We started our farm when the girls were young teenagers. They spent hours in the chicken coop with the new chicks, cooing to and naming them. Tempers would flare and they would take their own time out among the soft chirping and fresh straw. My youngest daughter and I (along with dad and Reed) have plans to go in on a farm together in the next few years. We dream of two houses, one land, a barn, a large community plot of garden, animals, greenhouses, a view. A Farm Air B&B, hot farm fresh breakfasts, coffee on the porch. A small restaurant on site to serve high end dinners with a set menu with room for four couples a night.
But right now, everyone is busy. The kids have their own lives. So, it was incredible to see them all show up at the front door in the un-forecasted snow to help us create a functional farm back yard. We certainly could not have done it by ourselves and our gratitude is overwhelming!
We live on one third of an acre. We have fourteen chickens and a very large dog. Our eighteen month old Great Pyrenees doesn’t require a lot of room for running (he spends most of his days sleeping under the elm trees in the dirt or on the pink futon in the living room (which is covered in dirt). I have a lot of room for the chickens but wanted to increase their yard to reach the piles of branches so they could play and have more space to roam.
I also desired a greenhouse which I received last week as an early birthday present from my friend Tina. This would require a fenced in separate yard to increase my garden space, and keep the puppy out. This space will end up having a pond and waterfall with a tea ceremony setting.
Doug purchased a shed to house all of our yard items and tools and try to make sense of our back porch which has become overwhelmed with debris, broken chairs, tables, tools, and market items.
These things came in a million, zillion pieces. A roll of field fencing to top it all off. And two not-so-handy parents. Enter the children riding in like heroes to our farm story.
My beautiful granddaughter, Maryjane’s dad came. Bret is amazing and he will always be one of my kids. He helped Doug build the shed.
Emily’s long time boyfriend Reed (Ayla’s daddy) and I started on the greenhouse. It got incredibly complicated and when Jacob (Shyanne’s long time boyfriend) showed up, he took my place. They got it built and it is perfect!
Doug and Shyanne and Bret then started on the fencing and quickly got two areas partitioned off.
Six cold hours later we took the kids out for sushi to celebrate Reed’s birthday and to thank them for helping us make the next phase of our farm dreams come true. This little urban farm sure has lots of space and opportunity. But it always feels more like home when the kids are here.