Changes Don’t Wait for the New Year
From the beginning bit by bit SlowMoneyFarm has grown – still very small but grown from an idea. We get used to speedbumps. Then comes a pothole. Sink hole. Going forward it’s just me and Connor – Scoutman is bowing out to follow other personal interests. That leaves a gap in income and in skills here, but with support through a major transition we’ll survive. We’ve had the luxury of the last few years being able to expand with outside income. That is now gone.
Merry Christmas! It won’t be this year. It’s all focus on getting the greenhouse up, getting materials for raised beds up, getting fencing up and getting rolling so that we have income. There have been some things happening – listed with Credibles, which is an advanced purchase/investment that gives 10-15% extra to those participating. Also a gofundme was started, but needs some attention to reach goal for the first phase. Of course the website is another option, as is the direct purchase on Facebook.
It’s overwhelming in a way – there isn’t time to cry and moan about problems. As Brooks & Dunn sing in “Cowgirls Don’t Cry” – ‘ride baby ride’…adapt, dust off, carry on. Mom did it. And there’s a teen watching, participating, learning life lessons of a different kind. From a time I wouldn’t ask for a loaf of bread if the house was empty, it’s a bad time to be too stubborn to ask, and it’s needed for supplies.
We’ll deal with the disconnect notice on the power, and hopefully a year from now will dazzle with a rising from the ashes tale that will have proven to be a speed bump after all and helped others as well. But right now every $25 subscription counts.
An inventory of seeds has been done – 50 types of peppers slated for 2015. Some tomatoes, heirloom corn, squash, greens, pumpkins, herbs…yep all on hand. We need to get materials for the raised beds and hoop greenhouse to have a place to put them. We need to get an incredible amount of things done on a very small amount of money that won’t cover basics, let alone subsistence. So I’ll swallow pride and ask everyone to share this and maybe it will reach enough to make a difference.
Maybe a better Christmas next year. It’s a season of miracles and we need one. He is good all the time, but relies on others to implement.