pH

Potential of Hydrogen.

 

My daughter is studying chemistry. There’s no better chemistry teacher than the garden. I’m practicing here how to tell her the story.

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Like our bodies, plants do not like things too acidic.  And, plants need nutrients.

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You know the hydrogen  atom.  And, you know that hydrogen can be a charged ion that carries a positive charge.

Hydrogen is the maker of water. That’s what the name means. Hydrogen burns with oxygen to form water. That magic happened millions of years ago as the Earth formed. To join up with Oxygen, and make water, hydrogen has to share an electron.  In solution, hydrogen – this positively charged ion – share’s an outer shell electron with oxygen, and that polar covalently bonded molecule of 2 Hs and one O,  has a tendency to carry a charge on one side. OK, we accept this information as given (though it is a but mystical.)

pH is the potential of hydrogen.  Potential means in the future.  The more you actually have of something, the less potential there is of having it in the future  (because you have it now).  The more hydrogen ions you have now in the soil, then the less potential there is for more of them.   The lower the potential for more hydrogen ions, the lower the pH. And, by definition, the more Hydrogen there is in the soil now, tying up those negatively charged clay particles.  The less potential for more Hydrogen, the lower the pH.  And low pH means more acidic.

That’s where plants breathing out carbon dioxide comes in. We’ll get to that.

Hydrogen in clay soil is helpful.  That hydrogen ion with it’s positive charge is drawn to the negatively charged clay particles.  Those clay particles are holding other cations. Other positively charged minerals that the plant in fact wants.

When hydrogen comes along and bonks the calcium off a clay particle, and take it’s place, that leaves calcium free for the roots to grab.  Bam! Cation exchange!

Because we have red clay, we have minerals.  Clay can hold these positively charged nutrients because it has negative charges and can grab onto the positive charges.  When the plants breathe, the roots’ let off CO2 (carbon dioxide)  that combines with H20 (water) and reacts chemically to make carbonic acid and hydrogen – a positively charged cation.  That hydrogen then goes to work knocking off other cations. Then the root can take up the other nutrients, and hydrogen is bound up in the clay.

Again, as the root “breathes”, hydrogen that was bound up in water as a hydrogen ion is released into the soil where it goes along freeing up other cations to become part of the plant.  As hydrogen integrates into the soil, attaching to clay, it releases other minerals, which the plant then grabs up.

The other key characters, those other cations such as calcium, magnesium, potassium, sodium, help raise the pH. There is more potential for hydrogen again once the excess Hydrogen ions are no longer roaming free.

The more of the cations we have, the higher our pH, and the more alkaline our soil is.  The million dollar question is, what kind of alkaline are we talking about?  Just “alkaline” doesn’t tell you much about which characters are at play. What if it’s all magnesium and little else?  In soil, we need to know more than simply the pH. We want to know which nutrients make up that number.

Cation Exchange Capacity (CEC) is simply the ability of the soil to grab onto and release these elements.

 

Sand is Sio2, silica dioxide.   This little blue Boiron bottle of Silicea is silica.  I am taking it right now to help my tendons repair.  Our bodies are much the same as the earth where they began.   Silica makes up a tremendous amount of the earth’s body. Sand does help create pore space in soil, but other than that, it does not provide needed minerals. The silica in sand is bound to oxygen.

The less abundant but very important minerals are found in the clay, and, there are different kinds of clay with different combinations of minerals. The names are chewy words, sticky, like clay itself.  Montmorillonite, kaolinite, vermiculite. I met them in Geology and never forgot their names.  Calcium, aluminum, hydrogen, oxygen, magnesium and silica all make up montmorillonite.

Whoever divided poetry and science made a grave error.

 

Into the Weeds

We’re not giving up on our old ideas – having fun on farms with kids.  But for now, we are focusing on supporting those who know how to get the good of the land, by helping them thrive there.

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Join us Sunday, May 7th 11am – 2pm  to get “down in the weeds”:

farm flyer

Farm Finance workshop coming up May 7!

15 FARMERS. Five Dollars.

Two Talks, Two Hours. Then a catered lunch.

  • Present Use Value,  and
  • Record-keeping

Leave with tools that simplify your administrative time.

Hosted by Reverence Farms Cafe

(NC 87 Eli Whitney/Graham)

11 – 2, catered lunch included

Registration required:  farm@farmschool.com

  • Upcoming Proposed Topics:  SlowMoney SOIL grants;  Structuring the Business (Sole Proprietor, LLC, Partnership); Schedule F, Schedule C and other tax issues; Farm Transfer planning.
  • Topic choices depend on participants’ preferences.

Summer

Before summer draws to a close, let me pop up a few shots, beginning where we left off, with the daffodil explosion of March, leading from there through an endless train of beauty as the march of flowers flowed into April, May and June. Here we are in August now with zinnias and sunflowers.

Our neighbor rolled down his truck window. We stood by his drive. He looked over the trees we’d inquired about. “I got no use for ‘dem apples.”  We’ve gone back every year for harvest. They might not look like much, but oh the taste!

We’ve had high losses and heart ache too, with too many members of the chicken and duck flocks decimated by predators, and the loss of Leg because I was so proud of her – and didn’t protect her.  My spouse took to sleeping in the garden with his gun to no avail.  He’s finally home again.   I let her out from her safe enclosure (against my husband’s wise counsel) and we lost all but one of her chicks, and Leg  herself.  She was “Leg” because she survived a vicious attack, and went on to hatch out six biddies.  That was a real loss for me.  I still feel awful about it.  We also lost Doc and another drake.  We did gain six ducklings from a successful hatch, and have a deer in the freezer.  The ducks are almost full size now and look like females.

In between working, and teaching kids to fish, I took my vacation and led summer camps.  They went well, and were full of making; butter, bread, jelly, blackberry syrup, lemon curd, soap, potholders, candles, stories and art.  We dunked for apples and collected eggs, weeded and told stories.  My kids attended games camps and filled their summer with Minecraft and play dates.  We fed the very thin horse next door for the days we were allowed, and are hoping she can come graze at our house.  It’s a process.  My girl found some raccoons over there!  We continue to feed the dog by hand through the day after the tragedy of the deer hide incident last year. he continues to throw up, although raw food seems to make a difference. On October 17, he turns three.

My boy turned 12 and we had an $80 dinner of free-range steak, shrimp and Whole Foods chipotle chocolate cake under the tent together for a very special night. then his friends came for a wonderful all-day nerf battle.  August poured in and the weekly trips to Hillsborough for veggies brought some order to my pell mell weeks.

in a few weeks, Ru and I head for the hills to hike.  Then, it’s three weeks on the river.

Oh, and my husband grew a huge beard and Mom came to visit!

Why Farmschool?

My father was a lot of things. So is my Mom.  But perhaps the most important thing they were for me was challengers. They challenged me, constantly.

Pluck chickens, muck stalls, pick beans, can produce, milk goats, bale hay, collect eggs – sometimes at 6 am, sometimes at 10 below.  Hoe, weed, mulch.

“Head to the barn and do chores.” was never a punishment.  “Yes Mom!” The one punishment was when they said, “We’re sorry. We have to move.” I was 13.

Most at home in high grass among the flowers, in mossy woods, or listening to the sounds of grazing, I followed their faith that I would always listen to my heart.  They are why I have Farm School. I want to offer others what they gave me: learn how capable you are. You can do anything you want. Come on, we’ll do it together. Look at the life awaiting you in the woods and fields of home.

July

The garden offers gifts.

Shredded zucchini: delicious.  Squash sauteed in butter and garlic: divine.

I love how high the basil grows, from my chest to my toes.
The sage spills over itself and the cucumbers creep up the fence.

Growing makes me happy.

 

Lovely Memories

We culminated our week with a birthday party.

The centerpiece was a team-made cake representing the whole week’s work:

with our lemon curd between the layers

made with eggs we collected from hens we fed,

iced with home-made icing,

with butter that we churned by hand

in antique churns using local cream,

and flavored with zest we grated

from lemons we hand-squeezed into lemonade.

We drizzled home-churned vanilla ice cream

with home-made blackberry sauce,

from blackberries we picked in the meadow

while picking a bouquet

– because blackberries are her favorite.

Then we decorated the birthday girl’s cake with 11 of our own

hand dipped beeswax (and other wax) candles,

made especially for her cake that morning.

Wow!  What a celebration ceremony!

 

 

 

 

Highlights

So many beautiful moments happened this week, we could hardly post them all. But here are a few of them:

We discovered black raspberries, enjoyed them over home made ice cream, and then because someone asked, we strained some, added vinegar and salt, and made ink!

We listed our favorites:

  • making our fort.
  • blue blue hearts – our soap

  • cooling off

  • journal sketches
  • the crayfish
  • water from the well for hot animals and kids!
  • lopping vines
  • muscadine wine
  • nettles omlettes!

  • churning butter
  • making farm cheese
  • making tipi fires