I’m going to start this post with a preference and two statements. First, the preference:
I prefer raising or hunting critters to gardening or gathering plants.
That’s just my opinion. You can do your own thing. The world is full of awesome gardeners and I’m totally cool with that. I endeavor to make some or all of my household’s food but I generally limit myself to critter-centric approaches. Avid gardeners can probably beat me in a pounds produced per year comparison. More power to ‘em!
This year things got wonky and my critter based food production went to hell. Now I’m buying food from grocery stores. If they run out I’m as fucked as everyone else! (I’ve got a fully stocked pantry of course… I’m not an idiot!)
Ironically, grocery stores are how everyone everywhere lives all the time but I’m jittery about it. I find dependency on ANY supply chain weird and a little unnerving. I’m not saying it’s logical, I’m just saying how I am.
Given that nothing else is going on (homestead food wise) I might as well try unconventional things. The point is, I’m an ADAPTIVE Curmudgeon and to live up to that name I ought to be willing to try anything once. That’s how it came that I grew what I call “free range” corn. I’ll elaborate in a moment. Before that I need to add two statements:
It is easy to tell the difference between a good idea and a dumb one but it’s very hard to tell the difference between a novel or genius idea and a dumb one.
And.
If it works, it’s not dumb.
Stay tuned to see if I’m dumb or not.