a kind of farm life

Sometimes we like to dream of bigger things. Of having some land. There are a few cows, a big flock of chickens and some pigs in this daydream. Of course one of the cows is a milking cow, while some of the other animals would eventually provide us with food. There would be a huge vegie garden, a big greenhouse and a fruit orchard. In the midst of all this would be a rustic farmhouse with nothing too precious. For it would need to withstand muddy gumboots and lively children.

We talk about this often. There is the rising cost of food these days. Perhaps we could somehow supplement our income which would enable us to spend more time together. But most of all is the desire for more space, to attain a higher degree of self sufficiency and to get back to the way of living that our ancestors may have lived. I suspect that desire is something that is in each one of us (even if we have to dig deep to find it).
  
Don't get me wrong. We know we are very lucky to live where we are. To have enough land to plant a small orchard and have a sizeable vegie garden is a wonderful thing. It is a huge contrast from a small townhouse in the outer suburbs of Canberra. But it does have its limitations.

Of course time and money are a huge factor in why this only remains a dream for the time being. But we do like to dream about it. And talk about it. I like to read about it.

We're aware that it's not all sunshine. Small farms are hard work, and the lifestyle comes with it's fair share of heartbreak. There will be droughts. There may be insect plagues, failed plantings or floods. The list could go on and on.

Perhaps it will remain a dream. But it is something we would like to do someday. Whether that is next year or in twenty years. Only time will tell.




Do you have big dreams of (a kind of) farm life? Or do you live it already?