Suburban Homesteading

 

By Judi Murphy

Carmel, N.Y.   

03-10-03

 

I have felt the yearning for animals and gardening all of my life…. always had cats, birds, dogs, etc. My kids also kept rabbits, rats, mice, hamsters… even lizards in our old fish tank. But I’ve come to the realization that I might never end up on  an honest=to=goodness farm  with 40 acres and real livestock.   

     At 51, I have decided to bloom where I am planted: on a 100’  by 100’  lot in the small town of

Carmel, N.Y.  I   live  with my husband, Brian, and still have two kids at home…Tom,16, and Judie,13.Why shouldn’t we be  able to try out and apply all the fascinating ideas and methods we’ve been reading about for years?

    Take composting. I always hated to waste scraps, eggshells, or fruit that lived to a too-ripe old age. Throwing them in the woods at the edge of our yard  attracted wandering dogs and a rat or two. So I recently broke down and ordered a deck or porch sized composter, which  is self contained (no bugs!) and can be easily turned . Even in the hot summer, no rotten smells emanating! Well, we’ll see … and hopefully the beautiful  “gold” it will produce for my garden will make it all 

worthwhile.

       Up on my back hill I have struggled to expand my gardening space…cutting down tons of wild rose bushes , elderberry vines, wild raspberry canes, and assorted  untamed greenlife! It had taken quite a few years of neglect before we moved in to get to that point, I’m sure. Shrews, mice and  some garden snakes as well as occasional possums and raccoons made their way  across the hill,

(which ran the width of our back yard)  with some regularity….some eliciting more screams from me than others!

  

Now, right here I want to say that I love wildlife… but most of it at a little distance, if you catch my drift. I thrill at the mama deer and its fawn crossing from patch of woods on my street to the next little safe haven at dusk or maybe 6 a.m. A large buck has more than once taken its time  during  the deer’s wooing season to cross our not so back roads- while I waited in fascination , before I could drive on. But I am no hard-core forest-women….the tell- tale “Pepe La Pew Perfume” emanating from the side yard near my bedroom window on a hot night( all windows open) .is telling me  that nature is a little bit too “ cheek to jowl” at that point!

     Next time: Taming of the jungle… but not the raccoon army!

 

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