The last time I titled a post something like this, it was a countdown until the book was turned in. This time it’s for something even more life altering. In 2 1/2 weeks I’m leaving the city. It’s suddenly sinking in that there are only two more milk deliveries, 2 more Saturdays, and too few boxes between me and my farmette.
And while all the others who have gone before me seem to know this is the right thing to do and have the full support of their families, that’s not really the case for me. Leaving the city had never really occurred to me before, or my kids, or my husband. And while I’m crazy for farming, they are not. This could be a huge mistake, or it could be the most amazing opportunity ever.
Either way I’m glad I have so many families interesting in supporting me, in farming together and forging something new. I’m excited to be helping out those who aren’t able to make this leap, or have covenants that don’t support small livestock, or just aren’t able to do this without the support of others because they have small children.
My mind is still racing with possibilities for creating things those families can use: Vermicompost made from the synergy that is rabbits and chickens and food scraps and goat bedding, rotated in the orchard with the honey bees. Goats and blackberry and cedars and brush in the pasture. Ducks and pond and possibly fish and frogs inside the garden area. Pigs in a wooded area with an understory of nut trees. Children everywhere else (quite possibly camps for city kids) or specialized retreat/learning weekends. Hopefully one mini demonstration food forest, and polyculture plantings with perennial vegetables. So much to think about…
But for now I’m trying to focus on one purchase and one sale, one mortgage and one move, two birthdays and two boys who mustn’t feel lost in this whole process. So bear with me a little longer and hopefully I will find time and content soon to post.