When I was 15 my parents moved to a large piece of land that was mostly woods and pasture. I had never lived in the country until then and I took to gallivanting about, looking for plants, discovering flowers I never knew existed and looking up the Native American uses for them.
My mother let me plant an herb garden and from there, my love of growing things took over, my thoughts of how to use what I grew took a back seat all through college as I earned my degree.
Finally after a long hiatus away from my midwestern roots, I came back and rediscovered my love of not just growing things, but using them for the benefit of myself and others. I met my now husband in 2008 and within the first few weeks of knowing him, we discovered we both believed that life was meant to be simpler. We both loved to make things as far back in the process as possible. The dream of a self-sufficient life was born.
Living a life entirely dependent on the land is possible. We tend to forget that, before commercial agriculture, everyone survived by tending their own land. 'Organic' meant fresh out of the garden in the back yard, not pre-fab, pre-packaged, pre-whatever in cardboard on the supermarket shelf.
Come along on our journey as we try to live out our big dream. If your dreams don't scare you, then they aren't big enough.