Oh, the dreams
When you grow up in the Dakota's, spend a lot of time on the farm in Minnesota, then decide its not cold enough there and go to college in Alaska, there are changes to get used to. When a job relocation moves you from the California desert to green, lush, West 'by God' Virginia, there is a bit of change to get used to.
I have lived, in my vagabond days, in several of these United States and loved each of them for what they offered.
When you believe that a +2,000 sq ft house for a family of 4 is too much and are determined to 'get something smaller', there is a bit of change to get used to.
When you enjoy gardening and eating the produce of your own effort, and prime land is priced out of site. While affordable land is rocky, mountainous, clayey soils that are shaded 10 hours of the day, there is a bit of change to get used to.
Am just trying to make it work.
I have lived, in my vagabond days, in several of these United States and loved each of them for what they offered.
When you believe that a +2,000 sq ft house for a family of 4 is too much and are determined to 'get something smaller', there is a bit of change to get used to.
When you enjoy gardening and eating the produce of your own effort, and prime land is priced out of site. While affordable land is rocky, mountainous, clayey soils that are shaded 10 hours of the day, there is a bit of change to get used to.
Am just trying to make it work.
