2016 the year of the farm





I guess you may have noticed it’s been rather quiet around these parts of late… life gets busy in the lead up to Christmas doesn’t it? For me it was busy not only with Christmas preparations, but also with dreams coming true. You see exactly 5 weeks before Christmas eve we found ‘the one’… that little house on a couple of acres we’ve been dreaming of for years. It was a bit of a surprise to be honest as we weren’t at the serious looking stage yet… still researching for the most part and only checking out properties that really caught our eye. And then, BANG! when you least expect it – you find it. ‘The one’ that ticks all your boxes and then some… boxes that weren’t even on your bonus box list. I think I was there 5 minutes before that overwhelming feeling of destiny swallowed me whole. I was gobsmacked at what we’d found and couldn’t believe our luck. It was perfect!

I still can’t quite believe it’s happened… it all moved so fast. Within two days of first seeing ‘the one’ – we bought it, and 16 days later our house was sold. During those 16 crazy days we jumped for joy, crammed a few years maintenance work into our home, said ‘OMG we bought a farm’ 50 times a day, listed our home and sold her. It was nuts! And wonderful! And exhausting! And easy! It made us feel so incredibly sure that we were on the right path. Which is lucky ‘cos it’s pretty darn scary leaving your home of nearly 20 years and moving to the country to start a whole new life. And then there are the trade offs too, as is only natural. I will no longer be 5 minutes drive from most of my family… this is by far the toughest trade off of them all as I’ve ALWAYS been 5 minutes from my family *sniff*. And I will be commuting a decent trip to and from work for a few years. We’ve got a number of things to do to the farm to achieve our semi self sufficient plan before I can think about not working. I know the 3 hours travel a day will be a struggle at times, but I’m sure it will be worth it… eventually.

As this first day of 2016 unfolds, our excitement for the future is palpable… We’ve plans to start packing things into boxes and sketching out garden designs for the farm, where the collection of existing fruit trees can be expanded, where the chookhouse might go, where the veggie gardens will go, which fields will be sectioned off for animals and which ones for growing, and how we can rotate some of those spaces. We have much to learn… but today I just can’t get my head out of the clouds, imagining us sitting on the verandah and watching the sun go down in the huge big expanse of sky, over the rolling green hills dotted with our neighbours cows and sheep. I know there’ll be back breaking hard working long days too, but for now I am dreaming of the beautiful sweet moments that await us in 2016… the year of the farm… the year of our farm… the year of our dream.

May 2016 be the year of your dreams… and filled with peace, love & harmony x

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6 thoughts on “2016 the year of the farm

  1. Congratulations! The farm is amazing! Me and my husband also dream of living on a farm and we are also looking for our perfect place. For now we’ve found two places that are very nice and it is possible that we will soon move to our new house and the farm. I love being outdoors and to have the peace and quiet of a farm life. Animals are wonderful to spend time with, I think! I can’t wait for the time when we will move to our dream house! Thanks for sharing! The photos are wonderful!

Thank you for stopping by and taking the time to comment, I really appreciate it and do hope you enjoyed your visit. In Peace Love & Harmony Little White Dove x

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