Taking a piece of the desert and converting it to a farm is far from easy. In fact, I am willing to admit that it is back breaking work that seems to have no end. Every out building, every pen, every coop, every garden bed, every fence came from the sweat of each and every member of the family.
It is hard work. Who knew sheep pooped all day long? Who knew that you need to trim the hooves and shear the wool of the sheep? Well who really thinks of these things if they live a typical American life. Who knew that putting a fence up with little money would be so taxing? Who knew that thorns in the desert magically land on you even if you are yards from the thorn bush?
Who knew that chickens squawk all day long? I thought roosters only crowed in the morning~well shoot that one down, as they crow all the time! Who knew that being hen pecked was more than a saying. And the pecking order is very real~
Who knew that flies are why there is an f in the word farm? Flies are everywhere. Every method of fly eradication known to man has been tried here on the Double Nickel. Who knew that flash flooding would destroy and entire year of hard work? Who knew that coyotes would come to the farm and consider it their personal buffet line? Who really believed that Javelina's would become a menace to the animals? Who would have believed a skunk would back spray a family member?
Who knew that this many rattlesnakes existed? It is almost as if they all live in a 5 mile perimeter around the farm!
Who knew to eat organic meant that you would have to have animals you raised, butchered? This was a hard thing to adapt to. Who knew that preserving the foods you grow would be so grueling? Who knew that hanging clothes on the clothesline would be so hard...I mean it used to be so easy in town with a yard and a clothesline just off the door. Here each and every load, dried on the line, takes up a good portion of the day, and to be honest it is hard.
Who knew all these things? Well those who have walked before us. Those that left everything to come to a plot of land they could call their own. Pioneer stock that made this nation what it was, because they became the innovators. They took an idea and tweaked it to become their own. Truth was they did so to make their lives easy.
Who knew it would be so amazing to come up with ideas to save time or money or both? Who knew that learning animal husbandry would be so interesting? Who knew that by moving to the farm, and eating the foods from here would actually make me more healthy? Who would have guessed that frugalness comes from effort exerted to gain items. I find I am far more frugal as I really appreciate the effort to acquire things.
Well as hard of work as it is, at the close of the day, it is absolutely an idyllic life. It is like the Little House on the Prairie series. One becomes fiercely independent on their own land with the sweat of their own dripped upon its soil. It is idyllic to look from one corner of the land to the other and appreciate that it is yours alone.
It is idyllic to sit on the porch and look to the sunrise and inhale in the sheer beauty that the Lord has provided. It is idyllic to be taken in by a Pyrrhuloxia sips a drink from a water trough. It is idyllic to see a lamb suckle its momma. It is idyllic to walk by the pens side by side with your spouse of 23 years and take in that this is real.
The problem is that many people think that just by breathing that they are exempt from work and the reality of life. We have been raising generations of children that get everything from the cradle to the grave and they do not even realize where anything comes from.
The problem with our economy is tragic and very real. It is not a decade away from repair but may actually be unrepairable because we as a nation do not realize that we cannot spend our way out, but instead must take drastic measures. This means that each and every American must take these same drastic measures. We should look back to a time that was considered simple~ and duplicate the example earlier generations of Americans set. We should pay off debt, and not strive to accumulate for the simple reason to have, but to own only what we pay for and save for anything else.
I have been a part of this problem. I was raised in the Midwest. I was raised in the 80's. I was raised in a time where ME, MYSELF, AND I became all that mattered. I have slowly been rejecting that for a simple life that is indeed idyllic. Easy? No, yet would I change anything? Not for any amount of money.