Lately I have been thinking about what I want my family’s future to look like. I try not to get too far ahead of myself, especially with the current state of our nation and the world, but I also like to know that there is something good coming our way, right there on the horizon. Do you ever feel like that? Or need to? Our life is just fine now, but I want more. Luckily I have lived my whole life knowing that I can have what I want if I just work towards it… it hasn’t failed me yet!
This has been an amazing two “farm” years so far and I am equally excited to think about what the next ten, or twenty, or forty years have in store for me. Here I am, on the light side of thirty, thinking about where I want myself and my family to be in ten years. I certainly am not afraid to work for it so I know anything is possible.
In ten years, I will….
* OWN land! Plain and simple. I don’t hate where I am, but I do hate the many restrictions of not only living on a small residential lot, but also the restrictions of living in a homeowners association (aka: livestock haters) and having to ask permission from the landlord to do things (yes, we rent). Ideally, I would flourish on anywhere from 2-20 acres.
* Be raising a pair of pygmy dairy goats. Just enough for our own consumption of milk and cheese. Lots of goats would be fun, but I’m not sure I can handle keeping more than two contained within a fence.
* Be living in or building a cob cottage. Having worked with clay my whole life, I think I could really appreciate living in a house with a real earthy feel where every wall was molded by family and friends. Although, I’m not so sure that any of MY family would participate in building a cob house. Like I said, I’m a black sheep of a black sheep family. Trevor really loves yurts (Blue Yurt Farm envy) so that is always a possibility.
* Find a way to live off of the land to the extent that our family will need very little outside income. Whether this will include Trevor still working a day-job, bartering for what we need with what we have, leading workshops, or selling things we produce for income… I don’t know, but I’m sure it will all fall into place eventually.
In ten years I would love to wake up in my cob cottage, go out to feed the animals and spend the rest of the day with my family in the garden. That is pretty much all I want for. Greedy? Perhaps, but since starting Frühlingskabine Micro-Farm I have learned how much joy can come from honest work. We have done so much and learned so much in these last two years that now I just can’t imagine going back. It by no means will be a “simple life” and that is okay with me.