My husband always says “Happy Wife, Happy Life”. It’s taken my lifetime to land here. I don’t have any farming background at all. I grew up in the suburbs of Ohio, living on diet Coke and hamburger helper. I couldn’t wait to leave home, so I joined the Army at the age of 17. That’s where I met my husband – it was love at first site and we were married after dating less than a month. 26+ years ago. Soon I was pregnant and I left the Army to be an Army wife and mother. We raised two amazing sons as we traveled the world with the Army. During that time I climbed the corporate ladder. Twice. As a computer geek, and as an interior designer. Both times reaching 6 figure salaries. But it didn’t make me happy. About 5 years ago I started reading about farming and homesteading. My little sister in Ohio started an Organic chicken farm. I visited friends who lived in the country with goats, and pigs, and sheep. I felt at peace there. I was happy there. I knew that is where my life needed to go. So when the Happy Husband retired from the Army and we moved to the Central Savannah River Area (CSRA) in August of 2015, he made my dreams come true and bought me a farm!
Our little paradise of just under 40 acres includes an orchard of about 100 mature pecan trees, a large pond with fish and a handful of fruit trees. We have grown the farm to include a large garden, chickens, guinea fowl, and some dairy goats. I remember the day we looked at this place. We were out searching for our new home with our Realtor. This was the last place we had time to look at on my house hunting trip before I headed back to Arizona. We spent 5 minutes walking through the house, and about an hour walking the land. Happy Husband looked at me and asked what I thought. I simply said “I am home”.
Our future goal is to create a farm that will continue to provide when we are gone. We use organic methods and consider long term impacts on the land when building or planting. This often means a lot more work on our part, but we feel good about it in our hearts. We’ve learned that farming relies a lot on faith. We plan for the worst and pray for the best. And even when bad things happen, there is usually a way to use it to the advantage of the farm and the community. Always looking for the positive.