"You cannot legislate the poor into freedom by legislating the wealthy out of freedom. What one person receives without working for, another person must work for without receiving. The government cannot give to anybody anything that the government does not first take from somebody else. When half of the people get the idea that they do not have to work because the other half is going to take care of them, and when the other half gets the idea that it does no good to work because somebody else is going to get what they work for, that my dear friend, is about the end of any nation.

You cannot multiply wealth by dividing it."
Dr. Adrian Rogers 1931-2005
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Sunday, December 29, 2013

It seems like a lifetime ago

we bought the farm.   In truth we just began our seventh year the other day!   I am not sure what I really imagined would happen once we moved here.  I will confess that it has been far harder than I would have guessed and far more wonderful than I would have dreamed. 

We began our journey to simplicity as a result of a life changing event.  I am a firm believer in seeing the best of anything even when times are the bleakest.  The farm was us seeing the best for our family.  For anyone that doesn't live in the high desert, you may paint an image of a farm that is not fitting of our region.  When we bought this little place in the middle of nowhere...it was not a farm.  In fact, it wasn't really anything.  Correction~it was an eyesore, that was a rundown hole in the shrubs, mesquite, and cacti of southern New Mexico.  The property came with a few things: 1. It is in a zone considered a Colonia, 2. The previous owner was a collector of cats, and a maker of pottery that she then disposed of~everywhere.  3. The view to the east was one of the most spectacular views I had ever seen. 

We named our little place the Double Nickel Farm.  In humor more than anything else, as we bought a place that then left us without even two nickels to rub together!  

It was a crash course in homesteading.   We built pens from salvaged items, traded labor for farm animals and then learned on the ground floor how to care for all the animals.   We began gardening and then learning how to preserve the harvest.  We studied how to make everything as we are cash poor farm, but have brains that with a bit of dusting off, work pretty well.  

Now I make all of our cleaners~and they are organic, safe for the environment, and extremely LOW cost.  I make a good deal of our toiletries and the research into this arena opened my eyes to all of the chemicals that I had in our home before the farm, and how with making my own...how I have reduced this.  

I can make so many things from scratch.   We went from eating a good deal of processed foods to having very little processed foods in our diets.  

A large part of our home has been furnished by visits to the thrift store, antique stores, or on line yardsales.  Typing antique was fun, but in truth, antique stores have a good deal of items for very reasonable prices.  

We do not have cable/satellite television~and don't miss it.  I think we are on our sixth year of no television aside from DVD's...and it is wonderful.  

Our luxuries are few...the internet~out of Texas, cellphones shared with our kids(low cost when several are together...oh no land line),  and well that's it.  We do not have wiggle room to cut back as we don't really have much surplus.  

Since we have moved to the farm, we finally got another vehicle.   For anyone wondering~new for the farm family means a vehicle with 90,000 plus miles on it.    You see, on this journey, we no longer even know any Joneses, therefore keeping up with them no longer matters! 

Our family has grown up and pretty much moved on...from 2008 with the oldest entering the Army and serving in Afghanistan, to now having all of our sons in the community, one as a fireman, one as a hospital tech, and the other as a deputy sheriff.   It's crazy to realize that the journey that placed Bill and I on this path, very well placed our children on their paths too, as they learned such impressive work ethic over the past years, that they are an asset to any workplace.   Our baby turned 18 this year and so now, the journey of the Double Nickel Farm takes on an entirely new path.  The farm now is more and more a place where Bill and I work together for simple milestones to make the farm become the 'folks' house...where the kids and their loved ones venture out to have a break, family fun, and good food. 

I cannot imagine what another seven years will bring.  I cannot imagine where we would have ended up if we did not have the courage to leap into this life we have made for ourselves.  I am ever so thankful that we accepted that sometimes things happen as my life has been all the better because.