Years ago I used to read books about food forests and wish for more land, more time, more money to set up the gardens… I was missing the point. There was enough in my life already – seeds to save from the vegie scraps, green waste to compost, a plethora of books in the library and kind-hearted neighbours to learn from and swap seeds and produce. And so the garden grew.
And it grew onto a spare block of land next to our house. And materials were recycled and we waited until the things we needed came our way. And the garden kept growing – big, abundant patches of food plants, chickens for eggs, entertainment and fertilising manure, fruiting trees and vines, rainwater tanks, a roadside stall to make a little pocket money from the excess… And it rarely seemed like work.
Then it came time to move. We’ve come to the perfect place to create the food forest, and have one hundred times the skills we had back in the days of wishing for more, more, more. There is a season for everything in life, after all.
2 comments:
That there is Belinda, we just need to keep remind ourselves at times...at least I do lol
Blessings:)
I can relate to this bel...Ive come to realise that lusting after a large plot of land is not necessarily the answer for my family. Its making the most of what we already have.
much love to you and your lot...your blog is looking great :D
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