Why?

Dash..."Why are we doing all this gardening and growing chickens all all that stuff like that, are we farmers or something'?"...
Me..."because the food you can grow your self is so much better and the price of food is getting higher and higher"...

Dad...lovingly...
"Because Dash...
this is her dream"

Moved to the core.
Living my dream.
It is in the city, no forest or picked fence.
A home that is one of grandeur.
Beautiful walls and love filling every room.

No Home Owners Association,
to hinder me.
The smell of straw takes me to the prairie
The rich soil made as dust turns to dust.
The circle begins with never an end.

Visions life long
hands in the earth, soil black with life
rich with all that sustains.
Visions of my hand picking the food to table then to my hearth
Feeding my husband, children, and self.

This is my dream
from many years ago. I have sustained me with hopes that were so long defrayed
This is my vision, this is my passion.
I have made it a financial excuse and a budgetary gain.

This is my dream
I need no excuse.
Beloved and I living my dream.
My dream.

To be a wife, with a home of my own...
To be a mother with children to rear.
To tend the life and the soil around me.
To grow those foods to the storehouse.
Sufficient for self , life and family.
I am alive.
I am truly living!

Why?
"because...it is my dream."
:)
I just love it that he said that.
I just love him, that he makes a way for my dreams to come true,
and to share them with me.
We are each others.
Everything else is just icing!