We spent many years remodeling our last house to make it just what we wanted, with a custom built kitchen, an amazing master suite, a huge laundry room, and a beautiful garden. We built raised veggie beds, an adorable chicken yard, two aquaponics greenhouses, and finally (after 15 years) had the flower beds exactly how we wanted them. The weather was amazing and it was close to family – why would we want to leave? Um, cuz we were living in a suburb near Los Angeles?
I’m in a bunch of gardening and homesteading groups on Facebook, so it wasn’t unusual when the listing for an available property popped up in my feed. “Oh, that’s beautiful,” I thought of one particular property in Southern Oregon, “but our lives are in California.” The image of that listing wouldn’t go away and a week later I tracked it down to take a closer look. Then I mentioned it to The Dude. After some soul searching and admitting that being near extended family that we only see at special occasions is no reason to ignore our dreams, so we started researching our options. A year later we found the area we wanted to relocate to, and six months later we closed on our property.
So we took all our two-season warm weather homesteading knowledge and moved from our 1/5 acre lot to our new home in the wet and wild Pacific Northwest.
