I so enjoy living in the country. It’s truly been a dream come true, and an answer to a prayer of years ago.
It’s a bit surreal being nestled in the woods, exposed daily to the swaying of towering trees, rustling of leaves, the humming of birds, buzzing of summer cicadas, and surrounded by such a vast array of wildlife.
I remember when I first saw this property, and stood at the edge of the driveway, looking down into the lush ravine of vegetation. The thought that came to mind was the “Garden of Eden”. It’s gorgeous land, but the majority of it is not usable, except for nature hikes. (Most of the land we own is woods, with deep ravines.) A few acres though, up by the road, are flat, and barren of trees. John and I have talked about one day getting livestock for this area. I consider that land our “prairie pasture”.
I LOVE reading the animal husbandry adventures over at The Prairie Homestead and those at The Peaceful Acres Farm. Maybe, just maybe, a couple years from now we’ll have a few of our projects buttoned up, a farm fence installed, a small barn or out-building erected, and all the fixin’s needed to raise a few goats or cows on our little patch of prairie pasture.
For the four years we’ve lived here, each year we let this pasture grow wild (and very tall). About twice a year, a neighbor stops by with a tractor and, over the course of a few days, creates bales out of the grass. He then gathers them up and carries them away to be used by nearby livestock. It’s a win-win. It’s that much less I have to mow, and they get two free bales of grass.
Maybe in two(?) years, our own little four-legged baby bovine (or goat) critters will be chewing on the fruit of this land.
This is part of the Homestead Barn Hop.