Sunday, April 19, 2009


I have a dream. I have a dream that one day me and Hubby will be able to live off of our farm. I know I already live here. I'm talking about homesteading. Actually LIVING off of our farm. Anything that we would ever need to live, we could get here. No longer being dependent on Krogers or Wal-mart to live day to day. Having enough food canned every year to last us the whole year or more. Vegetables from the garden, fruit from an orchard, meat from our cattle or deer and turkeys that Hubby gets in the fall. That is my dream.

Now I don't know everything about homesteading, but by reading books, checking the Internet, and talking to older folk about how they used to do it, ( that's my favorite thing to do) I'm gonna homestead.

I think homesteading is a lost art. We, people in general, depend too much on the outside world for our everyday items. I told my sister( Baby Sis) that when she was looking for her new house, that it should have a place for a garden. She said," Why? Krogers is just down the block." Sheeeeesh. I love her anyway. Guess I'll have to plant enough garden for her too. I'll take care of you Baby Sis! I promise!

One of my favorite things about homesteading, is telling people that you want to homestead. I like to keep a mental scrapbook of all the weird looks that I get when I tell people that I'm trying to homestead. There's the questioning look, drawing the eyebrows together and tilting the head to the side just slightly. They have no idea what homesteading is. There's the, raising one eyebrow and tilting the head toward you look, that says," Are you kidding me." Baby Sis fits in that category. There is the, smile and and raise the eyebrow look, that says'" Oh okay, just tell me when you get done playing, we'll go out for pizza, watch a movie, and then go to the mall." But my favorite one, is the all knowing smiles and nods of the head that say," I know where your coming from sister." I love thoses. They understand what there is to being dedicated in something that you truly believe in and love. They understand what work goes into making sure your family is taken care of in this time when all the food you get at the grocery store is contaminated with chemicals. They are the ones who will go out of their way to help you in anyway they can. These are also the ones that I want to call friends.

So if anyone out there in Blog Land can give a small farm girl some advise about starting homesteading, feel free to lend it. I will listen. I promise.

So for now,

Small Farm Girl, Homesteader

1 comment:

Kelle said...

Hello, I'm just getting around to looking at my followers blogs. I love yours! I completely understand the mental pictures you have, I have them too! My own parents and my inlaws think Dh and I are nuts. My parents just don't get it and they should, they live here on our property. It's frustrating when I try to grow produce for them, yet my Dad would rather go to Costco and buy potatoes, carrots, squash, etc..., which we have in our root cellar and they know it.

Honestly as far as our food goes, we're probably 95% sufficient. We still need some personal hygiene items, TP and we are obligated to purchase grain( which we grind and mix into feed for our chickens, turkeys and dairy cows when they are fresh.)

If you'd like you can email me at kvent1729@imt.net. I'm always looking for a snail mail friend. Since we don't watch TV we use evenings to read, write letters, go on internet, and work on crafts.
Thanks for adding our blog to your list of favorites.

Blessings from,
The Never Done Farm