem:


    There once was a sawmill from the north,
    A tide of joyful lumber it brought forth,
    It sawed with a study blade,
    A feat of board feet it made,
    And now we sell lumber of course !

This concludes the poem.  Now we will move on to a hypothetical scenario.  Imagine you were a young farmer with stars in your eyes, a dream in your heart, and two mortgage payments.  What would you do?  That's right, you would watch the sun rise each morning, watch it set each evening, and try to monetize everything around you.

And so it was that we wondered if we could sell trees.  Building 4400 linear feet of perimeter fence and clearing two potential barn sites had left us with piles and piles of logs:
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A dog is a device for meeting infinite friends, and a sawmill is a device for turning tree trunks into dimensional lumber.  To lumberify all of those logs, what we needed was a sawmill.

BOTL Farm maintains a full time staff of professionals in a variety of occupations that provide services, consultation, and manual labor.  Usually we pay them in beer.  One member of our staff is a full-time wood worker who part time works with wood and occasionally does it for us.  His previous exploits include building 16 bee boxes and a farm sign/stand.  Once he also made a set of gears out of plywood.

If you've ever gotten bored with your reality, had a mid life crisis, and taken up wood working to try and fill that gaping void in your soul that your day job leaves, you might know how much hardwood costs at the homeless despot.  Then you might go to a farm and stare longingly at all the trees just sitting on the farm... growing.  Why not put them where they belong, on a table saw?

So it became that BOTL Farm's contract wood worker decided the farm needed a sawmill, and through sheer force of manifest destiny and the four basic forces of nature as identified by gravity, a sawmill was selected and ordered and came to be installed upon that which is the farm.
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Meet the Woodland Mills HM126.  A pinnacle of powder-coated box tubing and the infernal combustion engine.  Our lumber mill was ushered into existence and began with a steady input of logs, gasoline and human labor has begun to produce an infinite pile of sawdust, firewood, and sale-able lumber.

If you too are an aspiring wood worker, or somebody who watched one too many Youtube videos and now wants to build something with a live edge, stop by BOTL Farm today to purchase lumber for your next great project !
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Establish a Perimeter!

6/25/2018

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Greetings, fellow livestock enthusiast.  You may recall that just a few short months ago, our heroes of BOTL Farm ran a long and difficult campaign trail to seek election to the highest office in an 1820’s farmhouse.  The office is on the first floor.  However, one of the campaign promises made by our farmers-elect was to build a big, beautiful wall to keep all those unauthorized raccoons out and to prevent them from picking our fruit.  In the orchard.  Not only did they promise us a wall, they vowed that the state of Connecticut was going to pay for it.

Behold citizen, our farmers-in-chiefs have delivered upon all these campaign promises and more.  We’re not talking about a partial prototype in the southern California desert or multiple decades of eminent domain disputes with the owners of Cards Against Humanity [1].  No indeed fair reader, for what we have here is the Biggest, most Beautiful wall the world has ever seen:
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In our early days of herding meat rabbits on the shores of the Jersey coast, we learned what security researchers have long known: multiple concentric layers of defense are the foundation of any reliable system.  This became clear to us the day the rabbits dug a hole under the electric fence, and we ran all over town with a butterfly net trying to catch them.  This lesson was re-enforced the day we lost electricity and the rabbits got out, the day the rabbits found an old woodchuck tunnel system and got out, and all the other times we accidently altered the local rabbit gene pool.  A perimeter fence around animal paddocks is critical to the success of a livestock farm.  Fences are like onions.

Our goal was to fence off 19 of our 40 acres with an electrified perimeter fence, so that in the inevitable event animals escape their individual paddocks, they are contained within the 19 acres.  We budgeted $15,000 to build the perimeter fence and all animal paddocks.  We received quotes from several contractors, and after reviewing our original budget the phrase “hotdog down a hallway” came to mind.  The cheapest quote was $47,000 to build only the perimeter fence and did not include land clearing or electrification.  We began seeking alternative plans.  As we often say here on the farm, “you’ve gotta swing to miss!”

The revised plan was to do all the land clearing ourselves, do all the design work ourselves, do all the post and panel sourcing/distribution/installation ourselves, and do the electrification ourselves.  We believe that we’ve built ourselves a one-of-a-kind farm fence, and we’re writing a whole separate blog post to talk about all the parts that went into it.

Since we never back down on a campaign promise, we still vowed to get the citizens of Connecticut to pay for our big pig wall.  Now we understand this could be a controversial goal if, for example, you live in CT and pay taxes.  Don’t worry, you can tour the outside of the fence at any time.  Please don’t touch it, that hurts like really quite a lot.

We found the Farmer’s Land Grant Association of North Eastern CT and wrote up a proposal to the state on why they should help build our wall.  The proposal quoted the scholarly body of Subaru Outback bumper stickers including “no farms, no food” and “galvanized T-posts are expensive”.  After being compared to an uncountable number of other proposals, our proposal was selected!  Our fence was inspected, high fives were issued, a commemorative selfie was taken, and we look forward to receiving a $20,000 reimbursement for 50% of the fence cost installation any day now.  In fact, I should go check the mail box right now.

Good neighbors, help you make your fences good.  Shout-out to all of our neighbors.  Sorry about those post pounder noises, we should be mostly done with those now.  Cheers everyone!

[1] https://cardsagainsthumanitystopsthewall.com/
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Baby it's cold outside...

2/20/2018

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​Greetings my fellow classic Christmas song enthusiasts!  Today we’re going to explore another oft-overlooked aspect of farming – winter living in an 1820’s farmhouse.  We’ll also touch on the roles of feminism in firewood splitting, technology to prevent pipes from freezing, the infrared light spectrum, shivery puppies, and providing farm animals with water when the pasture looks like Antarctica. Right then, off we go.
 
I must speculate, a farmer from 200 years ago was cut from a tough cloth.  Consider a house with no insulation, no modern HVAC system, Thomas Edison hasn’t fought Nikola Tesla yet to invent electric blankets, and you’re basically relying on a few fireplaces throughout the house and whatever wood you split from the back 40 to survive the winter.
 
During a recent New Year’s Eve celebration at BOTL Farm, our resident hydrologist brought some of her fancy electronics to do thermal spectrum imaging.  We pointed them at the house to see if we could find any insulation.  We didn’t find any insulation, but we did find some amazing numbers.  Here’s a picture from January 1st 2018 of the backdoor into the farmhouse:
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​You might notice two things astute reader.  The first is the wheeled firewood cart that we use to bring in fuel for the woodstove. The second is the temperature scale on the right.  We can see the boiler driven hot water heater chooching out an impressive 103 degrees.  We can also see the baseboards around the door are sitting comfortably at 1 deg Fahrenheit.  Please note that this picture is INSIDE the house.
 
Let’s have a look at one more picture:
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​This is the kitchen counter in the farmhouse.  You can see a cellphone cranking out yub dub, a toaster oven, and our set of measuring spoons.  You can also see the electrical outlet in the center of the picture is 33 degrees F (no insulation in the wall), and that the highest temperature visible in the kitchen is the toaster oven and an actively charging cellphone at about 64 deg F.
 
The heating system in the farm house is a fuel-oil driven hot water boiler, that circulates water through three different baseboard loops.  During our first winter in the farm house, we discovered it costs a lot in fuel oil to keep the farm house at 54 deg F.  This temperature was selected because it is the lowest temperature we can go to keep the plumbing in the walls and basement from freezing.  Most of the time.  The plumbing has frozen at least 4 times.
 
For this the second winter, we saved by switching to a woodstove.  This was a considerable investment, because a chimney liner was needed to use the 200-year-old chimney in our living room with a modern woodstove.  This does seem to have reduced our fuel oil costs though, and we’re using mostly wood split from the back yard.
 
Splitting wood with hand tools is a vigorous physical activity, but fortunately our farmers come from a long family line of wood stove users and wood splitting enthusiasts.  There is a certain zen about standing in a 10 deg backyard, swinging a chunk of cold metal, hitting a frozen log, and trying to split it gracefully without inducing personal injury.  The exertion makes one feel at peace with the world, and we might venture it brings more satisfaction than giving the thermostat a turn and watching it slowly light your bank account on fire.
 
So we continue on, combining as much modern technology as we can to try and keep the farm house affordably thawed through this unseasonably cold CT winter, and trying to keep the chickens and rabbits thawed until that time where we see fit to intentionally place them in the chest freezers.  Everybody stay warm, spring comes soon!
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Sign Building

1/26/2018

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Greetings fellow small farm enthusiast.  Bootstrapping a small rural farm presents many challenges, such as building a sign and a farm stand.  We can learn from the authors of the Unix grep command that the fastest way to do work is to eliminate the work that needs to be done.  Therefore we combined the farm sign and farm stand into a single glorious entity.

Our initial goal was to build a farm sign that could be seen be from space but our local municipality has more specific ideas on allowable square footage and foot print.  After considering our logo, branding, marketing, three tab shingles, the golden ratio, and the sizes of standard construction lumber, we submitted a design that was unanimously approved by the town.

Construction began in earnest.  The initial step was to set posts 4 feet into the ground.  Attempts with post hold diggers and shovels were met with large rocks, and the farmers resorted to tractor-based excavation.  Complications involving a PTO driven auger arose, persisted, and were overcome.  40 bags of cement were poured.  Finally the two vertical support posts for the sign were in place.

The wood working for the sign was commissioned to the lowest bidder/sucker that was found just two states away.  An aspiring, upcoming, novice woodworker who's strong suit was underestimating agreed to build the whole sign in 3 months, and in that time he delivered on more than half of the work.  The wood worker reports that he learned a lot about how to cut out letters using a bandsaw blade, how to change a broken bandsaw blade, how to use a jig saw in place of a bandsaw, what the minimum length of roofing nail is, and how to sort shingles by color.

One particularly challenging aspect of sign construction was how to mount a series of sign boards that indicate the products the farm currently has for sale such as eggs, honey, rabbit, and poison ivy.  A series of mounting solutions were explored, approximately 247 solutions in total including eye screws, vertical cables, clamp systems, tiny carabiners, turnbuckles, and a pneumatic stapler.  After the hired wood worker had carefully considered each solution for many hours and built multiple failed prototypes, he invited his only friend over, who studied the situation for 60 seconds and then arrived upon the correct solution.  So it was that the signs were mounted with a horizontal cable system using a remarkably simple tensioning system and some incredibly forgiving hooks and eye screws.
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And so it was, the sign parts that were built 2 states away, shipped in a Honda fit, and left in a snow bank for a few days, came together to represent the farm for many years hence:
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Top 10 things about eggs that your farmer doesn't want you to know.

1/2/2018

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​1) No lemurs were used in the production of your eggs.  It is commonly known, that lemurs are excellent wood workers, but they don't lay eggs. It is important to recognize what each of your employees excels at, and set them up for success.

2) Most chicken feed has corn and soy.  Any rich hipster, introspective foodie, or individual who periodically mitigates personal concern for global food supply degradation by getting up early enough on Saturday to visit a farmers market -- knows that the federal government heavily subsidizes corn stalks and soy plants.  Chicken feed is no exception.  We believe chickens prefer to eat really, ridiculously expensive feed.  We buy it by the pallet.

3) Chickens don't like being in cages.  A minimum thickness of impermeable and ideally electrified steel is necessary to keep chickens from being converted to fox treats, but chickens like to stretch their legs and wings in wide open fields.  We believe that keeping our chickens in a protected but open and rotating pasture field, combined with superior quality feed will produce the Highest Quality Eggs that northeastern Connecticut has seen recently.

4) The cost of chicken eggs is a function of feed quality, available pasture, and supply chain overhead.  Since we're maximizing the first two to bring you The Best Tasting Eggs Ever, we will try to minimize supply chain overhead by building the shortest supply chain possible.  This means selling eggs in our front yard.

5) Your farmer wants to sell you eggs in their front yard.  Look at their front yard. Then look at our front yard.  Then at theirs.  Now back to ours.  What do you see?  You see eggs with a cost representative of the quality of the chicken feed and pasture that we employ to provide The Best Tasting Eggs ever.
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This brings us back to lemurs.  If you ever need wood working such as a farm sign, a farm stand, custom bandsaw work, or amateur roofing, we recommend hiring a lemur.  Introducing BOTL Farm's combination farm sign and farm stand:

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Meet Puppee, one of BOTL Farm's latest animal additions!

8/15/2017

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We played a rousing game of "name that dog" when our pup arrived.  With her dark fur we strongly considered a name like "Midnight" or "Hello-Darkness-My-Old-Friend".  With her lab heritage, we considered a standard name like "Lady" or maybe "Fluffy".  After consulting the magic eight ball and extended horoscopes, we thought briefly that we should call her "Lucky" or "Kerfluffles".  Throughout this whole process we casually referred to her as "The Puppy" and called her "Pup" for short, and that was when we realized that her name had already been decided.  So mustering all the creativity of an un-seasoned kindergartner, we christened our first farm dog..... "Pup".  Her full name is "Puppee" and many of our friends call her "The Pupperchino" but strictly speaking she just responds to Pup.

Pup is on a raw food diet.  Most modern kibble mixes are soy and corn based, and after trying to feed Pup a steady diet of edemame and cobs, we determined this is not her preferred cuisine.  Being a reformed vegan, Pup strongly prefers her carnivorous streak.  We've been feeding her a mix of raw chicken, grocery store eggs, and.... rabbit parts.  Pup also enjoys eating raw hide bits and playing a game called "shred the rope."  She loves shredding that rope.

We're training her to clean up the kitchen floor when we spill during cooking, not to beg while we eat after cooking, and that it's ok to eat the rabbit parts we give her but not the rabbit parts that are running around out in the pasture.  Life is often confusing when you're a pup.

Stop by and say hello to Pup next time you visit BOTL Farm!

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The rise of the machines

7/22/2017

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​Good day, faithful followers of the bountiful BOTL.  It has been 6 months since we last spoke, and for this we offer our deepest apologies.  The past 6 months have not been lacking in development, so today let's focus our discussion on a specific topic.  Let's talk about the fields, the harvest, but most importantly... diesel powered heavy machinery.  Meet BOTL Farm's latest staff member:
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The Kubota L-48.  There's something to be said for working with hand tools. The feel of the maker connected with their work piece.  The satisfaction of molding raw stock into finished product.  We can see this whether we are hand planning boards, digging thirty six holes for orchard trees with a shovel, or kneading bread dough with only the power of our forearms.  We understand the value that only manual labor can bring.  We also think power tools are amazing inventions, and we have a whole lot of stuff to move around on our land.  Mostly the land itself.
If you're anything like us, you may have a rudimentary knowledge of the internal combustion engine, especially as it is used in automotive applications, but looking at diesel powered hydraulic farm machinery is a new experience for you.  We started by watching YouTube videos, making ridiculous Google searches like "what tractor will run forever", and reading about how to quickly diagnose the health of a continuously variable transmission while doing a test drive.
Craigslist is powerful magic, and it was there that we happened upon our tractor.  It was under the care of a fairly well to-do individual to help with their yard work.  We paid three times as much for our tractor as we did for our last car, but with diligent care we hope it will last us for many solar eclipses yet to come.  The tractor came with front forks, a front bucket, a rear mower deck, and a back hoe.
Job number one for the tractor was brush clearing.  A person staring at an endless field of poison ivy feels a sense of calm and control when sitting in a cracked leather seat, riding high above the flowing urushiol oil, and unleashing the fury of liquid dinosaurs to blaze a path down to bare soil.  Job number two was using the mower deck to cut a parking lot in the pasture for our annual pig roast.  The mower deck was renamed "the rock finder" for its ability to smoothly cut tall grass until that fateful moment when a boulder is hiding underneath that grass, at which point a resounding "KAPOW" rings through the fields, and we are truly glad that hydraulic driven mower decks don't have many moving parts to shear off.
The tractor was also employed by our resident hydrologist to trace a state drainage pipe from the road towards our river, which was piled under years of sediment layers [editor comment: sediment is dirt, sand, rocks, and organic matter ... the culvert filled with all of these things].  After using the tractor's backhoe and exploring the layers all the way back to the jurassic era of 1987, we were able to free the end of the drainage pipe, only to find the pipe appears to be itself filled with dirt [editor's note: this is scientifically known as "soil"].  So that complicates things.
We've completed initial maintenance, had several hours of test sessions with all the attachments, and we're looking forward to serving you delicious animals in the future with the help of our new Kubota L-48!
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Big Changes, Big Brown, and Big Dreams

1/21/2017

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Welcome dear reader, for another adventure in BOTL Farming.  Let's jump quickly into today's agenda:

   1) Contractors
   2) Jobs
   3) Why we are still buying pork but not selling it yet

Before we get to that agenda, let's begin with an agenda.  Today is January, the day after inauguration.  Let us not take a political stance, and instead let us seek that energy which binds all of us together, makes us successful, and breeds strength and positive energy regardless of whether we view ourselves through the lens of nationalism or globalism.  That's right.  Let's sell rabbits together.

We begin with contractors, but before that, let's talk about rabbits.  BOTL Farm, at it's core, is about farming, and farming, at it's core, is about raising organisms, which are either plant or animal and less often fungus.  Since we don't sell mushrooms in any significant volume, let's focus on rabbits.  Traditional rabbit dogma says that rabbits should be confined to cages, however we here at BOTL Farm think this is inconsiderate to rabbits.  Have you ever tried to imagine you were a rabbit?  Have you ever spent hours and hours sitting next to rabbits, watching the way they hop, the way they choose which strand of grass to eat next, which squirrel to fight next, and how to negotiate the world?  If you have, you would find that putting rabbits in cages is impolite.  The rabbits want to be free.  They want to eat greenery, they want to eat peas, and they want to stare at the other gender which has been almost entirely separated from them by a high voltage electric fence.  Rabbits are sold by the pound, and therefore an enterprising farmer would strive to raise the largest rabbit possible.  Imagine a rabbit the size of a kangaroo.  This is an ideal rabbit for a farmer.  As farmers, we are however limited to the rabbits our breeders will produce for us.  Breeders are not like a designer rabbit catalog, they do not accept orders, they do not commit to delivery dates, they will not allow customization, and in fact sometimes they won't even use the breeder boxes we provide for them.  Sometimes they dig holes we didn't want them to dig.

This brings us to a special rabbit we call "Big Brown."  We call her that because she is by far, the biggest rabbit we have yet created.  She's also brown. Since rabbits are sold by the pound, as farmers we saw the promise, the intellect, and the sheer gravity that Big Brown could yield.  By stroke of luck, big brown was a female, so she was added to the list of breeders.  Ancient humans civilizations have attempted to produce superior sized soldiers by selecting the largest male and female soldiers they could find and forcing them to interbreed.  These attempts were repeatedly met with failure, because human height is dependent upon multiple aleels, the interactions of which are poorly understood in modern day and were not understood at all in ancient times.  Queens and kings punished their subordinates, and the resulting offspring were undesirable, however the attempts tallied forth in spite.  Here at BOTL Farm, we like to think that we're smarter than the ancient Romans, but honestly we're been trying really hard to breed Big Brown.  After 3 tries of breeding, we were pretty sure she was not fertile.  Because honestly, rabbits breed like... well... rabbits.  If you hook up rabbits, you've got basically a 100% chance that they will produce offspring rabbits.  So after 3 breeding sessions with big brown that did not yield rabbits, we were thinking of cutting our losses and selling the Biggest Rabbit Ever.  But then, we decided to give her one more chance.  And lo and behold, Big Brown began to dig the Biggest, Brownest Hole we've ever seen.  She lined it with metric yards of her fur, and produced six of the biggest, largest, most sizable rabbit babies that BOTL Farm has ever seen.  Stay tuned my friends.  Kangaroo-sized rabbits may yet be within our grasp.

Returning to the agenda, let's begin with contractors.  Home-owners will understand the importance and the dichotomy that contractors provide.  They are important, because who has any idea how to fix their own septic tank, but they are a dichotomy, because who feels like they should pay $248 to fix the upstairs shower drain leaking onto the downstairs couch?  At the end of the day, we're going to pay whatever those contractors demand because we just don't have any other option.  BOTL Farm is much like any other house in this regard, except we have lots of square footage of house, and a whole lot of acreage of not-house.  BOTL Farm has employed a series of contractors recently.  First there were the contractors dealing with stone.  They had the unexpected but highly desirable side-effect of tamping down enough of the brambles and poison ivy to allow us to walk nearly a third of our property.  Second there were the chimney liner contractors.  They introduced us to the phrase "exploratory demolition" and they held steadfast to their goal to protect us from carbon monoxide and to properly route our combustion gases far above the roof line.  We liked them a lot, so much that we bought them Italian cuisine (pizza).  Third came the tree cutters.  The previous curators of BOTL Farm had lacked extreme diligence in monitoring the proximity of trees to our farm house roof, to such a degree that we had very large trees shading the roof in a way that scares us during high winds.  To such an extent that even though we owned the finest chainsaws and had even purchased chainsaw chaps, we decided it wasn't safe to tackle this arborist imponderable upon ourselves.  Fortunately our third contractor was up to the task, to such a degree that they even replaced the window they drove their bucket truck through.  And so it was, that BOTL Farm's capital value was improved, with the help of some of the nicest contractors that northeastern CT has to offer.

Can you believe it's only the second blog topic for today?  Jobs.  Farming full time requires... farmers.  A farmer guides the sheep in the way that a shepherd guides the sheep.  Without a farmer, a farm is just a field of plants.  Or a field of animals.  We've done the math though, a field of animals should be way more profitable.  In either case, a farm purchase is a mortgage, those are expensive, and quitting your job is like .. super scary.  Since neither of us have been fired yet, we've continued working our jobs and using our job money to pay the farm mortgage.  It is difficult to predict how far into the future this will persist becuase our crystal ball is not nearly as reliable as our band-saw's aftermarket adjustable aluminum fence, but it looks reasonably likely that the husband member of our farming team could potentially be approaching the end of his career within a month or so [editor's note: this is not confirmed and highly uncertain].  Of course nothing is for sure, but one thing is for sure.  We won't buy a dog until we both live together, and we both really want a dog.  Fate can only keep us from our dog and thus in our day jobs for so long.  Sooner or later, the farm must be free to farm and be great with Puppy [editor's note: this is the name of the future dog].  Speaking of which, what is your favorite type of dog?  Ours changes daily but is currently the blue-tick-red-labra-pit-doodle-hound.  [Editor's note: in the first reading of this blog post the blog writer nearly peed himself while re-reading this sentence.] What a classic.

Which brings us to the final issue of why BOTL Farm is still buying pork and not yet raising it.  As you can see, we don't have any animals, but we just bouught our first half cow from some delightful cow farmers down the road.  If you've never had happy cow, locally raised, hippy-dipppy, grass fed cow meat, we would super strongly recommend it.  Unless you're vegetarian, in which case you just need to realize that cows are just condensed vegetables (they eat grass).  Since we can't raise our own pigs, and we don't plan to raise cows, we just bought our first half cow today.  Delicious!  Buy local meat, support local farmers, use single stream recycling and credit unions, save the world.

For one final insight into daily life in BOTL Farm, let's review the word of our savior Russel Monroe [1].  This insight, which says we begin to speak the languages of our animals, proves truer than ever.  Rabbits don't have well developed vocal cords, but still have a rich language using their paws.  Dog owners may begin to communicate with each other using only the language of the dog.  Cat owners may begin to communicate with each other using only looks of disapproval and occasional bats of their paws, but rabbit owners begin to communicate with each other using only ear-grooming motions.  It begins with a dedicated swipe of both paws towards the base of the ear and extending firmly towards the end of the ear, with a defining flick of the wrists to rid the paws of collected debris.  It is with this language that we, as farmers, speak to each other in a way that words never could.  #RabbitStuff

Also two more hives [editor's note: we still maintain three live hives] died this winter.  Again.  Have you ever felt personally responsible for killing tens of thousands of innocent creatures that relied upon you for guidance?  We've done that like 4 times now.  Oops. [Editor's note: some members of BOTL farm would like to note responsibility as a separation between husband and wife, but team "Elk Whistle" [note: not a euphemism] asserts teams are teams, and we succeed and fail together.] In totally unrelated news, we might have more honey for sale soon, because it turns out the bees probably don't need it this winter anymore.  Oopsies.

Cheers, mates.  Keep strong, roll on, eat local, support farms, make bees and rabbits, and never lose hope.

[1] https://xkcd.com/1535/
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Blogtoberfest/New honey

10/16/2016

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Hello everyone who is a reader of this post that is written,

Today is the fest of October.  Aka Oktober.  Aka the Oktoberfest.  Many people are not aware that Oktoberfest is actually celebrated in a middle European country named Germany in September.  The name Oktoberfest is derived from the month after September, which is when the fest is a festival.  This is confusing for many people, but since I have been to Germany once I feel empowered to impart this knowledge upon you, thine dearest reader.  So it is said.

Let's review the agenda for today's post:
   -> An update on the progress of farming the BOTL Farm.
   -> A discussion of hydrology.
   -> Some thoughts about putting honey into bottles.

We shall now call this blog post to order, so that we may begin to proceed through the agenda.  Let us begin upon with the first item:

An update on the progress of BOTL farm

In the early 1900's, nearly every individual in the United States was a farmer.  Sustenance farming was a way of life.  As time marched on, farming became more centralized and large corporate farms took over.  This is because feeding a world with 7 billion people is difficult to do with hand tools, and therefore tractor firmware needs to be closed source.  Despite difficulties in maintaining modern tractors on small farms, we find that these large farms are the primary variety of farms that occupy the current US bread basket.  Here at BOTL Farm, we are idealists that still believe the world can change.  We believe that chest freezers don't have to be disposable, that wagons can be used to move heavy boxes, and that despite the Earth recently passing 400 ppm co2 atmosphere concentration, all hope is not yet lost.

All of that being said, we should clarify that paying off a mortgage is really hard.  Some recent studies we've conducted by doing google searches indicate that only about 32% of the United States has paid off their mortgage, and most of those individuals are over age 65.  In our age bracket, only about 11% of the population has paid off their mortgage.

A mortgage is no small commitment.  In fact, it's a fairly large commitment, usually being omnipresent during one's life.  When BOTL Farm bought the farm, we had intended that one member of our farming couple team would become a full time farmer and raise well loved pigs and bunnies, while the other would continue working a "normal" and "fruitful" job to pay the mortgate.  Honestly, we also were pretty sure one of us were going to get fired, since we're hippy farmers and we don't fit super well into normal jobs.  Shockingly, both of our employers have indicated an interest in keeping us on for several months, and since mortgages are big and scary, we have decided to delay the jump into full time farming and maintain our day jobs for a bit longer.

This is also convenient because our primary goal of becoming livestock farmers requires that we set up a lot of fencing to contain those animals, and trying to fence in 13 acres with a rabbit proof fence will yield some jaw dropping estimates from local fence installers here in CT.  So the good people here at BOTL Farm have decided to keep our day jobs for just a stich longer (probably a year or so) while we purchase heavy machinery that can drive fence posts through solid rock, and research how to contain rabbits who want nothing more than to escape from a place where they are protected from predators and fed infinite amounts of parsley stems.  Rabbits really like parsley stems.

A discussion of hydrology

Hydrology is the study of water, water modelling, water management, and the implications of hydrogen couples hooking up with oxy singles.  Hydrology is also important to farming, because livestock and their food require water, and often a lot of it.  To this end, BOTL Farm recently recruited a professional hydrologist to visit the farm, walk the land, and provide insight on the water movement and usage for the farm.

The results are astounding.  Have you ever thought about water?  I mean really thought about water?  What is it you find most interesting about water?  Personally, I find the water's transformation into beer to be fascinating, but I'm also interested in how to give a pig enough water to produce bacon, and how to feed a chicken water in the middle of winter with a system that won't freeze while I travel across state lines for Christmas.

BOTL Farm's new land has a stream that runs approximately through the middle of the property.  The stream is about 10 - 20 feet across, and is generally about 1-2 feet deep.  Our hydrologist consultant informs us that streams are organized into "tiers" based on size and water flow, and that the smallest streams in the country are called "Headwater" streams.  Sometimes these are also called ditches. [Hydrologist/editor notes: this is not true].  Our stream is a little bit bigger than a ditch, but since it has no direct tributaries it is still considered a 'headwater'.  This category of streams makes up the majority of streams in the world, about 60% in fact, but they are also the least studied type of streams.  If you write a government grant to study the Mississippi River, you will get showered with money and high fives, but if you try to instrument a ditch with thermometers, you will get thrown from your tenure review faster than you can say "madden julian oscillation".  However, as science becomes more enlightened, funding entities are realizing the importance of these smaller streams, and funding is becoming available to study them.

Therefore BOTL Farm is hoping for a collaborative effort between hydrologic modelling, farming, and sticking thermometers in our dirt [Hydrologist/editor notes it is called soil].  Collecting data on stream temperatures allows us to determine many interesting things about nutrient transport, biomass preservation, the water cycle, and the punnett square.  We don't actually know what most of those things mean, but they're words we heard the hydrologist use. Stay tuned for BOTL Farm coming to a hydrologic journal near you.  Also, did you know pigs can swim?

Some thoughts about putting honey into bottles:

The 2016 honey harvest is here!  We would like to thank our bees for all of their hard work this year, all of their wing flapping, and their ability to carefully curate their honey to 17% water content before we steal it from them to sell to you.  Contact us via the contact page, cell phone, txt message, email, the website contact form, carrier pigeon, or the bat signal if you'd like to purchase some locally farmed honey!

Conclusions

BOTL Farm is settling into our farm house built brand new for us in 1820, and we look forward to providing your sustainable farming needs for years to come, just as soon as we get fired from our day jobs and receive grant money to fly a drone over our stream.

Thanks for reading !
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BOTL Farm Moves In To the Farm

9/5/2016

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Greetings dear reader, from sunny Connecticut. Today is September, which marks nearly the end of summer. That reminds me, I should buy a snow shovel. In our last edition of the BOTL Farm blog periodical, we mentioned that BOTL Farm had purchased a farm. This was not entirely super accurate, as we were actually deeply in the process of purchasing the farm. Inspectors, negotiations, loan officers, and box packing ensued. Some of us couldn’t imagine the deal ever actually going through, but in spite all odds, the 40 acre plot of poison ivy was legally transferred to us.

Completion of house closing meant it was time to move in. For those who weren’t aware, as the husband and wife team of BOTL Farm, we have been living separated. Not because we’re not getting along, but because we’ve just never gotten around to moving in together. Also because having time apart keeps the peace. If you don’t believe that, just think about how relaxed you were the last time your spouse left town for a week. Remember that bender of The Walking Dead and Doritios? Where you had a competition with your cat to see who could sleep more? That’s right, imagine that every third week. Anyway, we decided that had to come together to pool our resources, combine our bank accounts, and bring pasture raised rabbits to the masses.

The house is a tasteful size by modern American standards. At merely 3,500 square feet plus a basement, an out building, and a two car garage, the farmers are able to play baseball during a game of hide-and-go-seek without ever being on the same floor as each other. The house was originally built around 1820, with a significant expansion added around 1860. The kitchen is held up by a carefully stacked pile of rocks, the floors are all correctly sloped in a way that makes office chairs drift pleasantly towards the nearest exterior wall, and the house has between two and eight bedrooms depending on your legal definition of the word “closet.”

The Dear Wife (DW) moved in first, since she had the most flexible living situation. She had been living with thirteen hippies in a commune in downtown New Haven. Upon leaving the commune, she was shocked to find houses that didn’t have bars on the windows, and towns that didn’t have bars on each corner. She was able to move all of her possessions using just a backpack, a bicycle, and an SUV. The SUV was borrowed.

The Dear Husband (DH) moved in second, since he owned more possessions than the wife’s entire commune combined. While planning his move, DH was shocked to find that the largest U-Haul truck available was 26 feet in length. He briefly contemplated purchasing an 18 wheeler and getting a CDL, but decided to just have a go with that dinky U-Haul and a caravan of as many cars as he could lure in with kegs and pork. This move was significantly more involved. By the end of the packing day, the U-Haul contained 3 coffee tables, an oxyacetylene welding cart, 62 folding chairs, and a light weight climbing wall.

Through the grace and luck of family, strong backs, and consistent leg day observance, the U-Haul and backpack were both successfully unloaded, and the farm house has become a home. The decorative steer horns are hung over one of the eight fire places, and the kegerator is plugged in and running at a balmy 63 degrees F. The first pizzas have been served atop the stainless steel kitchen island, several of the plumbing traps have been updated to modern code, and the wall hangings are being rapidly assigned to walls throughout the house.

So begins BOTL Farms next adventure. As we seek fence quotes a few orders of magnitude less than the market provides, and prepare for our first arrival of piglets, we look forward to this opportunity of sustainable farming and making the Earth a better place.
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