CSA Pilot Project
Karen & Tamela invite you to participate in their CSA Pilot Project. CSA stands for "Community Supported Agriculture". You buy a share in the season's garden crop and receive vegetables delivered weekly to a central location. Deliveries will be made to Regina and possibly other locations in the Roblin region.
- To learn more, open the following files:
- The CSA Brochure (pdf 336kb)
- The Membership Form (pdf 48kb)
- A survey about your favourite produce, and preserves (pdf 36kb) to guide planting decisions
How we grow:
- Hands—we pull weeds with hands and tools.
- Habitat—we diversify plant life to control bugs.
- Compost—we reuse all vegetative matter to fertilize.
- Water-harvest—we catch rain and store it for irrigation during dry times.
- Intensively—we plant as many veggies to the square foot as we can, saving more land for wildlife uses.
What we grow and sell:
- Premium, flavourful, fresh vegetables free from pesticides, herbicides, and chemical fertilizers.
- We had several varieties of radishes, mesclun, beets, chard, spinach, carrots, peas, beans, potatoes, green onions, cucumbers, garlic, basil, dill.
Prefer artisan preserves?
- We carry jellies, jams, pickles, and relishes. Try our specialty, dandelion jelly, available each spring in abundance.
Where we sell:
- We sell at the Roblin, Russell, and Child's Lake Farmers’ Markets.
- We also sell direct off the farm, just give us a call.
- In 2009, we hope to sell via a Community Supported Agricultural Co-op. Buy a crop share in the spring, pick up a basket of fresh vegetables, menu ideas, and recipes each week all summer. Contact us if you’d like to join.
What’s with the name?
We had not owned a motor vehicle, and living in inner cities, we rode bikes year-round. From December 2006 through May 2007 we continued riding, even on the wintery Canadian prairie. Winter cyclists coming to meetings and carrying groceries, shovels, vermiculite and the like, created a buzz. One cold January evening, we attended a chain saw safety workshop. As we parked our bikes and peeled off the layers, a fellow we’d never seen greeted us with, “So you’re the famous bicycling chicks!”
