We grow our own food in a suburban village in the North East of England. Follow us as we keep up the battle to be self-sufficient.
Monday, 10 February 2020
Fallen tree
A tree came down in our village last week. It was a rowan and I guess it was about 55 years old, probably planted when the estate was built in the 60s. It is always sad to see established trees come down but their passing is also an opportunity to gather feed for the goats (they will eat the twigs and bark) and firewood (which will have to be dried for at least a year). The goats are now happily chomping their way through all of it. The bark in particular is very nutritious and the goats will go to great length to strip it from branches.
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