Ralph
wanted me to do a secondary post to his Planning or Dreaming post of
March 9th.
I
grew up on a small farm in a economically poor area of Alberta,
Canada. We were officially poor although I did not realize that until
I was a young adult. We grew our own food and My mother made us our
clothes and we were simply happy little ragamuffins with hopes no
different than any other farm children of that era [the 50's and
60's.]
Retirement
seemed centuries away. In fact it was simply never discussed or
thought of at all. We farmed, that was what we did and what
I grew up to do. I was blessed
as I have done almost everything I have ever wanted to do. I grew up
thinking of
things I wanted to DO not
stuff I wanted to buy or have .
I was a range rider on a 100,000 acre ranch in the interior of
British Columbia, I saved money and went to France and England. I
bred and raised Appaloosa Horses with success in the show ring and
exports to Italy and Great Britain. I raised Purebred Shorthorn beef
cattle and saw all sorts of places in North America showing them;
from The Houston
Fat Stock Show, Denver's National Western Stock Show and the Royal
Canadian Winter fair as well as the Calgary Stampede.
I
drove Highway tractor with my ex-husband and that allowed me to see
even more of this continent from the Alaska Highway to isolated farms
in northern Saskatchewan. I saw steel plants in Ontario and hauled
maple syrup from Quebec. I saw the back side of cities and industrial
areas...we delivered loads at night when we wouldn't disturb the city
folk. We saw homeless lined up at soup kitchens in big cities and ate
at family owned diners in tiny towns on lonely highways. It was an
eye opening experience on this vast continent surrounded by the
wealth of North America. I remember thinking the poor here have it
pretty good compared to the poor in other parts of the world. I
remember thinking how lucky I was!
Well
I am still lucky, blessed is
more like it. I
have still got dreams and things I want to do. Yes I still think of
doing things,
not getting
stuff to compete with the Jones. Meeting Ralph in the Fall of 2005
and finding such a good man made dreams I had put away come out of
the closet. Dreams of a home with someone to share it with and work
with. We made the
decision to start a life
together and began to make plans to get that done. We looked long and
hard at the 159 acres I owned. The farm had been in my family since
1917. There was a great year
round
spring of pure,
cold water, good
pasture and rich black loam soil. A wonderful set of neighbors and
friends for support and help if needed. A small orchard of crabapples
hardy enough to survive the
long, cold winter's
. Could we make it
work?
This was
when dreams and plans collided. My farm house was in dire need of
major repairs. It was small and built in 1929. The foundations were
slipping away on one side and the roof needed work. Was it feasible
to fix it and what would the cost be? The growing season was supposed
to be 90 days frost free but in 2008 I had exactly 72 days that let
my garden live before a killing frost totaled it.
Ralph
and I talked long hours about what to do and decided to subdivide off
80 acres, sell it to re-invest into the 80 remaining acres. That
would give us enough land to have small livestock and grow the feed
to get them through hard winters. There is an old saying I think of
often. “Man plans-
God acts”.
The
Municipal district denied my subdivision request, the land is zoned
agricultural and cannot be divided smalled than a quarter section.
[160 acres] I could cut off the home stead which is a 10 acre
allotment but that was not feasible as to have access to the road and
the spring both, I needed 15 acres. That plan crumbled into
dust.
Then
something
happened, Ralph got stuck, he was making
a delivery
of
orange juice concentrate to a plant
in Calgary, Alberta. He would schedule his trip
so he would deliver the juice and then on the way to pick up apple
juice in Washington state he would spend his down time at the farm
and we would work like crazy, getting wood, fixing things and working
the garden. On his winter stop overs he would plow the driveway and
chop and split wood. When he parked the Tanker for this
visit a wicked winter storm blew in. We dragged the rig out of the
yard with the tractor after battling to get the tractor started in
the severe cold. I wasn't really that cold as it was a normal winter
storm to me but Ralph is a “Southern” boy!
This
adventure did get me to thinking though. I wondered about this
climate I lived in...could we really do what we wanted here? Was
there enough time in summer to grow the garden we would need to feed
us all year? Could we deal with the house and fix it as we could?
Dreams are well and good but sometimes reality knocks on the door and
says..take a hard look! I knew then making this place work was just a
dream...no matter how much we planned it was not going to work. The
farm had worked for me and my family for many years, but the new age
of agriculture had changed that with the destruction of small farms.
The climate was also a huge issue. It was a
big step, but I
decided to list the farm for sale. I think Ralph was worried that I
would regret selling this place I had grown up with, but
I
have not. As
to the
sale, it took a lot longer than we expected to sell the place but
it was
the right thing to do.
Now
we could get
to planning our next step. We decided
to
go south to a better, more
temperate
climate. We made
plans to buy land in
West
Virginia where Ralph was born and his family is still located. Now
dreams and plans could come together. We had
learned so much from our research. As we waited for the land to sell,
a lot of our plans had
changed or been modified (such as we are now looking at Kentucky.
West Virginia had too many problems with mineral rights.). New
ideas and realizations had surfaced. The
basic
dream is still there. Part of that dream is a good sized piece of
land with a mix of cropland and woods, some
good
flat areas to garden, an area for an orchard with fruit and nut
trees, perhaps a
pond for waterfowl, scrubby brush
for
the goats and pigs, a good house
(it doesn't have to be fancy, but
it
does have to be in good repair), and buildings that can be used as a
shop and/or barn.
We
plan
for all the contingencies we can think of and our plans are flexible
within our basic framework. We want to work at growing our own food.
This will
be good for us on so many levels: the food needs to be healthy and
drug and chemical free,
the physical exercise of doing the gardening, the handling of the
animals. The
mental
satisfaction of having something of our own that we are working on
together (of us just being together and talking), getting
back
to the rhythm of waking early in the mornings with
the
birds and going to bed at night tired and ready for sleep after a
long day of doing
things we need and want to do, and this is much
more
productive than buying a gym membership and walking on a
treadmill.
I
think the disconnect of growing food for your family and all that
that entails is
part of the decay of the world around us. Planning a garden is a
satisfying adventure that combines dreams of the taste of
summer tomatoes, and the actuality of eating those tomatoes. It
becomes an adventure that starts with the arrival of the first seed
catalog, to the sun warmed earth of spring, to the juice running down
your chin. Then the
final stage, using some of those
home grown tomatoes you
preserved in a sauce
for Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner. A cycle that starts again with
the arrival of the next years seed catalogs!
Making plans with
your husband or wife gives you both a sense or purpose and direction,
something to strive toward, together. If you have children or
grandchildren those shared times together become even more valuable.
The other part of life,
dreams allow you to look to the future and that keeps you more
positive, positive thinking has benefits of its own.
We
all need dreams, and we can all plan on working toward those dreams,
regardless of our ages. However,
we have to be honest with ourselves and be able to recognize
attainable and realistic dreams and not confuse them with pipe
dreams. I have learned so much as we have planned for our future and
I know there are still many things to do yet. I just know we have to
dream big but plan realistically and sometimes the two come together.
Ralph and I are so lucky to be able to walk this adventure together
and to be so blessed by God as we travel. He put Adam and Eve in the
garden and I often believe its why there is so much joy and peace in
our hearts as we work the land and pursue our life together.
God
Bless you all.
The old home place...in May!
We, too, have been thinking of pulling up stakes for a more temperate climate. Our growing season is 60 days (if we are lucky). It is hard to think of leaving after 20 years but your post has given me the kick in the pants we needed. We are getting on in years, but life is about the journey, right? The hardest part is actually making the decision to move. We are in that stage now,,,....we just don't know where we want to go. Water is the first consideration. Good tasting and plenty of it. Your post is always inspiring and full of good ideas and sound thinking. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteAhhhh water....one of the farms we looked had the best water ever...from a spring. However it failed on too many other levels. I still think of that water though. One thing I do miss a lot from my old place is the spring there!
ReplyDeleteYes deciding "Where" to go is the hard part. More temperate is nicer for "old" bones but it does mean more people. If there is anything we can do to help please let us know...I am good at research!
Oh I LOVED this story I knew there was Canadian in you. It takes one to know one. Good luck on those dreams it sounds like you have thought it all out very well. I do live on a farm we bought when we got married 35 years of hard labour, good times and love have gotten us this far but as we age this has been slowly taking its toll. I crave some warmth too. I admire your being able to make these decisions. Hug B
ReplyDeleteWinter had become more of a challenge...I do love the fact there are four seasons in Kentucky...distinct seasons. I was used to 8 months winter, 3 seconds of spring..a breif blast of summer then fall!
DeleteHere, in the high desert, the saying is: We have winter and July.
DeleteTimes do change and what once worked no longer does. As you get older, it's harder and harder to get the physical labor done you need to maintain a country place. On the other hand, I don't think I could ever live in a hive like an apartment, or condo.
ReplyDeleteYou might like New Mexico. Land is still cheap, water rights and such aren't a problem, and there are places like Bosque Farms or Cuba that are still largely agricultural.
We liked New Mexico very much but it did not suit our gardening needs, just the warmth needs! :)
DeleteI have been giving this subject a lot of thought recently. While I much prefer a colder climate, if I remain a single homesteader, I may have to rethink going north. I can't tell you how much I appreciate your and Ralph's sharing of all your wonderful research - and the clear, common sense way you both write about it.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the compliment and I understand how you feel about a colder climate. I do miss the cool nights of the old farm come mid-muggy July! Then we harvest a basket of tomatoes or work in warm rain and I know coming south was right for us. We try to use common sense as much as we can...and I know you use it all the time!
ReplyDeleteI am glad that I am able to visit your site!!
ReplyDeleteWonderful Post! Good luck with everything :)
Very interesting post. I love how you considered not only goals, but the best way to achieve them. Sounds like you have the willingness to make necessary changes whatever they are. I agree with you on how out of touch folks are, not only with their food but with reality. Taking steps like you are is a great example to others.
ReplyDeleteChange is not always easy, it can be daunting to move to new place but we all need to take a hard look at how we live and how modern foods are making us sick. We hope we can help people realize they can work toward dreams and to research things to learn more about healthy alternatives!
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