To Sell or Not to Sell?

[Karen]

This farm in not for sale
It is where my heart belongs
Here, amidst the fields and bar
Between the floorboards on the house
In the haystacks and the sunlight
Here my heart beats

This farm cannot be sold,
It is where my memories reside
And where my future will be rooted
It is from this dirt my dreams are nutured
These rocks, this sky are as much a part of me
As my blood and bone

My eyes know how to spot the constellations here
What time of night Orion wheels above the barn
My senses were formed, and are informed here
Give me a whiff of air, and I can tell you the season
This farm, its buildings, its barns
Its fields and grounds
Keep me in this world,
This farm is my foundation

Yes, you, my family, you, too are part of me
But if you are far away, and I am here
I can connect with you by voice, by letters, by email
But the farm needs to be beneath my feet
It cannot phone, it knows not how to write, type
It knows, simply, how to be
To just be the farm

And that is all I need it ever to be.

[DrKym]

This farm in not for sale
It is where my heart belongs
Here, amidst the fields and bar
Between the floorboards on the house
In the haystacks and the sunlight
Here my heart beats

This farm cannot be sold,
It is where my memories reside
And where my future will be rooted
It is from this dirt my dreams are nutured
These rocks, this sky are as much a part of me
As my blood and bone

My eyes know how to spot the constellations here
What time of night Orion wheels above the barn
My senses were formed, and are informed here
Give me a whiff of air, and I can tell you the season
This farm, its buildings, its barns
Its fields and grounds
Keep me in this world,
This farm is my foundation

Yes, you, my family, you, too are part of me
But if you are far away, and I am here
I can connect with you by voice, by letters, by email
But the farm needs to be beneath my feet
It cannot phone, it knows not how to write, type
It knows, simply, how to be
To just be the farm

And that is all I need it ever to be.

WOW!

[Toby's my baby]

This farm in not for sale
It is where my heart belongs
Here, amidst the fields and bar
Between the floorboards on the house
In the haystacks and the sunlight
Here my heart beats

This farm cannot be sold,
It is where my memories reside
And where my future will be rooted
It is from this dirt my dreams are nutured
These rocks, this sky are as much a part of me
As my blood and bone

My eyes know how to spot the constellations here
What time of night Orion wheels above the barn
My senses were formed, and are informed here
Give me a whiff of air, and I can tell you the season
This farm, its buildings, its barns
Its fields and grounds
Keep me in this world,
This farm is my foundation

Yes, you, my family, you, too are part of me
But if you are far away, and I am here
I can connect with you by voice, by letters, by email
But the farm needs to be beneath my feet
It cannot phone, it knows not how to write, type
It knows, simply, how to be
To just be the farm

And that is all I need it ever to be.

Wow, that brought tears to my eyes. What a great and wonderful way to put it.

[mike001]

Your heart seems set on the farm. I would speak to your dad and tell him how you feel. there are lots of people willing to lease farms, but a word of caution...make sure you have references, go see how they live now, and write up some legal considerations. Some people leasing will always take advantage and run a place into the ground. We are on a farm and no matter what the price, we would never sell, land is just becoming too scarce. If you are into horses seriously, you will probably want to come back and make it your home.