I agree with so many of the points above- I love my life in the woods.
My husband and I both grew up rural and moved to cities for school and work. We were married for a few years before the idea of moving back to the country began to percolate. It took years before we could make it happen.
In our first winter on the land where we live now, we bought an old tractor that broke shortly after the first snowfall. It was an unusually snowy winter, and we couldn’t even get to the tractor to fix it.
Our neighbor dug us out multiple times before we even met him. He is a very shy person, and keeps to himself, but saw we were in need and helped us out without even knowing if we were jerks or not.
So we respect his space and just try to reciprocate when we can. But it was such a relief to move back into that culture.
