Basil, pizza, mushrooms, and goat shit...
how could I resist replying?
I'm 45, have 40 acres of my own 100 miles south of you around Mammoth Cave, KY and dreams of building farm to table space and learning center. After frustrating years going at it on my own as a single mom and homesteader, I've put those dreams on hold and the house in cold storage.
A couple of years ago I met a local family (Louisville transplants) who were also crazy permaculture people. Who knew? I wasn't the only one who obsessed about this stuff. We bonded and pre-covid we decided to bunker down together. I joined them on our small community compound (though I still have my place) and lent my skills to work toward joint goals. I homeschool all the kids, manage construction follies, and am building the garden. They furnish the sheep and chickens. I'm currently working to convert a shed to tiny house (fingers crossed it will be done soon.)
I'm well versed in the ways life has of changing directions mid-stream. Just doing my best to be open to flow with it.
I'm completely jealous of your set up, and devastated by pics of the food truck. Your basil looks bountiful and dishes delectable. I'd love to know more!
If you might be interested in chatting, drop me a line.
Hoping to hear from you,
Catt
