I wanted to give you an update on my moving, tentative relocation and the sale of my farm.
After a few months of looking at different situations, it turns out that the sale of my farm and a subsequent relocation would have been a right choice for my husband – but a wrong and regretful choice for me.
I just can’t do it.
That’s because I don’t want to be uprooted, nor do I care to abandon the life that I have made here nor the community and people I love. We have family considerations and obligations that I can’t ignore.
The bottom line is I’m not going anywhere.
I told my husband 6 weeks ago that he can move if he wants to – but I’m staying put.
At present we are making significant alterations and changes to our lives. I’ll be retiring from all commercial farming by the end of this year and sold my flock of sheep last month.
I’ll be 60 in a few weeks and I’m ready to slow down a little.
As far as I’m concerned, an old farm house, a big garden, an orchard and grapes; a few cows, some chickens and 74 acres is plenty for an old man and an old lady to care for.