Eight months ago, I expressed the desire to live on a mountain farm, surrounded by nature and working with the land on which I lived, but it turned out that we rented a townhouse and decided to stay there for a while..
The first light, coming in through the large windows, wakes me up. The orange glow of dawn peeps over the mountains through a tangle of leafless branches of the big chestnut tree next to the house. Slowly the sky turns lighter and the branches get a golden sheen. Nikita, our little scruffy terrier-mix, is yawning loud, as if to say that it is time to get into action. When I come down, Bob has been dressed already and is pouring tea in our cups. We drink together in the cool morning sun overlooking the Valley of the Eternal Father. No traffic, wifi antennas or other eyesores in our view. The only sound is of birds, dogs and the breeze, that blows from the National Park Sierra Nevada and is stimulating fresh.
This large house full of quirky eccentricities, bathing in the rising sun and surrounded by chestnut, cedar, walnut and orange trees which protect it from the hot summer sun, is our new home. Definitely a house with a soul. Unexpectedly it crossed our path and we accepted it gratefully without taking much note of the state it was in. It was love at first sight and a heart's decision on a heart's desire was quickly made.
The early sunlight invites me to shoot some pictures. Of the abandoned swing, a ramshackle tree house, the pool that needs some love and care and the pride of the finca, an 800 year old olive tree. Imagine, this tree has been planted in the 1200's! In the days that the Moorish kings, who reigned Al Andaluz, built and lived in the Alhambra, now on the World Heritage list and for a reason, it is a huge piece of art, as is this tree.
I wander over the various terraces, see half a landscaped vegetable plot, the empty chicken coop, yesterday's prunings on a heap, the container with compost tea and suddenly, yes, quite surprisingly, it penetrates completely, I live on a farm! I remember a bicycle tour through the polder when I was eight years old, along large farmhouses towards Schoorl, half pushed by my father's big hand in my neck against a headwind, and I cried to him, "Daddy, I want to become a farmer!"
At the end of a productive day I'm on the top terrace under a deep black sky dotted with thousands and thousands of stars and my mind wanders off to the guests that we will receive here, friends, family and newcomers. A large, beautifully set table in the shade of olive trees, full of homemade goodies. The tinao, a covered connection between house and land, organized as a chill area. I dream about the friendships that will emerge here or grow deeper and family ties growing stronger, as our ties with Mother Nature will do, the Great Healer herself. I envision fire ceremonies and heart sharing circles during full moon, calling upon the spirits of the four directions for guidance in our lives. How much my life has changed since I wholeheartedly started doing that!
Just to stand here, with this big starry sky, and becoming aware of the future that I'm dreaming into life .. isn't it miraculous?
Update march 2017:
We have moved on due to the sale of the farm. We are now living in the province of Málaga nearby the top of the Sierra Tejeda, again surrounded by nature and wildlife and still running our program.