Olivia rode her bike over the bridge to see us at Capstone. We showed her the aqua culture system brewing the the hoop house next to the farm. It's an enclosed man-made pond that renews itself via a closed loop system. First, catfish make waste. That waste has ammonia in it that feeds algae. Then the algae make nitrates and nitrites that feed the plants floating on top of the pond. The plants then filter the water, making it nice and clean for the catfish. The catfish are then harvested in the Fall to delicious end.
We tried to show Olivia the goats but they got out so the entire time spent with them was scrambling and breathless. Grabbing goats by their horns and trying to push or trick them back into the pen. We calmed down, turned on some reggae music and transplanted okra together. We went in to get water and discovered maggots undulating in a perfect fan out from the trash can. A lot of noises happened- disgust and alarm. Jenny ran to the bathroom. Olivia went for the paper towels and I for a lime green 'Degreaser', the first and most lethal looking bottle under the sink . My accuracy with the spray bottle was compromised by rapid alternation between laughs and gags and laughs. David wasn't around so I called Miss Carol to ask what the best procedure for maggot murder was. "Lord, girl, I don't know! Drown em!" I'd invited Olivia over with promises of seeing the grand scheme by which people in The Ninth Ward gain access to fresh produce. Now she manned the broom and I the dust pan as we wrangled the wriggling white worms and ran them outside.
"That's not what you bargained for by coming over here." Recovered only partly from our giggles, Olivia smiled and did not deny it.
David Young, the farmer we are staying with, reuses trash bags. He does not waste a thing. This the first of three times I found life breeding in the kitchen can. It was the undulating that really got me. David's motto is "If it won't kill you it'll add protein to your diet."