Dreaming

Sometimes the worst is the not knowing.  No matter how bad I want this re-start for my family, when you are renting and living pretty close to the bone, dreams of even a small scale homestead can just seem to far away to grasp.

I have read just about all I can read.  I have scoured the internet for information.  I ask questions of those with experience.  My daughter joined 4-H, and takes riding lessons, and while she is doing her thing, I am peppering the families with farms with questions.

We have built an awesome coop.  Because my ex-husband doesn't pay his child support, times are tight, and I am afraid that getting chickens for it will take longer than I hoped.  But on the bright side, my dreaming companion Shawn, had a vision of scrap lumber, and at the very least, we have an amazing coop, awaiting occupants.

 The garden is in, thanks to a borrowed tractor.  The soil is in great shape, it is behind the barn, where for several years, the field was used as cow pasture.  The weeds are a pain in the butt to say the least, though.  It was pasture grass, and that is pretty hardy stuff.  Despite being plowed under 5 times, it is making a come back!