Not Farm Tough
Some people get ATVs. Some people get big TV’s. My new toy is not any of those. My new toy is able to enrich my life probably more than most things I could buy. My new toy is a big yard. It is my training ground to become farm tough.
I am still discovering the ways to use this new yard. Only about half of the 7 acres are maintained as far as landscape. The other half is a rented out farm field. For now, that is OK with me because I cannot keep up with all of the tasks to maintain about 3 acres of landscaped area. We moved in at the end of August and aside from the other moving tasks, after the first month we are still trying our best to get the yard in the state we want it in before winter. This has been an extraordinary task. We are building fences, killing weeds, removing dead plants, transplanting some plants from our old yard and on top of that spending 5 hours a week just mowing the lawn.
Also, we have gone from 0 pets to 1 puppy, 9 chickens and 3 ducks within the first two weeks in our new house. Over a month later they are all still alive! The cold came in quicker than expected leaving us scrambling to build a coop that would protect them. The chickens became more of a burden then expected and in hindsight it would have been much better to wait on them. But this is why we moved in. We wanted to experience new things. We wanted to do things we couldn’t in the city. That started with chickens.
I can’t remember how many days since we moved I have been physically exhausted at the end of the day. I think it was most of them though throughout the first month. I am not farm tough. I am not even close. But the good feeling that accompanies the soreness is greatly welcomed for someone who is a computer programmer by day.
Still Not Farm Tough
I realized how weak I am last weekend while assembling my kids swing set. I put the big heavy playhouse top on while it was laying down so I wouldn’t have to lift it up. This way, I just had to stand up the whole thing. It was heavier then I thought. My wife and I could barely budge it. Using a jack, a truck and some ratchet straps I thought I could outsmart it so I start rigging up a system to raise it with the jack and support it with ratchet straps on the truck. Of course this is the embarrassing moment with the farmer neighbor comes by and and sees that I need some help. I get a grip on the swing set along with him and his son. I don’t think I even helped them. That thing was up in place so quickly it may have even pulled me with it. They are farm tough.
I hope to be there some day but not now. I lack skills to keep animals. To grow food. I lack the strength to do many jobs. I may have a brain but the smart way is often the way that takes the most time. Farm tough saves a lot of time. I am working on it.