Just like the quote, my journey to become an urban SPIN farmer also begins with single steps. As I touch on, I have no idea at this point what the journey is going to be like while I travel it, but travel it I will. As Jordan Sather stated, be authentic when sharing the story. So I will.
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I did enjoy this year. I did discover the pleasure of going to farmers markets. I will greatly miss them this year, but I did find out that Logan Square has an indoor market on Sundays. If they have eggs for $5/dozen, there will be a happy Brian in the Universe.
Things have been scaled back. My energy has gone into writing and talking about cryptos this year (cryptcurrencies, bitcoin and the like. If you are interested or want to know more about the topic, I highly encourage you to check out my blog.)
Next year I might sell some microgreens, sprouts, apple cider vinegar, and some what-not at an every other Sunday. It would be a good way to get my feet wet.
I’m still going to keep the garden plot. It’s enjoyable to work in and it’s economically beneficial to grow certain plants. Having some experience under my belt, I’ll be better able to plan for next year.
Be well, everyone.
It felt like it was time to share an update, so I did.
Be well, everyone.
The other day I was deep in thought, and it came to mind that I have a strong connection with the Earth, and my practicing of growing plants is a manifestation of that energy. It is actually a love. I thought about the name “Green Pitch Urban Farms,” and knew that it would server a higher purpose to change the name of the to-be agricultural operation to something that would be better embody this connection and help manifest it beyond just myself.
I’ve been thinking of different things to name it as well as what form of activity it should take. As Monday’s usually prove from the contrast shock, I definitely am not happy in my current corporate position. I’d say that I’m working for the Marx Brothers, except the Marx Brothers didn’t always have things end in disaster. Let’s just say what I’ve been putting up with…the first syllable sounds like “bull” and the second syllable sounds a lot like “shit.”
As I put everything together, I think the name is going to change. And the logo. To what, we’ll find out.
For those of you that haven’t checked out my [currently in-need-of-editing intro], I am aspiring to transition out of my current 8-5 corporate profession into operating my own enterprise, via an urban farm utilizing SPIN (Small Plot INtensive) farming techniques [SPIN uses primarily 30″ wide beds of vegetables that get from two to three turns per growing season per bed on land totaling less than 1/2 an acre.] Part of reaching this end goal is establishing revenue outlets and one of those is operating at a farmers market. Every week I’m researching farmers markets near where I live in the north side of Chicago. My posts will include photos and commentary.
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