I had some friends up last week, who had to acknowledge that, as awesome as it would be to feed the world, I’m unlikely to turn my humble abode into the next Central Valley of California and an industrial food-production powerhouse. This they realized as we were working on building new garden beds. Not only were there points where we exposed bedrock only two inches below the soil surface, but the soil itself is, by volume, more rock than dirt. This photo shows rocks I removed from about a hundred square feet of ground. The worst thing about the photo is not that it doesn’t show all the large rocks I removed, because some have been used for edging beds and some are in other piles, nor the fact that it doesn’t show the several hundred pounds of small rocks which went to fill holes in the driveway – the worst thing is that this shows only rocks that we removed in order to build raised beds. These are just from the first few inches of soil. Every inch of producing space here is made possible only with intensive labor and importation of manure.
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