My endeavor is microscopic to my perceived need. I have no idea when or if (or ever) there will be famine in this united states. My pessimism may be groundless.
Still I make small bundles of fruit and nut seedlings to give away to poor-battered and or disabled people to plant out. Where they may find space to plant them is their business.
I am always in pursuit of not hybridized nuts. When your trees harvest come ripe, please let me know and I will work out getting you postage for them.
Its not a new idea, this food island stuff. Mormons did it in a much bigger way in the nineteenth century, than I will ever complete in the twenty-first.
