Friday, September 20, 2013

Earthworks

I think everyone can relate to the experience of seeing something done badly or wrong, and wanting desperately to fix it. For me, it's all the little things people do wrong when building or renovating. I don't have construction experience, but I have a B.Arch and five years of experience working at architecture firms, so I know a little bit about how things are supposed to be built even if I don't know exactly how to do it. As an example, everyone who has rented probably has experience with the "floor tiles used places other than the floor" phenomenon. The last apartment I lived in had the same tile on the bathroom floor, shower surround, kitchen floor, kitchen counters, and backsplash. I think it's to save money and time, since floor tiles are large so you don't spend as much time grouting, and you can just buy one kind of tile, but it's ugly (little ceramic tiles are so much prettier and neater looking than big stoneware slabs) and gross (I don't want to be put in mind of my bathroom floor while chopping food on my kitchen counter) and lazy. This practice is common, in fact my current place has the same tiles on kitchen floor and counter, but that makes it no less maddening for someone like me who cares about that sort of thing. But I didn't start writing to complain about tiles, I wanted to complain about our greenhouse. I can tell that the greenhouse has many fatal flaws. Sometimes I wish the builder had spent a little less time carving pentagrams and a little more time researching siting and drainage. In any case, the greenhouse's days are numbered, but I am doing a few things to extend its life as much as possible by concentrating on the three main drainage issues.
For example, the building has a concrete slab foundation, which is very nice and sturdy and all those good things, but it needs a drain. In a greenhouse, one is often watering the plants, which means there is often water on the floor - which, when a floor has no drain, runs to the low spots and pools there. These low spots happen to be in the northwest and northeast corners right next to the wall, so you can imagine what those are like.
Here's another problem. There were narrow raised garden beds edged with a row of large stones along the east and north walls. However, these were created by mounding up the soil right onto the plywood cladding. They stapled a strip of black plastic against the wall, but it didn't help to prevent rot. Generally what you want to do is keep the level of the soil below the top of the foundation, so that the soil is only in contact with concrete, stone, or brick. Anyway, these raised beds were not made correctly, and they were also planted with English ivy which our landlord has tasked us with removing, so I have been digging up the roots and spreading the soil out flat.
This leads me to the third problem. In general, when a structure is built you want the ground sloping gently away from the foundation on all sides. Thus, rainwater drains away from the foundation instead of pooling around it. Well, unfortunately there is a slight rise to the northwest of the greenhouse, and all the rainwater from there is trapped next to the wall with no way to flow around the building and continue on down the slope. So I have been attempting to regrade the earth in the area. Here's a little plan diagram to try to explain what I'm doing. The red arrow is the greenhouse, the green things are trees (the little green circles are stumps), and the brown and blue lines show what I'd like the topography to be like and how I hope the water will flow.

Thursday, September 19, 2013

A Little Kitchen Inspiration

Even though we are just renting, I spend time dreaming about changes I would make to the house and garden. If we do end up buying this place, I would like to renovate the interior. I usually daydream about this while doing work around the place, because it motivates me to continue!

This is the kitchen, if you recall. It fulfills its function as a cooking space, but it could be so much better! I took a little time today to look up some images of traditional Japanese kitchens. . .

Maybe not that traditional.

Here are some more modern kitchens in traditional style homes. I like these. Dark wood, lots of open shelving, small and simple spaces.

I don't want to make an exact replica of a Japanese house. There are already a few shoji screens inside (between the blue room and the bathroom, and into the master bedroom upstairs) but that's the only nod to Japanese design indoors. I'd like the indoors to match the exterior, but I don't want it to look like Disneyland.

Friday, September 13, 2013

Eggs and Potatoes

Apologies for the recent dearth of posts, dear readers. I assure you, it is due entirely to the time-consuming nature of my current projects, and not to any faltering of the will to blog. I have become even more immersed in all things chicken as I raise three chicks (for a current total of five birds) and work on the chicken coop addition to the greenhouse. This coop is my first major building project, and construction is slow as I research how to build, make mistakes and have to rebuild, and occasionally suffer minor injuries.

It's not all work, though. The Sunday of Labor Day weekend, RC and I stopped to check out the Yelm farmers market, which is organized by the Yelm Food Co-op and hosted by Nisqually Springs Farm. The market (and the food co-op) is relatively small and new; I think this is only its second summer, but I thought it was a great little event. We drank delicious root beer floats served by the happiest woman on earth, ate roasted corn, and bought a jar of hot sauce and lots of beautiful produce. There was even live music! A band of one middle-aged man and two middle-aged women called, I believe, Big Daddy and the Hot Flashes.

The vendor I most enjoyed meeting was the potato guy. A gregarious man with a long gray beard, he treated every potential customer to a description of his farming methods and all the different potato varieties he's created, while showing off an impressive array in all shades of yellow, red, and purple and shapes from big and round to long and knobby. He showed off a long, skinny and crooked, dark purple-brown specimen of a variety he'd created and named Witch's Finger! I bought two pounds of a pinkish-yellow round type called Harlequin, and I can attest that they were very tasty.

The reason I enjoyed meeting him so much is because he represents exactly the sort of wizened old rural weirdo that I love and admire and hope to become someday. I am impressed with his dedication to potatoes. I am also impressed that he uses no gas-powered equipment of any kind in his fields, instead using a horse and plow. I mean, goddamn.

My goal is to eventually have a large enough poultry operation to produce eggs for sale, not just for our own consumption. I went to the farmers market not just to buy veggies but to check it out as a potential place to sell, and I noticed that there were no egg vendors there. Meat and dairy, yes, but no eggs, so there is a place for me!

Also, I think we (the chickens and I) will be able to provide very interesting eggs that most people around here don't get too often. You see, when I went to the feed store a few days ago, I got to talking to the sales dude about chicken breeds, and he was quite impressed that I have a Cuckoo Maran and Welsummers, because not many hatcheries produce them. So just as the potato guy has all his different potato varieties, so I could provide a rainbow of egg colors from unique chicken breeds. All free range, of course, which you can easily discern for yourself when you see the chicken poop on the porch.