Faith Farm

Ever have one of those days that just make you go.......Well, Hmmmm.   What to do now?  Thats how I feel tonight.  The gentleman that I get my alfalfa from decided to grow corn (go figure) so he tilled up the field.  Strike one---Then the family close to me that I get Bermuda hay from is not going to bale this year due to cost...understandable. Strike two.   But now I'm back to square one.  I'll have to drive further and pay more for this years hay.  I don't have the land or the right equipment to bale my own.  Every foot on this 10 acres is being used or going to be used for something.....HMMMMMM....Its a good thing I know God will help me out on this one cause right now all I got is ....Well, Hmmmm.  Something will come up.

OK on another note----My BF went to buy flour today...it went up by more than double in the last 2 months.  Let me tell ya---I think this is only the beginning.  I wish it wasn't but I think there is going to be alot of adapting and overcoming in the future.  I have no doubt that we will be able to meet our needs-I do wonder to what extent we will have to adapt to the different changes.  Its one thing to make less trips to town and conserve our resourses.  You have to ask yourself-with all thats going on --all the increases in costs--at what point will we have to make drastic changes in our lifestyle.  I am blessed to be able to meet the basic needs of our family on our homestead but we are far from living self-suffeciently and off the grid.  What seemed to be an extreme scenario only a few months ago is looking more and more possible.  What surprises me most about  all this is how rapidly it seems to be  spiraling downward.  I have to admit--it wouldn't have surprised me for terrorist to hack into our power grid and shut it all down in a second--or do some unspeakable thing to cause havoc.  Yes I went through a very creative imaginative stage of possibilities after 9/11, but in none of these imaginary scenarios did I ever think we would seriously be talking about  things falling apart the way they are.  So much for Shock and Awe-LOL.  Its kind of like pulling a bandade off really slowly.  Ouch--ouch-things are changing-ouch-ouch.  I don't know which way is easier.  Rip it off and feel the sting and get over it or pulling it off really slowly-pulling out each hair individually along the way.  Either way you have the same result, its just how you get there.  Am I ready for it?---well hmmmmm---in someways yes in some ways no.  Will we make it through whatever comes-Yes.   Will I have to change the way I do things? Probably.  Am I willing to live without electricity, computers, automatic washing machines, power equipment...you know all that stuff we use everyday...for an extended time?  Hmmmm-I'm willing, just not wanting to.  Will it get to that point?  I don't know.  But I do know that whatever comes we will adapt and find a rhythm and a peace and eventually a joy in what each day holds.  Its an odd thing to ponder....but not so far from reality.  Who would have ever thought it?  I guess our Grandparents (or Great Grandparents) did, huh?

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