It's tricky growing corn up here, since the average temperature can be low. But several other homesteads in Ripton have successfully grown corn (some have failed), so we wanted to give it a try.
We all eat corn, too. Especially important with Owain's celiac.
So we created a new plot between the mulchy potatoes and the broccoli, using a patch of lawn and the ground exposed once we tore down the rotting, inherited wooden playstand. Rather than digging up the soil, we went no-till, hauling in many many buckets of soil from the goat enclosure. That's the special soil, generously amended by years of chickens and goats, er, sharing their goodness.
We built four beds of this black soil, each about 4-6" tall, and around six feet long, separated by one-foot-wide walkways (we'll fill in those paths with soil as the plants grow). Ceredwyn sowed a lot of seeds, as we expect to do some culling.
|Soil added to plot. Not the most impressive visual, alas.|
Then we covered the whole thing by laying down rolls of chicken wire, to protect the seeds and subsequent shoots from various birds.
Our sources tell us 100 days is the rough lifecycle of the plant, so we're looking forward to late September.