old gaffer
New member
Greetings All.
The title is a reference to the television show "Green Acres", which for those of you old enough to remember, was about a guy and his wife who moved from the big city to a farm; well, I'm that guy.
I've spend the past umm, too many years, living in and around Washington DC, and now I'm on a small farm in the mountains of East Tennessee. What I DON'T know about farm life will fill several books, none of which I have yet.
I have learned that mowing a couple of acres of ground that used to be garden plots is NOT a job for a riding mower - my lower back is still hurting from bouncing over the furrows.
Other than that, I'm still in teh very early stages of what I'm sure will be a long learning curve, and [hopefully] DW and I will stay in this farm (that used to be her parents) for many, many enjoyable years.
I can tell you it already beats the heck out of living in DC's suburbs.
Cheers,
Rob
The title is a reference to the television show "Green Acres", which for those of you old enough to remember, was about a guy and his wife who moved from the big city to a farm; well, I'm that guy.
I've spend the past umm, too many years, living in and around Washington DC, and now I'm on a small farm in the mountains of East Tennessee. What I DON'T know about farm life will fill several books, none of which I have yet.
I have learned that mowing a couple of acres of ground that used to be garden plots is NOT a job for a riding mower - my lower back is still hurting from bouncing over the furrows.
Other than that, I'm still in teh very early stages of what I'm sure will be a long learning curve, and [hopefully] DW and I will stay in this farm (that used to be her parents) for many, many enjoyable years.
I can tell you it already beats the heck out of living in DC's suburbs.
Cheers,
Rob