I often wonder if industrial farmers have as many adventures and as much excitement as I do here on our tiny little farm. What a crazy time!
Maybe it’s because I have a two year old to provide me with a daily dose of perspective on life, or maybe my life is just a bit sillier than others . . . but either way it seems there is always something bizarre or beautiful happening around here.
I drove through my old neighbourhood yesterday on my way to a meeting downtown. Popped into my favourite bakery with the boy for our old regular treat, a french eclair.
The pangs of homesickness caught me by surprise. I can’t believe how much I miss it.
I’m calling on all my online girlfriends, farm gals, bloggers, readers, urban farmers, renegade homemakers and anyone out there who values local food, real food, saving farmland, heck – if you just like to eat, these folks need and deserve your help!
Please help me spread the word about an amazing group of people from a little town called Sooke (pronounced SOOOOOk, not Suk) outside of my hometown on Southern Vancouver Island who are trying to save a large tract of endangered farmland from development and turn it into a thriving farm cooperative and eco-village.
For those of you who aren’t familiar, Vancouver Island is a gorgeous island off the southern west coast of Canada, just north of Washington State. It features beautiful, rugged coastline, old growth forests and a temperate climate that makes it lovely for farming. Sooke is growing fast and this swath of farmland needs our help to be saved.
As a young mum who has just bought a farm (much smaller than this one), I can tell you it is an insurmountable financial challenge for many families. Land in our neck of the woods is highly sought after and the prices reflect that, even for farmland. These folks are facing that challenge by joining together to create opportunity and a legacy for their community at large. I think that deserves our support.
The farm will cost 1.6 million dollars to purchase. They need to raise $35,000 in order to secure the farm. They’ve already raised nearly $15,000 but they have a long way to go, and not much time left to do it.
We have been on the farm for two full months now. Already I know my neighbours better than I did in the city.
It makes me want to sing from the roof of the barn. Hallelujah! AHHHHH!!
It has occurred to me very quickly living out here in the sticks:
For the last five years or so I’ve struggled to be a homesteader in the city.
Wrestling to put by hundreds of pounds of tomatoes with only two hands, having to buy all our own equipment, working double-time to run the house while pregnant, chasing children, facing a mammoth to-do list come planting and harvest time, and on and on and on.
I’ve realized since living here; this lifestyle isn’t conducive to the modern, isolated individual model of “community”. It just doesn’t work.