I have a small place, big yard, long commute. I drive 45 minutes to Cape Elizabeth & get to barrel through Portland. Whoo. I am ready to give some PSAs on driving after a swing down State St. I get funny looks from all of my friends about where I live, how I live - the ducks seem to tip the scales from "kooky" to "whacked" for a lot of folks. (Silly.)
But I come home to peace & mostly quiet. A spot to hang my hammock & watch the critters run around. I have room enough for my sewing table, a spinning wheel and to do the things I love. None of the neighbors complain about our friends & their banjos, and they even come over & ask me to let the ducks & chickens free range. "We miss them," they said to me the other day.
I can grow veggies and sing as loud as I want in my garden. I drive 15-30 minutes for shopping, which is fine because I am not a huge fan of shopping.
I lived in NYC for college. That was more than enough city dwelling for this gal. After college I moved out to Boulder, Co. I rented a place in town, but spent most of my time in my tent in the foothills around Boulder & would go to my house to shower, or on days I felt like cooking a big dinner - then back out to my quiet tent site on a mountain side. After 2 years I stopped renting & just lived in the woods.
I like being close(ish) to a place where I can see live music, take the kids to cultural events, socialize in the rare moments I feel like socializing. I only like it when I have a hermitage to run to. My mind needs trees & grass, flowers & bugs. My heart needs room to roam.
There are trade-offs to living out here, but my kids get to be a little bit sheltered from our helter-skelter reality & I get some truly blissful moments watching the bluebird at the feeders, or seeing the ducks swim in a vernal pool. Or the other day - when I heard a weird barking type sound & looked out to see a flock of turkeys around the chicken pen. They were all chattering away to one another for almost 2 hours. I just sat out there watching. After a while the turkeys came up & made a loop of the bird feeders. I think the chickens told them about all their favorite places to forage.
I wouldn't trade my small house, big yard for anything else - except maybe a bigger yard. I want to expand to having more Angora rabbits and maybe a mini cow. Would be nice to do my own pig. I love to cure my own meats.
I could do that stuff here where I am, we have a "lifetime lease" but I am not in love with the house, and so I hate to invest much more into temporary coops/a barn for much more than what I have going on now.
I would LOVE to move to Bowdoinham. What a cool, little town. My band mates live there & there is just something about it...