What I Like Best About Home Farming

by Daisy

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First, let me say I’m always a little reluctant to use the term “home farming” when describing what I do, because I know what I do is negligible compared to what true farming is. Although I spend several hours a week in my garden and working on projects associated with growing things, I’m not out in the fields before dawn (unless I want to be), I don’t work at it all day (unless I want to), and my livelihood doesn’t depend on the success of my gardening efforts. It’s an avocation, not a vocation, and I could certainly be described as a dilettante in my “farming.”

Also, as we discussed in the intro to our book, what I do isn’t much different from what all but the most urban or nomadic of folks used to do as a matter of course: keep a few chickens, have a patch of garden out back, plant a few fruit trees and berry bushes. They didn’t consider themselves special at all.

Nor do I, and I wish I didn’t need a special term to designate what I do, but I guess “home farming” is as good a term as any. You could also call it suburban or urban farming, sustainability, or homesteading, but I fall short of embodying those terms as well.

Whatever it should be called, here are a few of my favorite things about it:


Having the ingredients for the most “exotic” recipes. I can make an organic French sorrel, kale, strawberry, mulberry, lemon balm, peppermint smoothie any time of day (in season). I may may not be rich, but I can at least smoothie like a superstar.


Having bunnies come hopping over to enjoy the clover, comfrey, & lamb’s lettuce bouquet I just brought them. Bunnies cannot do anything without being cute at it: move, eat, drink, look at you, calculus, you name it, it’s helplessly cute when a bunny does it.


Weeding. It’s also one of my least favorite jobs, but when I forget about the fact that I will never be finished weeding and just sit and slowly weed one little patch at a time, and listen to the sounds, smell the smells, and feel the feelings, it’s the best.


  1. The daily Easter egg hunt. Prettier, and certainly tastier than regular Easter eggs, and I can have them every day (well, when they’re laying). And being able to look the hens in the eye and say thanks for the eggs.


Fertilizer. I sometimes wonder what’s in prepackaged organic fertilizers and I hate the price tag. Homemade chicken and rabbit manure and worm castings and homemade compost can’t be beat for quality.


Plant diversity. I can walk ten feet and see a fascinating, ever-evolving world of plants. In the typical suburban yard I only see the usual suspects: hostas, crepe myrtles, liriope, boxwood, nandina, and the same boring annuals, blah blah. None of which I typically eat. Here, I can nibble my way through the yard and never get tired of it.

What do you like best about your home farm?

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{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

Meridith March 21, 2017 at 5:18 am

What I love is being able to go pick dinner, come in and cook it…and know exactly where it came from, what it has (and has not!) been exposed to, and that it is as fresh as it is possible for food to be. AND it tastes soooo good!

Daisy March 21, 2017 at 7:55 am

Meridith–So true! Nothing like it.

Kay R in WA March 21, 2017 at 9:17 am

I can’t draw, can’t paint, sew marginally well, but I can grow things. My garden is my palette, and it’s my way of expressing myself! When I’m out with my plants, weeds, soil, compost, bugs, and birds, I am in my element. It’s where I find my peace. That I can eat what I grow is a bonus.

Daisy March 21, 2017 at 11:24 am

Kay R–I think that’s just beautiful.

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