Today, urban farming revealed its quirks.
Kelly has a friend in Benson who has an art studio, and posted on Facebook that she had hay bales to give away. After I got home from my office, I hitched up the trailer – the back half of a 1960 International pickup – and headed over there.
As I pulled up, I saw a gaggle of artists and hangers-on going in and out of the roll-up door behind the studio. Cowboy boots are now the footwear of choice, apparently, which struck me as ironic since I was wearing a pair, too.
They gave me some help loading the 12 bales, and I was on my way back to our developing .17 acre urban farm… with hay from an art project. These will provide bedding for the chickens and line the raised beds we construct in the spring. Life is connected in many ways.