From City Girl to Farmer in Just 12 Years

| 2/11/2014 8:52:00 AM

April FreemanI didn’t mean to become a farmer. It just sort of … accidentally happened!

I didn’t grow up on a farm.

I didn’t even grow up in a rural area. We had cats and dogs, and once a hamster, but I never even touched a cow until I was an adult.

How did it happen?

In late 2001, my husband and I moved onto a six-acre patch of ground upon which we had built our new home. The plan was to live in the house a couple years and then move again.

I was nervous about living there. Our neighbors were far away, and our house was 600 feet from the road. What if there was an emergency? What if someone broke in? It was awfully dark out here at night.

2/16/2014 9:12:47 AM

April, welcome to the GRIT blogging world. My life starting with country living but I was side tracked into the corporate cubicle world for 41 years. I really enjoyed my career but deep down I was still country at heart. Upon retirement my farm DNA surfaced and now I am an Urban farmer. I have four raised beds in my backyard with a rain water collected gravity feed watering system and a large inner city (3600 square feet) garden to grow things like sweet corn, squash, watermelons, and pumpkins. ***** Country living can indeed steal your heart and then there's no going back. Even my small 1/3 acre of land has become one with my life now and has my print on it. The neighbors in the inner city have become a part of my life as well as the neighbors where I live. ***** Have a great farm life day.