These are my pictures from yesterday. I'm officially labeling these as the "before" pictures. My goal is to develop this entire yard into an urban farm. I'm slowly making decisions and mapping out where things will be. First on the list is to get rid of that beautiful maple in the backyard. It's gorgeous, but I'll never have a garden with that huge tree shading everything. I've already talked with tree removal people. We're going to have so much firewood!
I want this blog to be a discussion of the ins and outs of an urban homestead. I feel like we were doing pretty good down at the old place, until the moving process started. Now it is time to start all fresh. I've learned a lot from doing this all before and this time I'm going to do things a bit differently (but mainly the same). This year is going to be a rebuilding year. I think it'll be interesting to document the changes. First off is to get "before" photos and then start moving forward on the the homestead. This is a great place to have an urban homestead. I even found a STORE that sells things especially to people like me! I'll be able to buy my city chickens as soon as I'm feeling ready (which won't be until next year, but, hey! I found a place to buy small quantities of chicks).
Well, most of the house is unpacked. All this STUFF. Who in their right minds needs all this stuff? Yet, while we were living with all our stuff packed up, I was constantly looking for this and that. Now I can find scissors, forms, books, etc. We found the muffin pan and the scented oils and my yarns. I can find stuff,now.
We're here! I have so much work to do. Frankie-Jeff is getting used to the backyard. She hid in the bunny-house the entire first day, but now she's investigating the yard. I'm looking forward to turning this place into an urban homestead, but I've got a ton of work before that even begins. First we need to unpack! So far the living room looks like a living room. The kitchen is pretty much useable (I even ran a dishwasher for the first time in my life). The bedroom are set up. Nothing is on the walls and the garage is full of unopened boxes, but it already feels a bit like a home. When Randall was here by himself it always felt like an empty box.