I wish you’d move to Appalachia and figure out how to get anything to grow on the north side of a mountain, then teach me. My granny who fed 12 kids off of an acre of rocks is dead these 25 years, and I never learned how she did it. I can do a few container things, but it’s not going to go well if I have to feed my family that way. For now, I’m focusing on cultivating chickens and relationships with better farmers than I. I can do chickens, at least.