Sometimes I feel I’m just being naive about my little “farm”. My family jokes about it quite a bit, not out of spite, but because they don’t believe what I am working towards could be considered a farm. It’s hard not to let things like this get to you once in awhile. Am I just kidding myself with this “farm” business?This is what I was thinking about as I lay in bed this morning.
What is a farm?
Wikipedia says: ‘A farm is an area of land, including various structures, devoted primarily to the practice of producing and managing food (produce, grains, or livestock) [and] fibres… A farm can be a holding of any size from a fraction of a hectare (2.47 acres) to several thousand hectares.
Frühlingskabine surely meets all of those requirements already. We have a large garden used solely for family food production, chickens that will hopefully start laying eggs for food soon, an Apiary for honey, and soon rabbits for wool or fiber. We are on much less than 2.47 acres… more like 0.23 acres, but it works.
I guess I (and others) associate “farms” with pastures full of cows, a big red barn, and rows upon rows of crops as far as the eye can see. Wikipedia doesn’t seem to think all of that is necessary so why should I? We may not be able to add my dream milk goats, but we do plan to start fish farming and growing some grain in the next year. Frühlingskabine Micro-Farm is growing slowly but surely. Maybe someday I will wake up in the morning and feel like we really are on a little farm.