*Full disclaimer – I have no idea what grows in a climate like Madrid’s in the middle of Fall/Winter so if you’re cringing at this post please leave a comment or contact me somehow, advice would be great 🙂
My balcony has enough room for plants and I’ve been needing something green here in the city so one day I hoped over to the plant store across the street in Mercado de la Cebada. Basil: check, Yerba Buena: check, Thyme: check, Bean seeds: check. Then I bought some pots and started looking at the soil options. The Urban Farm course I took last Spring at university had successfully indoctrinated me with organic and sustainable ag. practices – no piece of land too small nor seed too late for saving and returning to a non-chemically based blahblahblahblahblah. Long story short: none of the bags of dirt I was starting at said “organico” which confused me and the blank stare I got from the woman helping me when I asked about it made me feel (this is not an isolated incident for the record) even more confused. The kind of feeling only a complete idiot from another country gets. Clearly, her furrowed brow said, I didn’t understand how it was done here. I went back to my apartment, plants in tow and got to making my own compost, if even just for something to do and a little taste of home.
One part green chop and food waste, ten parts brown material (brown papers and leaves) add water, cover in plastic wrap because its 35 degrees F here on a good day, and tuck away. I open it from time to time to give it a mix and some more water
We’ll see what I get in March!