… at the foot of the Sierra Nevada Mountains.
Three weeks to go! I sold my mountain home in the snowy hamlet of Twain Harte and am moving to a one-acre “farm” in the Foothills town of Sonora. While that might not seem like a noteworthy event, consider that I am a former urbanite from San Francisco whose only experience with a chicken has been on a grill. I have this image of Meryl Streep as Karen Blixen in “Out of Africa” and imagine that my learning curve will be much like hers.
So much to learn… chickens, goats, honey bees, composting, organic veggies, fruit trees… in that order (or so I’d like to think). Meanwhile, there’s the business of being on a well and a septic system rather than public services. What happens if I lose power? Does that mean I can’t flush the toilet?
And when on earth will I find time to manage my real business? You know… the one that pays the bills?
Millie's Farm 
Excellent website! I will bookmark it and read it daily. I always wanted to be a country girl myself. Good luck!
It has been my experience that when the power is off (just as it was here Friday/Saturday of this week the water does not pump from the well; therefore, no water to flush. I keep “flushing water” stored in the bathroom for just such a happening.
I too dreamed of having goats but that’s not happening in this lifetime it seems.
Having grown up on a farm where my dad was a sharecropper, I remember farming necessitating constant attention. Few and short vacations.
I’m sure you will thrive and maybe you can enlist help from time to time from friends including me. Hope you can move very soon!