Allen Family Farm

ZONE 2 IRRIGATION INSTALL… or whatever you call this circus 🤠💦

Today I hooked up the thingy dang into the dirty wasps and BOOT A LOTTA BING BANG… and guess what… WATER CAME OUT 🙌

Do I know exactly what I am doing? Absolutely not.
Am I doing it anyway? 100 percent.

We are putting in irrigation on a 90 by 165 plot and calling it Zone 2. Inside this little slice of chaos we have raspberries, blackberries, elderberries, pawpaws, figs, honey berries, concord grapes, reliance grapes, and a whole lot of hope.

Let me be clear… I am NOT a farmer.

I am a Soil Steward
A Dirt Whisperer
A Compost Conductor
A Root Encouragement Specialist
A Garden Goblin sprinkling good decisions and questionable plumbing across the land

I just manage the soil and let God do the growing.

If you are sitting there thinking you do not know enough to start… good. Neither do I. Start anyway. Hook up the weird pipe. Turn the k**b. Flood something. Learn fast.

Progress over perfection. Dirt over doubt.

Now if you will excuse me… I have no idea what valve I just opened.

A little sneak peek of the farm tonight. We are finishing up the irrigation, pulling weeds and getting ready to plant a half an acre tomorrow. We have all kinds of fun, fruit, trees, and fruit bushes this and that. Just a bunch of city Slickers having fun on the farm we’re loving our 7 acres and all this life is bringing to our family