Work to Farm, Farm as Work

December 12, 2014

In addition to being new homesteaders and new parents, Scott and I both keep pretty consistent freelance work schedules.

Working from home with a baby rapidly learning how to move about the room, while there’s also animals to tend to (and during the summer months, a garden to care for)…can be daunting.

There are days like today where it’s too busy to find a minute for confirming that there’s flour in the house to make the biscuits to go with the lamb stew that’s been simmering all day. On these days, I fall victim to the old ways of trekking out to the store to load up on carbs (freshly made from our local bakery though) instead of maintaining my commitment to homegrown/homemade/homeways.

That’s ok.

It has to be ok, otherwise we’d throw in the towel, maybe not today but at some point. When the pressure’s on and there are priorities to juggle, sometimes things have to give. It’s not going to be Isla. It certainly won’t be the goats. And I wouldn’t expect that of clients.


Too much pressure and we’d give up. Not enough pressure and we’d surely become complacent.


We have big dreams, lofty goals and a limited number of seasons to accomplish it all. Which means we choose. Daily. Hourly. By the minute.

What’s a priority, what can wait. What needs to happen versus what we want to do.

Today wasn’t one of the good days where it all seems to fall into place in a blur of activity and motion. Today was a stressful one where I don’t quite know where the last twelve hours went. I do know much was accomplished. Not as much as we’d like, but much.

And that will have to do.




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