The concept of Homesteading has changed for me over the years. Well, not so much the concept, but how it plays out in my life.
Decades ago I dreamed of having a farm. Being more self-sufficient. Having the space to breathe. I planned and saved and scrimped and looked for a good long while to find just the right place. Finally I could have my horses in my own back yard. I wanted to make the place pay for itself. Over the years I built an indoor riding arena and horse barn. I took in horses to train. I acquired a nice flock of Polypay sheep and raised replacement breeders for other producers. I raised some Scottish Highlanders and I had 150 chickens or so. I had dairy goats (Saanens) for my own use. Gardens, gardens and more gardens. I raised a goodly chunk of my own food. I fixed up the old house and installed a woodstove, harvesting from my own property the downed trees. I heated only with wood. I had two wells. I put up a good portion of my own hay and bought locally for the additional I needed. I bartered for services needed. I did most all the work myself as my husband worked off the farm.
And then circumstances changed and due to a divorce I had to sell my dream farm. It about broke my heart.
I moved back up north to take care of my elderly mom. Now I am living in the very itty bitty house I grew up in. Tiny house, big yard. My expression of Homesteading has turned into an urban one. I am a prepper at heart. I dislike putting out fires and I like to have things set aside for rough days. I enjoy being able to do for myself. I have a passion for gardening, so I've built many raised beds and converted about half of my back yard to that purpose. I think sometimes about a small chicken coop because they are allowed here. I think about getting some bees.
I am getting on in years. There are some things I do not miss about the farm...such as having to use a pick-ax to break the ice in the stock tanks because they froze over despite the heaters.
Getting on in years brings new things to me from a Homesteading concept that I find utterly delightful. Teaching the girl down the block how to crochet. Helping a niece with her first crack at hosting a holiday meal or teaching youngers how to bake bread. Passing on tips of frugal living. Teaching others how to preserve food or what herbs are good for this or that brings a certain "homesteady satisfaction" to my heart. I've got a whole bunch of people in my neighborhood building raised beds and incorporating edibles into their landscaping. Many have discovered blueberry bushes are wonderful and the foliage in the fall is brilliant...and you get berries.