Lucky man, to still own the land you were born on. Wish I could say the same. Decisions were made for me, long before I was of age. Now that spot of dirt is hopelessly expensive.
I miss it terribly.
One advantage to it, is that I know everyone, and every dog, and every rock and tree and fence in the area. I was running around the neighborhood as a barefoot 4 year old.
Only time it really ever hits me, though is when the tiller turns up a die-cast toy that I lost about 45 years ago. Then I get a little misty eyed.
/johnny
No way! I will stay in my house. there’s no internet in the woods.... Besides I sold my Jeep and bought a Camaro, it has to be in the garage at night... I do have firearms, a water stash, and plenty of non perishable food.. and internet food for at my desk!