Being back on the farm this past week reminded me of how the country never left my soul and now that I'm an urban homesteader that country spirit lives on in all I do. In a way I feel like I have my own mini farm where I use the same skills I did then, only differently. It's as close to country as I can get and I love that.
How about you - where are your beginnings, your roots? Where did your desire to urban homestead begin?
The apple orchard. I used to water these trees when they were mere babes.
Sheep on the farm.
Llama and "Buster" the alpaca.
My daughter swinging on the same rope swing I used as a kid.
Justin loved running along the creek near the bog which used to be a working cranberry bog.