Where did it come from...
My own back story is rather interesting. I grew up in suburbia, from the age of 3 in the same house. Despite a rather "standard" American upbringing, dirt is just in my blood. My mother is fairly earthy, she does a lot of hand crafts, and can rewire a light. She's always had a focus of thriftyness, but not excessively so as while growing up we didn't really need to be. She did always wash the ziplock bags until they had holes in them though!
I loved to play in the dirt as a kid, and was always outside. I loved horses, even though I had never been around them. I got into art, and they were almost always the focus of my drawings and sketches.
The most interesting memory though is that the age of 5 in kindergarten, we were asked what we wanted to be when we grew up. Frankly, I think this is a terrible thing to ask a kid that age, what do they know, really? But ask they did, and I answered 'farmer.' At the time, I didn't know what a 'horse trainer' was, and I just knew that horses lived on farms, and so I figured I wanted to be a farmer.

I always remembered that because I was a bit embarrassed to say it, and the other kids thought it was weird, of course. Years later, I recognized that I wanted to be involved with horses, and so 'farmer' probably wasn't as accurate as I thought.
But then we ended up here, and live around the horses, which is great, but then I found out about chickens. They're an absolute delight! And I've always had a love for animals, and so other things began to creep into my wish list... like cashmere goats, and alpacas (and the obligatory llama(s)!), and then we learned more about growing your own food, and why it is important to be sustainable, and now I realize that I never could have been more right at the age of 5 to say that I wanted to be a farmer.
We are slowly working towards our dream. It takes time to be able to make a change in our lives to really get out and move on our own. It doesn't help that he didn't really have any sort of plan or aspiration until he met me. Now we're both dreaming of it whole hog (pardon the pun), but didn't have the advantage of years of planning when we should have been. So now we are working hard to get ourselves organized and get our things in order so we can get out of here and into a space that is our own that we can do what we want with it. I am getting anxious to be out of here, so it is frustrating not to be able to make the change, but I know that I have a lot of learning to do, and so I try to be patient.
I just find it very amusing that I've ended up wanting to really farm when no on else in my family is like this in the least. I'm just an odd duck, always have been, and probably always will be. At least I've found more birds of a feather!
