I always thought I was born way after my time. When I was little I always dreamed of living like they did on Little House on The Prairie. I even started calling my father Pa and my mother Ma. I always wanted to live in a big farmhouse too.
Now that I'm all grown up, with a family of my own, I still want to live on a farm, and I still call my parents Ma and Pa. I want to own bees and collect my own honey and sell it in my country store that would be attached to the farmhouse where I would sell all my crafty stuff I would make. I want to make my own Jam and label them with funky labels and call them Pam's Jams
I want to make my own beeswax candles
I want to churn my own butter
and of course make my own bread, nothing smells as good as baking bread!
I also want to make my own soap and have a kitchen shelf FULL of essential oils to scent it with
I want a cow, because they are so stinking cute! Also to make butter, and cheese and ice cream. Oh My! And so my family wouldn't have to drink crappy store milk full of hormones and antibiotics and God only knows what else
I want goats! Just because, well just because I think they are adorable that's why. I mean seriously look at this little guy!
I want chickens so we can have fresh eggs, they would free range all day and occasionally 1 would end up on the dinner table, but my husband would have to deal with that, I'm not that much of a farmgirl lol
I want to can all my own food for the winter, so I know what's in it and what's not in it. I am starting to not even believe the organic claims in the grocery store. I also can't afford to buy all that so-called organic stuff. I want a GINORMOUS garden, with every veggie God ever created growing in it, and fruit orchards as far as they eye can see and tons of colorful flowers. I would also make all my children's clothes. I should have been born long long ago I think.