Warning, there is a little bit of Rat Terrier worship in this post...I could not resist including photos of her too
Peanut is so very excited when I grab the car keys and say 'come-on Peanut..' She runs out the door then jumps up for joy with her two front paws on my legs, every time.
Although we are not Ontario natives - both born and raised in Quebec - we think of Eastern Ontario as home. We've lived here since our mid-twenties and we absolutely love this land. At this time of the year, early fall when the colours are turning in the trees and we have warm, sunny days, it's perfect. As we drove home this morning from taking a car in for an oil change hubbie voiced exactly what I was thinking as we once again admired the countryside: At this time of year especially, one is very grateful to live in the country.
We currently live on some 80 plus acres of very very old farmland. We bought it from a farmer, through a Real Estate Agent and had Hubbie not called around about other properties to many agents we would never have know about this land because as is very common in Rural areas, it's all about who you know and it's word of mouth. The farmer had told the agent that if she found someone ready to pay his price per acre, he'd consider selling but he never listed the land. This farmer is in fact not much of a farmer, he inherited all the land from his parents - you know how it goes, the farm passes from generation to generation. In essence, he is selling it to make some extra income as he certainly is not farming his own land.
I never saw this land before we owned it. We sold our Straw Bale house (which is about 10 minutes drive from here) when we decided to RV full time. We felt we needed to maintain a Canadian Address so we bought the land while living in an RV in Virginia (Hubbie drove home to take care of everything). Nowadays it is very difficult to find this much land that is treed as ours is so we knew we could resell it. We had no idea where or when we would resettle in Canada - we are very nomadic and are always looking for the next place to live.
Hubbie walked the land and saw both it's potential (hardwood trees everywhere) and it's flaws (low-lying wetlands) but the potential far outweighs the flaws and we decided to buy it. Buying land for the first time (this is our 4th land purchase in this area , crazy but true) is not easy as getting a loan for land is not like getting a mortgage. We started small (11 acres) and found a wonderful builder who shouldered the cost until we could get a true mortgage for a completed house (much easier than a construction loan) and this was because he knew that even if we, in our late 20's and looking like we were decent folk, were not able to finally get the mortgage or backed out on him, well he knew he could sell the house to someone else. This builder is a local farmer and businessman and a very wealthy one at that. So we started with that house but our dream was a straw bale house and no mortgage. So we sold the first house when we found the land for the straw bale house - it was 56 acres and very affordable and just down another road so Hubbie drove the tractor over there for an entire summer to flatten a stone wall into the base for our 1000 foot driveway (we wanted to be totally hidden and we were) We asked the agent to ask the current owner if we could buy now but close in 6 months when we hoped our house would be sold and could pay for the land. So now we had 56 acres and we built the Straw Bale house. We basically no longer had a mortgage because we did it all ourselves and we built a lovely modest home (I'll show you pictures another time) . What we had left to pay was more like a car loan - and that had been the goal. I was now a stay-at-home dog mom - I was desperate to be home full time and when you are desperate, you make it work. Then an adjoining parcel of land came-up for sale (55 acres) and it had a huge trail that lead directly to a lake that our property abutted but we could not easily reach (it is all marsh) We once again 'made it work' by discussing the purchase with the owners - a family whose mother had owned the land and they had inherited. Later when finances grew tight we had to ask my sister-in-law to buy half of that land so we could keep it and once we sold it (to RV full time) we both made a generous profit. If you have been keeping track, we have built 3 houses within 10 minutes of one-another. So that brings us back to where we are today. I can tell you I had no true plans to build another house but in the end it was decided. It is very very expensive to buy what we have built - a decent sized house on this amount of land - that is why we have had to build every time. The build of this house was a nightmare but now it is done and we have the perfect house 'for us'. It's super-insulated, it has Hubbie's long awaited Masonry Heater to keep it all warm and cozy and it's a bungalow which is what we have grown to love being Greyhound people.
Driving down the driveway..notice it's bush - trees and wild flowers and grasses
Around us is a lot of new construction as folks retire and buy land and build (as I said, it's hard to find otherwise). There are a lot of horse people moving into our area so they are looking for open pastures.
Otherwise you see the lovely old farmhouses, barns and what we call Bush - scrub brush fields with mixed hardwood and evergreens and lots of cedar.
|I love old farmhouses and their super long driveways, endless views and total privacy. We have never had the courage to buy an old farmhouse - they are not well insulated, have old plumbing and wiring...it's too scary for us!|
|A typical view along the roads we drive daily - to me: absolutely beautiful.|
|Beef and Dairy cows everywhere|
|And lots of Bush|
|soybean fields are everywhere|
|This is the "river" which our land abutts.|
There is not a big taxpayer base in rural areas so you have to live with lots of gravel roads. Our services are pretty much limited to snow-clearing, garbage and recycle pickup and maintaining these roads.
|This is our road|
|Someone recently purchased this land on our road and immediately planted soybeans.|
Call me old fashioned but I prefer rectangular bales which you never see anymore. You do see a whole lot of these though...
Just figuring-out where to plop that house you are about to build is a very interesting question - look for high ground. How far from the road? Well, every Hydro pole is about $1200.00 before the Hydro wiring and hookup and the longer the driveway, the more fill you need to buy. Where will the septic bed go? Ours is in the middle of the back yard. Where to drill the well and what sort of water pressure will we get (we got very very lucky and have a gusher). Which trees do we keep and which must go down - yes, you need a chainsaw. The good news is, it's all great firewood and surely you will have a wood stove at the very least.
|Beautiful HUGE old barn|
Here, at our new home, we are just on our second growing season but our focus is again on keeping just the back yard in grass for cutting (and we are back to a regular lawn mower to the amazement of many). We have lost our interest in perennial flower gardens because mother nature simply will not be contained and fighting weeds is just not how we want to spend our time. Hubbie would like to have a much more neatly landscaped area around the house and at the entrance to our driveway but it's positively wild. We hired a contractor with bulldozers to make our back yard which you see in so many images - they brought truckloads of fill and topsoil to make that yard and I spent weeks spreading grass seed, raking it and watering. You would be absolutely amazed to see what it looked like before it was 'created'. Hubbie will slowly clean-up the land but what is most important is our trails. We love our walks and again, without the tractor there is no way we would be as far as we have come in such a short time. These trails make the most of the land and are a source of peace, meditative walks, joy and beauty. In fact, for us the most important thing is the land, almost any house can be made cozy but the land you have is not easy to change.
|Another distant farmstead and lots of open pasture|
|Hay cut but not yet baled. We love the rolling hills of our area.|
I wouldn't want to create the wrong picture for you, some people manage to build the ubiquitous 'suburban' style homes and grounds. They spend a lot of time and money to create this look but for me, that belongs in the suburbs. We each have our own tastes and whats so great is that we can each do what we like - it's a lot of fun driving down new roads to find what kind of house and homestead exists around the next corner.
|Soybean fields left to dry before they are harvested.|
In these rural areas no one tells you that you can't have a clothesline or that you can only hang your laundry on weekdays. No one tells you what colour you house may be painted, and there is no zoning for adding a chicken coop or duck pond. We have freedom.
And as my friend's little guy Scottie said to me as we sat on the deck watching the hummingbirds...it's really quiet here.
Yes it is. There is a hum of tractors, the distant train whistles and in the Fall there is shotgun firing which is why we wear orange hats and whistle so that hunters don't shoot us. At night we hear the hoot of an owl and the cackling of coyotes (much less now as there was a push to cull these packs last year - not something we agree with) The barking of dogs and mooing of cows intermingle with birdsong and nowadays, the errrrawk! of Pullets learning how to cluck. But mostly, it's extremely quiet. In wintertime, it is so very very silent.
|Entrance to our driveway|
And this is the end of our tour which ends at the wild entrance to our gravel driveway. With each new year we will make improvements and additions - thanks to our Kubota and Hubbie's love of being outdoors. I love stacking firewood in the middle of winter and gathering vegetables in the garden. The Pullets bring me great joy and the dogs love their huge back yard. For me, I have everything I need...oh but we definitely want to reduce the mosquito population in the vegetable garden. Definitely a priority.
A demain, mes amies...