Here on our little postage stamp of land, we practice our own version of rotational grazing. It goes something like this:
- First, you let the chickens loose. They eat lots of weedy grass and worms and hay and, sometimes, the perennials just starting to come back from a long winter.
- The chickens poop. Everywhere. Seriously, I keep walking into the backyard barefoot, and I don’t know what my problem is. Landmines, I tell you. LANDMINES.
- Then, you let Birdie the dog loose. Birdie eats the taller grasses, as well as the poops. We call them “lawn snacks.” Then Birdie poops.
- And… repeat the above process.
Eat your heart out, Joel Salatin!