I grew up in a small town, the daughter of a farmer. I picked sandhill plums in the summer and split wood in the winter. I drove a combine during wheat harvest and broke ice for the cattle during blustery snowstorms. I knew where you could find free persimmons and I even knew what to do with them once I had them. At one point in time I lived on a ranch in the middle of a mile section with nary a neighbor in sight. And life was simple.
Then we moved to the city.
And despite the fact that I thought I would never forget and never fit in, before long that country girl got lost in the concrete and life felt a lot like rush hour traffic. I didn’t seem to have time anymore.
Now I know the city didn’t time warp me. There were other factors too, but already only a few days into our life back in the country I can feel time slowing.
The other day we worked in the asparagus patch – getting it ready for the new growth (I am so excited about having fresh asparagus!). I’ve been researching what I need to do to take care of the fruit trees on the property. I’ve started my compost bucket underneath the kitchen sink and I’m hoping to get a hold of some shipping palettes to make my compost bin outside (mine isn’t going to look as nice as the one in the link!). Due to my poor health right now, I’ve been determined to return to eating whole foods and more raw foods – something I had no trouble doing when we lived in rural areas. We’ve been taking in the local wildlife, looking forward to spring, and exploring the property in our spare time!
And I finally feel like I have time again.
It seems like a strange phenomena to me. How did the city ever manage to suck this life out of me? Surely I cannot blame the city for all of this. However, I think the city can cause a person to lose their resourcefulness. Most of my life I lived in places that required me to drive long distances for resources, so much of my life was spent finding ways to make do with what I had. Making do creates a person who is resourceful and typically more content. I have struggled with contentment for years (which is why I write about it so often here…I NEED to hear it too!)
Obviously, not everyone can run out and get a house in the country. And obviously living in the country will not automatically create contentment and add hours to your day. I sincerely believe you can bloom and thrive in the city, learn to be resourceful in the city, and even find more time in the city!
So,this is my challenge to you – if you live in the country, GREAT – I would love to hear how you spend your time and how you are resourceful; and if you live in the city, GREAT – I would love to hear how you are being purposeful about your time and how you are living a life of contentment there!
And I really hope you don’t mind me rattling on about living in the country and all the things I’m relearning – this has truly been one of life’s “Aha” moments for me and I can’t help but share it with all of you!