Over the past few years, we've been slowly "thinning" our garden pursuits. We gave up on the rhubarb that the chickens kept getting into because...well...rhubarb is yummy and all but only when mixed with copious amounts of sugar and turned into a dessert. Not that that there is anything wrong with that. Unless you're trying to eat less desserts, of course.
We're only growing sugar peas this year because sitting and shelling a bushel of garden peas only to get a few pints (delicious as they are) makes us go a little crazy. Growing only as many carrots and onions as we need to to get through canning season (tomato sauce, etc.) has become the norm since for the life of us, we can't get them to store properly.
Then, there are the different varieties of squashes we've grown. There really haven't been that many, but once we discovered our favorite (butternut), why grow the kinds you need an ax to break into?
Ten different kinds of tomatoes? I don't think we ever grew ten kinds, but now we're done to three or four- Romas, a slicer and two heirlooms (one from a neighbor and one from a friend).
See? We're simple-minded folks- honing our pursuits and attempting to become more time-efficient homesteaders. Waiting to mow the grass until it's shin-high is another time-saver. (Actually, we're just having mower issues.)
But then. We hear more about a new endeavor. Then, we read about it. Then, we (mostly Jamey this time) research it a little more and before we know it, we're smitten with the idea and realize that the real reason for "thinning" might simply be to make room for a new project. Care to guess what it is?
I'll give you a few choices and then, hopefully, show and tell you later this week.
A) A Pig