Chapter two of Tim Young’s new book, “The Accidental Farmers” delves deeper into their transition from the crazy city life that they lived before to the new life on the farm. In most ways I cannot relate to their experiences because even though I have for the most part only lived in town or at least within a community of people (I did spend two years working at a boarding school in the country), I have always been fairly connected to the country and in some small way the farming life. For me the move to the country was really just a culmination of my life dreams. Ever since I was a young kind I’ve always wanted to live in the country or out in wild as it were (there was a time when I wanted to be a park ranger). Even though I couldn’t relate on many levels I did appreciate Mr. Young’s honesty about just where they were coming from and why they felt led to leave.
What I can relate to is the optimistic picture he had of the farm when he was looking at it for the first time. Even though it was really just 70 plus acres of weeds and brush he looked at it and pictured what was possible. I often (even in the midst of frustration and doubt) look out over my farm and picture just what it could be. I picture the pastures thriving, the set-up perfect, the woods teeming with life, and me out there taking care of it all. I suppose if you can’t see that then you shouldn’t be out there trying to heal the land.
That’s just my 20 second review …for what it’s worth
