Those chickens got me thinking. Food security is the buzzword these days. Green roofs, community gardens; people are finally integrating food production into the city landscape.
Thinking. It’s been awhile. The smoke starts coming out of my ears.
What could a Mom do in Spain to make some money? What kind of professional work would interest me while enriching my community? How can I engage in the sustainability debate while feeding my family?
Empty spaces like this one behind the playground are resources just waiting to be exploited. Surely this patch of weeds has a higher productivity than its current use as the neighbourhood dog toilet.
I know! Livestock! Why don’t we raise animals right here in the city! Beef, lamb, poultry; I could produce food right here in my neighbourhood. I could be the first urban rancher!
I will start the urban grazing revolution. Then it will be nothing but television interviews, book deals and reality TV spots. Ultimately, I’ll franchise of course.
Hey! That isn’t a dog.
Damn. The guy raising a sheep in his garage beat me too it. I always was a late adopter.