Why Move to the Country

| 8/26/2013 11:21:00 AM

Tags: Country Living, Farming, Ranching, Ranch Living, Farm Living, Livestock, Boer Goats, Kinder Goats, Chickens, Moving, Grandparents, Nana,

NanaHello, I'm Nana, and I live with Grandpa in the country on a little piece of land I call Nana's Ranch. Because I've only lived here full-time for a little more than a year, a lot of my blogs will be about discovery and overcoming things I never envisioned possible.

How did we end up in the country?

My husband and I moved from our beach house in Central California to our country property when we got tired of coastal fog and cold summer days. The transition was easy; it was something we had been looking forward to since we bought 20 acres in rural California ten years ago. Weekend visits throughout the years gave us time to put in electricity, a well, a water storage tank, an orchard of fruit and nut trees, fences, a bunkhouse, a pond, and a good sized chicken coop with a fenced yard.

On one trip back to the coast after a weekend visit to the ranch, Grandpa bought a two-month-old orphaned Boer doeling. She was on my lap, wrapped in a comforter, the entire three hour drive home. I didn't know what we were going to do with her in our little cul-de-sac yard, and it turns out, neither did Grandpa! We built a fence around an extra large Dogloo, and she happily ate alfalfa and grain and played with our Catahoula. I took her for walks on a leash, and we even took her to the dog park so she could run, play, and cause a stir.

It wasn't long before little Bordeaux was jumping out of her pen and into our yard. She liked the ferns and Swiss chard very much. She also liked harassing the chickens. You see, even though I lived in town, I had chickens. At the time, I had a flock of Bantam Silkies and a handful of dual purpose hens for egg production. I sold baby chicks at the pet store, pullets to others wanting to start a flock, and eggs to a few regular customers. Roosters were donated to the local zoo when neighbors complained about their noise. Now that we're at the ranch, Bordeaux has goat friends, we have grown our chicken flock, added more fowl creatures, and we have equines.

One of our rescue donkeys, Guillermo, is a sweet boy who loves hugs, scratches, and treats.

7/31/2015 10:35:35 AM

I was born and raised in Santa Minica moved to Nevada (dum idea) and now want to go back to California to retire. Can I ask where your little farm is ? I was looking in Coursegold Ca at one time . Thank you for sharing your stories I have a few to tell as well, remind me about me Nubian goats :) Have a great day! Terey

8/28/2013 11:03:07 AM

Well, 2 new bloggers...you are Nana and I am Nina...pretty cool huh? I am going to love comparing notes. The differences our locations play in our new country life style experiences. Although I am a newbie myself, welcome!!

8/27/2013 9:28:07 PM

Nana, welcome to Capper's blogging community. Sounds like you are on a special journey. One thing that I've learned with my journey in city gardening is that unless an idea is tried, it will never be known if it works. I make mistakes every year but it's part of the gardening experience. I have two gardens. One is in my backyard for fresh dining pleasure during the summer months and another bigger garden about 20 minutes from my house that's being developed for food storage and giving away. I'm really looking forward to read more about your transistion from city to country living. Have a great homestead day.

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