I’ve lived in a rural place for 13+ years now, but never would have considered myself a farmer until recently.
I was leaving a job after 8 years for a full time remote gig. My favorite IT tech said something along the line of “going to spend more time on your farm?”. I told him I didn’t really have a farm. He responded with “sure you do, you have chickens, dogs, cats and a garden. That’s a farm in my books”. I associated all those things with country living not a farm. A farm was 100 acres, with silos and cows, with tractors and hay bales.
But then I got rabbits for the kids. Saturday mornings as I did the chores for the animals and the garden I realized that I wasn’t a commercial farm operation, but I was some kind of farm.
Since accepting our small farm status I’ve learned so much about commercial farming. That not all farms are giant, some are only a few acres in size. Some only grow flowers. Some dabble in a bit of everything.
Now I have dreams of better using my small farm and maybe someday getting something bigger.
