Homestead- why?

we have started to talk about moving as when rather than if which is exciting. We have had a few clashes when he said he didnt care about interior design then ruled out my design. Apparently he likes simple things like white vanities in the bathroom which i absolutley hate white and prefer wood.

The other thing we briefly talked about (he never wants to talk about it, like it will just materialise) is what we would actually do with a farm. We have 100acres we need more than a few garden beds. I want chickens for sure. Then what? I have no idea how to look after livestock. My family are in sheep so we can get some of those easily, probably for eating as we dont know how to sheer. Cows? Pigs? What do you actually do with them? Then i thought maybe a milk cow. Fresh milk, but that also means we have to have someone milk her if we are away, and keep her in calf which means a bull too. 

The whole idea is actually really terrifying to me. But its something i have always wanted so i am just shoving the terror away and gripping the idea of being a farmer instead. 

So why do it at all? Well i hate the idea that as a society we have become 100% reliant on shops to keep us alive. Think about it, food, clothing, power, water. Everything is suplied by someone else. Why not have some self reliance so that we dont have to pay through the teeth just to live? Is it so hard to live off watertanks, or grow your own food? Really i dont think it can be that hard to practice a little self reliance so that i dont have to work in an office until im 60 just to afford to live. 

Im starting to practice this at home. I dug out this garden bed last weekend it will house pumpkins and potatoes amoung other things. Heres to feeding yourself! 

   

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