I am in serious farm dreaming mode lately. I don't know why but every once in a while my desire for some land and some animals becomes an acute ache. But since I am firmly embedded in suburbia for now and unable to have more the 6 hens(which I have), I go down the street to Thanksgiving Point's Farm Country and talk to the cows, ride in trailers pulled by retired farmers, and feed the ridiculously cute goats. It helps for a while but like any unnatural stimulant, I crash after-wards and want a farm more than ever. I listen to Dolly Parton, peruse rural real estate, and plan future orchard placement and animal housing. Oh well, I'm addicted. Someday I'll have the real deal.