In 2022, I wrote about my desire to start a homestead and share the journey here on this blog. I had big dreams, a few garden tools, and a lot of excitement. But as many of us know all too well, life has a way of shifting our priorities. The blog sat quiet, but the dream didn’t. It turns out, starting a homestead—and writing about it—requires more than good intentions. It takes time, energy, learning through failure, and often, more muscle than I have on my own.
Even though I didn’t write much, we never stopped building. Over the past couple of years, our little corner of East Tennessee has been slowly transforming. We planted a large vegetable garden in the backyard, built a 10x7x14 hoop-style greenhouse in the side yard, and carved out herb beds and flower gardens in the front. We’ve installed rainwater collection systems and even added more fruit trees to the mix.
It hasn’t been fast or Instagram-perfect. It’s been muddy, rocky, and red-clay messy. Living in the hills of East Tennessee means we rarely get to dig into soft, cooperative soil. Almost every project involves sloped ground, stubborn roots, or surprise boulders. And while I admire the women who can build sheds and install fences with nothing but grit and a good cordless drill, I’ll admit—I rely on my husband for the heavy lifting. He’s the strength and often the sanity behind my ideas. I dream it, we research it, and together we figure out how to make it work.
We’re doing this on weekends, after work, between errands, and in stolen moments of daylight. I want this blog to reflect that reality. Not a picture-perfect version of homesteading, but one that’s rooted in the joy (and occasional chaos) of doing what we can, when we can. I plan to start sharing the how, the how long it really took, and the what we’d do differently next time. My hope is that others—especially those juggling jobs, kids, or just life in general—can find encouragement here.
Because I think most of us are still figuring it out as we go. But even slow progress adds up, and maybe—together—we can build something we’re proud of.
