Back when summer meant three months off from school, teachers would comment that we didn’t really need the time off. They told us that the time off was built in so kids could help out on the farm. Since there was no farm to tend, our behinds should be in class. Um, hard labor instead of kicking it? Not for the kid. Sure, I had a summer job, but spending hours selling iced coffee is quite different than plowing land. Fast-forward a decade or so, and I’m really thinking about life on a farm. My love of farmer’s markets, my dad’s garden in the backyard, and desire to break away from city life has me inching to get my hands in some dirt.
I’m not sure when I’m going to grab a hoe and get to work, but I was intrigued when I read about the documentary Garden Summer on Eatocracy. “What happens when strangers come to live on a family farm in rural Arkansas, grow their own food, give up modern-day conveniences and attempt zero waste,” the article asks, setting up the premise for the documentary. If five “suburbanites” can switch it up for summer, I wonder how many of my friends could give-up the rooftop party life for a season for the rural farm/garden life and film it Real World style.
Would you give up city living for the farm life?