It has long been a dream of mine to have a fair sized plot of land to raise chickens, grow vegetables, pick fruit from trees, and enjoy a proper country lifestyle. Having spent the majority of my youth living in the country, I often feel quite at a loss of things to do in a city. I have seen all the sites there are to see, I am not much of a beach person, we rarely dine out, and shopping (other than the thrift store) is pretty much out of my budget. I could go on all day about my dislikes about city life (and often I do, my poor husband), but more than anything, I hate having to drive to visit nature.
For many years I have played and replayed images in my head of farming or homesteading. With our low income paired with high housing/land costs in Southern California, it has remained a dream all of these years. Condo living doesn’t lend itself to raising chickens or bees (though I am fortunate to have enough space to grow a few tomato plants and herbs). I want more than anything to not just cook all our food from scratch, but also grow that food with my own hands. I want to live more lightly on the earth and teach my daughter to do the same.
It seems to be quite en vogue at the moment to yearn for a simpler life (at least in the online world), where you can grow your own food, and share it with people you love. I think this is great and hope that it is fueled by more than a desire to have kinfolk inspired photos. For the better of our world, I truly believe that as a whole we need to start getting back to the land instead of supporting big business and monoculture.
It is easy to get lost in the dreams of weekends laying under the stars, the books I’ll read in the hammock hung in a shady spot, the parties we will have when we invite friends up to visit, and the fresh eggs we will have daily, I know there is much, much more, that isn’t such a pretty picture. I expect it to be hard work. How hard, I really won’t know until I am out there in the thick of it all (most likely covered in dirt and poop). I do have one expectation of it, aside from becoming a mother, I think it will be the most difficult yet rewarding thing I do with my time and life.
We are going to do this. Russ and I have talked about buying some land outside our area. Somewhere close enough that I can visit and spend most days of the week there, but far enough out that we can get a decent sized plot and some fresh country air. We haven’t made concrete plans yet. As it is, there is money to be saved, places to look at, and plans to be written. In the meantime, I am reading everything I can about farming. I want to have as much knowledge as possible going into this scary yet thrilling venture.