Saturday, May 16, 2009

New Life On The Farm

Our oldest doe, Falsie, kidded twin girls this past Thursday. This is a video of her second girl, Ann, being born. Ann presented as a breech birth (back legs first), but Falsie did a great job and I only had to help at the last minute to pull Ann's head out (I had to turn the camera off for that part). Ann and Arbor, named by our super-cool volunteer group from the University of Michigan, bring our total number of kids to 22 so far this season -10 boys and 12 girls! The chicken in this video is our resident dairy hen, Martha.




In this video I am talking to Christian, another awesome volunteer, about our goat breeding experiment this year. We bred all of our goats at the same time and took a 5 week break from selling milk so the goats could have their babies. As of this week the farm has begun selling our raw goat milk once again!

Welcome to the world, Ann!


More baby goats are soon to come! Give us a call and stop on by to visit the new goat kids!

-Jess

Saturday, May 9, 2009

self-reliant and shovel-ready.


A Good Food Manifesto for America
By Will Allen
Founder and Chief Executive Officer, Growing Power


I am a farmer. While I find that this has come to mean many other things to other people – that I have become also a trainer and teacher, and to some a sort of food philosopher – I do like nothing better than to get my hands into good rich soil and sow the seeds of hope.

So, spring always enlivens me and gives me the energy to make haste, to feel confidence, to take full advantage of another all-too-short Wisconsin summer.

This spring, however, much more so than in past springs, I feel my hope and confidence mixed with a sense of greater urgency. This spring, I know that my work will be all the more important, for the simple but profound reason that more people are hungry.

For years I have argued that our food system is broken, and I have tried to teach what I believe must be done to fix it. This year, and last, we have begun seeing the unfortunate results of systemic breakdown. We have seen it in higher prices for those who can less afford to pay, in lines at local food pantries, churches and missions, and in the anxious eyes of people who have suddenly become unemployed. We have seen it, too, in nationwide outbreaks of food-borne illness in products as unlikely as spinach and peanuts.

Severe economic recession certainly has not helped matters, but the current economy is not alone to blame. This situation has been spinning toward this day for decades. And while many of my acquaintances tend to point the finger at the big agro-chemical conglomerates as villains, the fault really is with all of us who casually, willingly, even happily surrendered our rights to safe, wholesome, affordable and plentiful food in exchange for over-processed and pre-packaged convenience.

Over the past century, we allowed our agriculture to become more and more industrialized, more and more reliant on unsustainable practices, and much more distant from the source to the consumer. We have allowed corn and soybeans, grown on the finest farmland in the world, to become industrial commodities rather than foodstuffs. We have encouraged a system by which most of the green vegetables we eat come from a few hundred square miles of irrigated semi-desert in California.

When fuel prices skyrocket, as they did last year, things go awry. When a bubble like ethanol builds and then bursts, things go haywire. When drought strikes that valley in California, as is happening right now, things start to topple. And when the whole economy shatters, the security of a nation’s food supply teeters on the brink of failure.

To many people, this might sound a bit hysterical. There is still food in the suburban supermarket aisles, yes. The shelves are not empty; there are no bread lines. We haven’t read of any number of Americans actually starving to death.

No, and were any of those things to happen, you can rest assured that there would be swift and vigorous action. What is happening is that many vulnerable people, especially in the large cities where most of us live, in vast urban tracts where there are in fact no supermarkets, are being forced to buy cheaper and lower-quality foods, to forgo fresh fruits and vegetables, or are relying on food programs – including our children’s school food programs – that by necessity are obliged to distribute any kind of food they can afford, good for you or not. And this is coming to haunt us in health care and social costs. No, we are not suddenly starving to death; we are slowly but surely malnourishing ourselves to death. And this fate is falling ever more heavily on those who were already stressed: the poor. Yet there is little action.

Many astute and well-informed people beside myself, most notably Michael Pollan, in a highly persuasive treatise last fall in the New York Times, have issued these same warnings and laid out the case for reform of our national food policy. I need not go on repeating what Pollan and others have already said so well, and I do not wish merely to add my voice to a chorus.

I am writing to demand action.

It is time and past time for this nation, this government, to react to the dangers inherent in its flawed farm and food policies and to reverse course from subsidizing wealth to subsidizing health.

We have to stop paying the largest farm subsidies to large growers of unsustainable and inedible crops like cotton. We have to stop paying huge subsidies to Big Corn, Big Soy and Big Chem to use prime farmland to grow fuel, plastics and fructose. We have to stop using federal and state agencies and institutions as taxpayer-funded research arms for the very practices that got us into this mess.

We have to start subsidizing health and well-being by rewarding sustainable practices in agriculture and assuring a safe, adequate and wholesome food supply to all our citizens. And we need to start this reform process now, as part of the national stimulus toward economic recovery.

In my organization, Growing Power Inc. of Milwaukee, we have always before tried to be as self-sustaining as possible and to rely on the market for our success. Typically, I would not want to lean on government support, because part of the lesson we teach is to be self-reliant.

But these are not typical times, as we are now all too well aware.

As soon as it became clear that Congress would pass the National Recovery Act, I and members of my staff brainstormed ideas for a meaningful stimulus package aimed at creating green jobs, shoring up the security of our urban food systems, and promoting sound food policies of national scope. The outcome needed to be both “shovel-ready” for immediate impact and sustainable for future growth.

We produced a proposal for the creation of a public-private enabling institution called the Centers for Urban Agriculture. It would incorporate a national training and outreach center, a large working urban farmstead, a research and development center, a policy institute, and a state-of-the-future urban agriculture demonstration center into which all of these elements would be combined in a functioning community food system scaled to the needs of a large city.

We proposed that this working institution – not a “think tank” but a “do tank” – be based in Milwaukee, where Growing Power has already created an operating model on just two acres. But ultimately, satellite centers would become established in urban areas across the nation. Each would be the hub of a local or regional farm-to-market community food system that would provide sustainable jobs, job training, food production and food distribution to those most in need of nutritional support and security.

This proposal was forwarded in February to our highest officials at the city, state and federal level, and it was greeted with considerable approval. Unfortunately, however, it soon became clear that the way Congress had structured the stimulus package, with funds earmarked for only particular sectors of the economy, chiefly infrastructure, afforded neither our Congressional representatives nor our local leaders with the discretion to direct any significant funds to this innovative plan. It simply had not occurred to anyone that immediate and lasting job creation was plausible in a field such as community-based agriculture.

I am asking Congress today to rectify that oversight, whether by modifying the current guidelines of the Recovery Act or by designating new and dedicated funds to the development of community food systems through the creation of this national Centers for Urban Agriculture.

Our proposal budgeted the initial creation of this CUA at a minimum of $63 million over two years – a droplet compared to the billions being invested in other programs both in the stimulus plan and from year-to-year in the federal budget.

Consider that the government will fund the Centers for Disease Control at about $8.8 billion this year, and that is above the hundreds of millions more in research grants to other bio-medical institutions, public and private. This is money well spent for important work to ensure Americans the best knowledge in protecting health by fighting disease; but surely by now we ought to recognize that the best offense against many diseases is the defense provided by a healthy and adequate diet. Yet barely a pittance of CDC money goes for any kind of preventive care research.

In 2008, the Department of Homeland Security approved spending $450 million for a new National Bio and Agro-Defense Facility at Kansas State University, in addition to the existing Biosecurity Research Institute already there. Again, money well spent to protect our food supply from the potential of a terrorist attack. But note that these hundreds of millions are being spent to protect us from a threat that may never materialize, while we seem to trivialize the very real and material threat that is upon us right now: the threat of malnourishment and undernourishment of very significant number of our citizens.

Government programs under the overwhelmed and overburdened departments of Agriculture and of Health and Human Services do their best to serve their many masters, but in the end, government farm and food policies are most often at odds between the needs of the young, the old, the sick and the poor versus the wants of the super-industry that agriculture has become.

By and large, the government’s funding of nutritional health comes down to spending millions on studies to tell us what we ought to eat without in any way guaranteeing that many people will be able to find or afford the foods they recommend. For instance, food stamps ensure only that poor people can buy food; they cannot ensure that, in the food deserts that America’s inner cities have become, there will be any good food to buy.

We need a national nutrition plan that is not just another entitlement, that is not a matter of shipping surplus calories to schools, senior centers, and veterans’ homes. We need a plan that encourages a return to the best practices of both farming and marketing, that rewards the grower who protects the environment and his customers by nourishing his soil with compost instead of chemicals and who ships his goods the shortest distance, not the longest.

If the main purpose of government is to provide for the common security of its citizens, surely ensuring the security of their food system must be among its paramount duties. And if among our rights are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, we are denied all those rights if our cities become prisons of poverty and malnutrition.

As an African-American farmer, I am calling on the first African-American president of the United States to lead us quickly away from this deepening crisis. Demand, President Obama, that Congress and your own Administration begin without delay the process of reforming our farm and food policies. Start now by correcting the omission in your economic stimulus and recovery act that prevented significant spending on creating new and sustainable jobs for the poor in our urban centers as well as rural farm communities.

It will be an irony, certainly, but a sweet one, if millions of African-Americans whose grandparents left the farms of the South for the factories of the North, only to see those factories close, should now find fulfillment in learning once again to live close to the soil and to the food it gives to all of us.

I would hope that we can move along a continuum to make sure that all of citizens have access to the same fresh, safe, affordable good food regardless of their cultural, social or economic situation.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

spring is Christ. try to be more like the ground.



"spring is Christ, raising martyred plants from their shrouds."

the farm in spring time. abounding with growth and beauty. all things green and lovely. we admire, sitting under the cottonwood. delicately perched upon our rickety wooden swing. or fixing broken bikes in the yard like we know what we are doing. waking early to brew coffee for fellow farm folks before tractorin' in some sorghum sudan for the goats.

we're far from perfect, in our abilities to raise these martyred plants from their shrouds. we struggle with inconvenient freezes that take the life of our tomatoes and cucumbers. with aphids and harlequin beetles that gnaw at our collards and purple cabbage. but we find joy in the struggle. of nursing small chicks back to health. of harvesting vegetables in the early morn hours bundled in layers of wool and long johns so folks across town can bring their children to collect eggs and bike from work for bok choi.



we find joy in the sharing of ourselves and this place. roadtrippin' to farms of newfound friends who grow sprouts. or gathering together at elm avenue on a friday afternoon to plant sunflowers or lend a helping hand to a friend tilling his bean patch. or open our doors to share songs and food and camels on farm day.


Farm Day, April 4th 2009 from Chris P. Jones on Vimeo.

the beauty of this place grows from folks gathered to it. arrayed in our plaid flannels, cardigans and carhartts, socks tucked into pants. swami swathi leading morning devotions on the work of the beehive collective as related to the crucifixion of Christ. the suspender-ed songster brother brownie boy. pillow-fight master wolverine. papa ghana and his parables. sister pigeon. the-girl-who-smells-like-goats. the urban madame. the southern belle. future neurosurgeon croo-ton. and scribbles and d.b. not to mention the myriad of folks who join in our daily group hugs, shared meals, and prayer offerings . . . spring is Christ.




"the ground's generosity takes in our compost and grows beauty. try to be more like the ground." ~rumi

Friday, February 27, 2009

yellow is the new green (and other things happening at the farm that should blow your mind).

1. anyone even remotely connected to the farm knows that we've recently converted to flush-free bliss. and the rest of the world is beginning to catch on . . . or at least mainstreamed liberal-biased propaganda called the new york times is picking up on such an under-utilized fertilizer resource: "yellow is the new green"


2. daily dallyings and dreamings into the realm of aquaculture - a passion shared by a lady overly consumed in the world of animals and another lady overly consumed in the world of vegetables.

3. growing mushrooms in coffee grounds. not on a stool.

4. finding inspiration from folks who live on a bus and do things like this:




5. accelerated on-farm usage of something that is not evangelized enough (to both women AND men) in this age of responsible environmental stewardship. viva la diva!

6. common meetings with men in straw hats, banjo/guitar/mandolin in hand ready to thumb a tune and sing a ditty in celebration of the day.

7. peak-knocking for waffles. and gluten-free blanchies for game night.

8. building community voluntarily at the end of a long day, a long week by sharing collard greens - or the ultimate farm blasphemy, a hot and ready - under the cottonwood in swing, on blanket - as the texas sun descends to tomorrow.

9. painting the dorm all seussical-musical-esque and having your mind literally blown every time you sit down and stare at the wall. literally. mind. blown. but hey, yellow is the new green.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Saying adieu...

It was Tuesday morning. We started the day off together. We ate together and we worshiped together. Then some of us left home. Those of us that went set out to explore great land beyond our small farm just north of Waco. Those that stayed behind valiantly continued with everyday tasks that farming entails.

Twelve of us made the trip down to the city of Austin for two days filled with farm tours and adventures. Tuesday was overcast and drizzly, but that did not dampen our spirits. We met the much needed rain with a smile as we met with a radical urban farmer intent on changing the ways of the world. Then we explored the wonders of Whole Foods and lost ourselves in a local book shop.

We spent the night at the house of a fellow farmer. Him and his three house mates, people whom we barely knew were more than willing to stretch out a hand in hospitality. A sure sign that the good in this world continues to out shine the bad.

On Wednesday we rose with the sun and started the day off with prayer. The sun had risen and with it came an unseasonable warm day. We visited another radical urban farmer whose enthusiasm and passion brought joy to our hearts. We then visited some more oases in the bustling city: community gardens.

It was time once again to share a meal together, so we took advantage of the sunshine with a picnic lunch in the park. After relaxing under the boughs of a large live oak eating a meal that had been lovingly prepared for the occasion, it was time to depart.


We set off to the airport to bid farewell to a sister, to a friend...

As I stood there watching my family, my friends, my community drive away, I was filled with sadness... Each one of them had become a part of me and yet their lives would go on without me. They would continue to work side-by-side, walk hand-in-hand, live day-by-day... I realize that our lives became intertwined for only a brief moment and that only by the grace of God will we all be together again...

And yet looking back, I have no regrets. The past twenty-one months of my life have been a blessing and an adventure: a blessing full of highs and lows and fasts and slows, an adventure that has taken me up and down and all around. I have learned more than I can even begin realize. I've learned about farming and living and loving and eating and breathing and praying and just being. My eyes have been opened and I have seen the glory of the Lord...

Each day I spent there was beautiful in and of itself. I have physically left that place, that place which I have come to call home, but I will ever be grateful for that time and that place and those people...AMEN!
interns in bamboo









Abe's Birthday Party 2008

Saturday, February 7, 2009

on fairytale feasts and freak farmers.

we celebrate our fellow farm friends with feasts of donald duck pate and cinderella-esqe pumpkin - dancing and dining in a fairytale world with popeye, peter pan, and neil rowe miller. singing joyful joyful this little light of mine.

we name our livestock with a nod towards prestigious literary references - (aldous) huxley hamilton and donnie (of the big lebowski).

we garden gangsta-style with kids in the community, careful to avoid dirtying their new nike airs, quick to embrace growing enthusiasm in salad consumption and pickle fermentation.

we spend our afternoons mainlining caffeine and consuming large farmer words like mycorrhizal and saprophytic as applicable to soil biology a la wisdom of d.cole.

we roadtrip to gatherings of christian-libertarian-environmental-capitalist-lunatic-types, dressed in crocs and cowboy boots, carhatts and cardigans.

we eat up the words of a man in the business of mob-stocking herbivorous solar conversion lignified carbon sequestration fertilization.



we are encouraged by long, late-night talks with folks from places not here living out the dreams in our heads like we didn't think possible. knowing full well God is behind these mysteriously magical meetings.

we celebrate our sabbaths under the old tree, perched upon defunct yard-swing reading rilke aloud, rolling in the grass, racing old bicycles up and down the old farm lane.

we like banjos and prefer our guns unloaded (except when the skunks come after our chickens), and our knives dull (except when harvesting salad greens). regardless of the former, we are blessed to read about all things ted, white, and nug every sunday morning over pancakes.

we are not the only ones. "we are the new blood in the old body." we are part-time poets, merry music-makers, sabbatically-estranged students, theorizing theologians. patched together, we are that crazy ragtag body of christ.

"By means of his one Spirit, we all said good-bye to our partial and piecemeal lives. We each used to independently call our own shots, but then we entered into a large and integrated life in which he has the final say in everything. Each of us is now a part of his resurrection body, refreshed and sustained at one fountain—his Spirit—where we all come to drink. The old labels we once used to identify ourselves—labels like Jew or Greek, slave or free—are no longer useful. We need something larger, more comprehensive." 1 Cor. 12:12-13

love, gretel (who, in her fairtytale mind, smells not of dirt but actinomycetes - with a hint of patchouli)

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Alumni Returns to Waco

Here is a post from the Baylor Website about a WHRI alum.


Jeremy Everett Named To Direct Texas Hunger Initiative At Baylor School Of Social Work
Feb. 4, 2009

Contact: Vicki Kabat, Baylor University School of Social Work, (254) 710-4417

Jeremy Everett will join Baylor University's Center for Family and Community Ministries (CFCM) in February to direct the Texas Hunger Initiative, a new project to alleviate hunger in the state that is being sponsored jointly by CFCM and the Christian Life Commission.

"With some organization and creativity, hunger in Texas can be alleviated, and I think we'll be well on our way to that within six years," said Everett, who earned his undergraduate degree in religion and history from Samford University and his master's of divinity degree in 2001 from Baylor's George W. Truett Theological Seminary.

The THI project comes alongside hunger ministries related to the Texas Baptist Offering for World Hunger through the Baptist General Convention of Texas, which currently provides $475,000 for 95 Texas hunger ministries. The initiative will build capacity of existing ministries that are addressing hunger in the state. Initially, the project will identify regional leaders in the state and create networks, meeting the different needs of each region.

"I appreciate that this project begins by assessing strengths, and then allows us to build upon those strengths with a model that incorporates cultural and environmental sensitivity," Everett said. "We already have a lot of great efforts to alleviate hunger in place."

Suzii Paynter, director of the BGCT's Christian Life Commission, is excited about partnering with the Baylor School of Social Work. "It's like a new harvest to have the Baylor School of Social Work as a partner to boost and nourish the network of Texas Hunger Offering ministries," Paynter said. "Great people are doing God's work caring for the 'least of these,' and this project will give them tools, support and blessing for ever greater things, especially as we focus on Texas HOPE 2010."

Everett has spent the past five years in San Antonio's West Side, a historically low-income area where he lived with his wife, Amy (MDiv/MSW, 2004) and their two children, Lucas, 4, and Sam, 2. Employed by Baptist Children and Family Services, Everett helped start Guadalupe Street Coffee, a café with computers, wireless Internet service, murals painted by local artists and meeting spaces. As a community developer in West Side, Everett worked to bring together members of the City Council, business owners, and students and administrators from the area's Sidney Lanier High School.

The coffeehouse employs an average of seven people and sponsors a variety of youth and community programs, including college assistance, art events and business development meetings. Now, $2 million in city and federal grants are slated to further economic development in and around the coffeehouse, according to an article by Abe Levy in the Jan. 24 San Antonio Express-News.

The Texas Hunger Initiative will give Everett opportunities to use his community development skills on a broader scale. Initially THI will focus on El Paso, the Valley, and Bexar and McLennan counties, seeking to develop and implement strategies to alleviate hunger through policy, education, community organizing and community development.

"We have chosen to focus on these areas first because there are existing programs and relationships," Everett said. "We can build upon the trust that is already there and grow successful partnerships."

Everett will spend the first months in his new role getting to know dedicated people who address the needs of the hungry every day and involving social work graduate students in the initiative.

"The process we'll put together for the hunger initiative is the same one I used in San Antonio, and both use social work principles," he said. "Students interested in community development and community organizing will graduate from the Baylor School of Social Work with direct practice experience gained through this initiative."

Baylor's School of Social Work began a concentration in community development this past year, and students already have been effective in a specific community building effort to alleviate hunger. The fall 2008 practice class researched, organized, chartered and began a Campus Kitchen, based on the national program in Washington, D.C. Now a part of Baylor's Student Life Division, the kitchen will retrieve unused, quality food from campus dining providers, local restaurants and grocery stores, and feed nonprofit groups and to local service agencies this spring.

In addition, the CFCM has researched and written original curriculum titled "Understanding Poverty," that now is being tested in congregations before final publication.

"We have found that churches are nearly begging for resources to help them address community needs," said Dr. Jon Singletary, CFCM and assistant professor at Baylor's School of Social Work. "We will continue to develop a curriculum on poverty to present to churches and civic groups as a way to introduce and prepare them to engage impoverished families in their communities."

The initial three-year funding of $100,000 annually for the THI will come from grants, gifts and BGCT sources. Everett will be located at the CFCM in Baylor's School of Social Work.

"Feeding hungry people and developing communities so that families can afford to feed themselves - that's what Jesus called us to do," said Dr. Diana Garland, dean of the Baylor School of Social Work. "I am thrilled we will be working with the Christian Life Commission of the BGCT to help congregations bring an end to hunger and the poverty that creates hunger in their communities."