Why blog? I think it's a way to capture the craziness that is my life. I really want no followers/fans/fools that look forward to my next entry. I don't want to create a forum for deep thoughtful discussions that will solve the worlds problems. My span of control expands and contracts on a moment notice. I'll elaborate on my changing span of control with real life specific examples. These real life examples are a source entertainment/morbid curiosity for my friends and family. The path that led me to farming and the daily trials and tribulations is a great story I hope my children will share with their children.
It's 2008 the housing market has started its free fall. We are upside down on the house/McMansion/pig we purchase in 2006. The bank owned 17 acre property with a fixer upper small house has accepted our offer. My wife has led us to a pig farm. Did I mention that neither my wife or I have ever been in the presents of a live pig. We are about to buy 17 acres, what the, hell time to fill it with animals, right? I feel very overwhelmed as take inventory of the electric fence, automatic water supply and shelter which I will have to provide if we decide to buy any pigs. My wife looks thoughtfully for a while and proclaims, "We will take five of the little ones and that pregnant sow please and can my husband help you castrate the little ones.......".
