Grain Mill

October 23rd, 2006

Finally our hand-powered grain mill is up and running. We’ve mounted it on a wooden butcher’s block that we bought at a garage sale. So far, it seems to be working really well — achieving a nice fine grind without taxing our arm muscles too much! We’ve already milled wheat to make a batch of scones and a loaf of sourdough bread. We thought the results were very tasty! We are very pleased with the 25 kilo bag of organic hard wheat berries that we ordered direct from the supplier. I’m amazed at the subtle scent of the freshly ground wheat flour. It smells nutty and sweet.


Kevin mills wheat with the Country Living Grain Mill

Once we’ve developed a bit more garden space, we hope to experiment with growing and milling our own grains to eat. Hard wheat wouldn’t be a good choice to grow in our bioregion, so we’ll be trying other grains — corn and amaranth, perhaps.

What kind of grain mill is it? It’s a Country Living Grain Mill. We bought it before we left the USA, and shipped it out to New Zealand with some of our other personal effects. We did some reading and asking around before we purchased the mill, and this one seemed like the best choice. The grinding plates are made of forged steel, which means they should be very durable. It also got good reviews for ease of use and the quality of the flour it can produce.

When I called to place an order for a Country Living Grain Mill, I found myself talking to the man who actually designed the mill. He obviously (and justifiably, we think!) takes real pride in his grain mills, and was very kind and helpful. We ordered a mill with a superficial blemish, in order to pay a lower price, but I’m not even sure I can see a blemish on our mill. Actually, we think it looks beautiful. It has the elegant solidity of a machine designed with care and built to last — something that has become rare in this age of plastic and flimsy throw-out appliances.

Contributions to Farmlet

October 19th, 2006

Two Farmlet readers have made generous contributions:

AS sent US$20

Anonymous sent US$30

Becky and I thank you both very much! Some of the money is going to used to buy the seeds for growing Bushman’s Toilet Paper plants.

Unfortunately, I Had to Use the Pick Axe

October 18th, 2006

Becky and I are frantically trying to get enough garden space ready to plant out all of the seedlings that are coming up. We pulled back another swath of black polythene and I went at it with the shovel, as usual, breaking the clay open so we can add gypsum, lime and compost.

It all came to a halt when my shovel found a vein of sandstone just near the surface. Not broken up sandstone, but a single, solid mass.

There’s only one option at a time like this: Pick axe.

When I bought this pick axe from a garage sale for NZ$2, I sincerely hoped that I would never have to use it. But when you need a pick axe, you really need it.


Used pick axe: NZ$2. And the less I have to use it, the better!

As I gazed upon the scene above, I thought about my past life in the doomed corporate IT world. When asked, “How’s it going, today, Kevin?” by “Bob in Marketing”—I’m sure you know people like “Bob in Marketing”—my favorite response was, “Just breaking rocks all day, Bob, as usual.” I guess the Universe got me back for using that one a few too many times!

Composting Toilet

October 16th, 2006

Flush toilets (and the mega sewer systems that go with them) waste a lot of water and destroy ecosystems. Septic tanks are mini versions of the municipal mess makers. Besides, why would you want to flush something away that can help you build great topsoil and grow tasty vegetables?

Becky and I both read The Humanure Handbook by Joseph C. Jenkins. (This is the authoritative text on composting human waste.) We decided to go with the bucket based model described in the book because it was simple, effective and inexpensive. I’d actually built and used one of these for a couple of years back in the U.S. and found it to be a great system. We used scavenged wood for the base and legs. Becky’s cousin, Paul, happened to have an unused, deluxe wood and brass toilet seat in his garage. The most expensive bits were the buckets at NZ$6 each.


Bucket throne

We decided to put the toilet in the garage (which we use as a storage area and workshop) because it features a short and clear path to the outside. We didn’t want to have to carry our crap too far and we wanted to minimise the risk of catastrophic spillage mishaps. Becky put a curtain around it for privacy.

We’re happy to report that the bucket is filling up nicely. (And it doesn’t smell!!!)

Feeding Time on the Farmlet

October 12th, 2006

Most evenings, just before dusk, Kevin and I walk up into the paddock with three buckets of treats — one for each of our beloved cows. The contents of the buckets depend on what scraps we have generated during the day. Lemon and orange peels are very popular, as are avocado skins. The absolute favourite seems to be kiwifruit skins. Sometimes we add a handful of palm kernel to the buckets if there are not many scraps.

Apart from the fact that we just enjoy spending a bit of time with our bovine friends, we also have some practical reasons for these daily visits. For one thing, it’s a chance for us to check up on the animals, the pasture, the water trough, and the salt and kelp rations that we leave out for the animals to pick at. For another thing, our evening visits ensure that the cows are used to being handled, and are in the habit of running over to us when we arrive with the bucket. This should make life a lot easier when it comes time for milking! Since we do not have a dog to herd our cattle, it’s a big help that the cows are in the habit of following us.


Becky cuddles and feeds the heifers

Esmerelda, Queen Bucket Brain

Kevin usually feeds Esmerelda her treats, while I feed Rosie and Coco. A bit of extra care needs to be taken with Esmerelda, because of her horns, so it’s easier to manage her on her own. Rosie and Coco have been together all their lives, and are used to being looked after as a pair. All three cows love to be rubbed, patted, and fussed over. Rosie was quite wary of us for a start, but by now she lets me rub and pat her for ages. Coco has been like a big teddy bear since the day she got here! As for Esmerelda, she likes attention too, but since The Ambler got here (about a month ago now) she’s often in such a hurry to get back to her boyfriend that she rushes away as soon as she’s eaten her treats. The Ambler was not hand reared like our cows, so he’s not too interested in being fussed over and given treats in a bucket. Sometimes he wanders over to see what the cows are up to, but usually he just keeps on chewing grass contentedly somewhere up the paddock.