While not essential, ties in a community will
really help you out as you head back to the land. I grew up an
hour and a half down the road from where I eventually settled, but my
parents are from out of state and my initial forays into the local
community were met by a steady stream of "You're not from around here,
are you?"
My parents moved to this area during a spate of back-to-the-land
migration in the '70s, so I did end up making inroads into the ranks of
back-to-the-landers of my parents' generation. Mark --- even
though he grew up in Ohio --- seems to do a much better job of gaining
acceptance by normal locals though. In part, I blame his
acceptance on his parents' roots in the area --- they and their
ancestors lived an hour away from our farm for generations before
fleeing the mountains just as my parents were moving in.
Roots in an area are great, but I really chalk Mark's acceptance up to
his ability to make small talk. He's able to head down to the
little hardware store in town and talk about the weather at great
length --- the sign of a true local. If you have to settle
outside your home county, it's worth taking a little extra time to
shoot the bull with everyone you meet for the first year or two.
"Sure was a cold winter, wasn't it?"
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It also helps if you live in a community where "things" are going on. We just got back from a trip to Floyd, VA and have pretty much decided THAT is where we want to be. One look at the local free magazine with a calendar of events revealed a host of activities and opportunities to meet people. From the week-long Floydfest and the weekly bluegrass jams downtown, to sewing workshops and green building classes, there is something or other going on every weekend all summer long.
We had been fearing that we'd get lonely in a new town when there isn't a "city" to visit with lots of people around, but it seems there will be no shortage of ways to meet people in this part of rural Virginia. And, after thinking about it, sometimes it seems that it's more difficult to meet people in the city. Here we're just one couple among millions of people. We don't "talk about the weather" when we go to the hardware store because I don't think the 18-year-old clerk at Home Depot really gives a sh*t to be honest.
Have you ever been to Floyd? It seems like lots of folks like your parents moved there during the "back to the land" rush in hippie days. Most of them all left when they found out life in the country isn't as "simple" as they'd thought, but the ones who stayed are less hippie than they are farmer after 30-40 years in the country. It's the type of place where you'll see a goold ol' boy in bluejean overalls hop out of his old truck in front of the feedstore, while right next to him is a VW Jetta with a "Namaste" yoga bumper sticker. Very diverse and very friendly, so much as we could tell in three days.
Thanks for the posts!