Living in the countryside is known to have a mixed reputation. There are people who live in cities who think that once people have children, they should move to the countryside to avoid crime or problems of that nature. There are people in cities who long for the quiet and peace and low cost of living often available in the countryside.
There are people who live in small towns and are desperately waiting for the day when they are old enough and have enough money in their pockets or bank accounts to get out of there.
Both cities and more rural areas also have people who love it that way. There are people who go both ways, and are those who really don’t.
The reality is that whether or not I like it I have spent more time by myself in person – meaning that most people don’t interact with me most of the time even though we live in the same village. There has been some ‘relief’ from this, as it was never my preference before. The other main reality is that I have spent more time in this village without getting to the nearest city than in all of my life before 2010 and age 42. I had lived in small towns before, but most of the time, I went to the city every week even though I did. Here, I have gone for months getting no further than a place big enough to be a large town but not really having the kind of population or organization I would usually associate with a city.
This Saxon village has a few basic qualities that set it apart from an American village. One, is that people have neighbors. Near the center of most villages that is true, but for Americans farming usually means that one needs to travel for 15 minutes or more to have neighbors. This village, as reported elsewhere, has a bunch of human residences but tractors and farm animals are also a norm of the village life and ambiance.
In 2014, the weather this time of year is well above freezing and the amount of light is much better than it was back in December.