There is a field next to our house that is about 2 acres. There is also another behind us that is probably 10 or so acres. The time that we've lived here, it's been hayed. Hay that fed livestock which in turn fed us.
I'm saddened deeply by this. Not just because we'll have to give up our beautiful, rejuvenating view, but because that's one more piece of farmland that's now housing. And because of it's proximity to us, it sure feels a whole lot more personal to this would-be farmer.
Insert resigned sigh, ~Peacemom