Homestead Struggles

As I'd mentioned in my previous post we both had to start working A.S.A.P. Those notes don't pay themselves unfortunately. Jake, my husband to be, found work first fencing some of the largest ranches in the Missouri Ozarks just when we were beginning to lose hope. So when the job came along it was nothing short of a blessing. We had come so close to having things fall apart. We had made it through that last few months of winter. We stayed warm most days by chopping wood and building coops and pens. We cooked and made our coffee over an open fire everyday. To some it would have been a miserable experience. For us it was an adventure and the beginning of our dream and of our life together. We were blessed and we were thankful. It wasn't long after when I found work. I would be shoveling out stalls for a former championship bull rider who had turned his career to training cutting horses on the Eleven Points Ranch. A While neither of us had any plan of working ourside of our homesteads we were blessed with jobs that taught us so much about cattle and land management (we learned our land is best suited to goats) and so much more. Here we are, almost ! years in! It's been a slow and grueling process building up our homestead. A little blood... A lot of sweat! Many tears! Still we are moving forward. We've come so far with so very little. We build and grow just a little more every day and we will have everything we dream of one day.