wannabe farmgirl

I want to live on a farm.  It's a dream I've had for a while now, and it's something I think about every day.  I want a farm so bad, it makes me cry.  Yup, I've got it bad!  Brad and I frequently talk about our plans for the farm, like it's just a matter of time.  In reality it'll be years until it's even remotely possible...  Especially since we have debts to pay and money to save for the type of property I have in mind.  You see, I want at least five acres.  Ten acres would be ideal, and anything over ten would be icing on the cake.  I need space to breathe here, and the kids need a place to run.  And just what will be on this farm?  Well, let me tell you!
  • 2 boarder collies
  • 2 barn cats
  • 3 pigs
  • 12 chickens
  • 3 pygmy goats  OR 10 angora goats
  • 10 alpacas, maybe
  • 1 mini dexter cow, maybe
  • beehive(s)
  • kitchen/pottager garden
  • flower garden
  • fruit trees
My dream-dream would be to have my own little fiber shop, with beautiful yarn made from the mohair and/or fleece from our goats and/or alpacas.  And then Elsie and I could run a flower stand at the local farmer's market, and Will could either sell puppies or piglets on the side.

There's a reason why I call myself {B}dreamy!  I'm just a "little" girl with big dreams ;)  And I'm lucky enough to have a husband who shares those dreams.  I guess we'll just have to wait and see where those dreams will take us.  *B


  1. So cool! You just need to find another family to share the 10 acres with who can help you work the farm and split the cost of the land.

  2. (I sang that animal list to the tune of The 12 Days of Christmas.)
    You must have inherited something through my bloodline. Aaaah, the smell of manure! Wait, that wasn't something I liked....


You're currently in the process of making my day. So thanks for that! *B