Do I really want a hobby farm? My husband and I go back and forth on the idea constantly. It’s particularly been on my brain as we begin planning for the 2018 year.
When we first bought this property, we drew out graphs of how we’d utilize the land. We’d have chickens here and play ground equipment there. We’d grow fruits and veggies and spend hours of our time wandering with the kids. What we conveniently forgot to imagine is the cost and time involved with such dreams.
We started small. We got a dog. We love her to bits and are so glad we’re past that frustrating and demanding puppy stage. She’s work, yes. But she also protects us and provides us with a lot of love and joy.
Next we installed a fence around the top half of our yard. No lie, the cost of that barricade between us and the forest still makes me want to cry. I know it was worth the investment, because I no longer worry about a bear charging me while my back is turned. That’s a real plus in my daily life.
We’ve purchased wood for garden beds, lamp posts to light up the darkness, and dirt and gravel to even out the ground. We’ve paid for well water filters and mouse detective killers. There always something to be something that needs to be done, and the more land you have, the more surface area you have to maintain.
So the question is, do we really want a hobby farm? Do we embrace the land and put it to get use? We already have extensive plans to expand our veggie garden for the coming year. But do we otherwise simply enjoy the quiet solitude the acreage brings?
We could get chickens and goats and a pony. We could invest in more fencing, animal feed, and spend our time harvesting eggs. But do we want that?
The kids would love it! I think it’s the kind of life all children would enjoy. And it sure beats sitting inside playing video games all day. Fresh air, hard work, and a sense of obligation and responsibility is a good thing. But at the end of the day, it’s the adults who are taking on the real work load and financial bits.
I don’t know if we’re ready to take that plunge. I don’t know if I’m ready to commit to that kind of lifestyle. And what happens when we travel? I don’t know. How do you know?
What would you do if you had a few acres of land?