Growing Pains, or Maybe Not

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Living on a farm, even a little one, is messy business in the rain. Tending to animals when it’s muddy is just no fun. As if chickens and horses aren’t smelly enough, add some rain and our farm situated right smack in the middle of an urban residential neighborhood can’t possibly go unnoticed. Which only reminds me of what this could mean, someday.

When we bought our house 10 years ago there were 14 other small ranches within walking distance, now there are 6 including mine.  With the exception of a fifteen acre parcel across the street, the neighborhood is land locked.  We bump right against a light industrial complex that has grown substantially over the years. A few months ago, a large trucking outfit moved in and parks their fleet of 18 wheelers right on the corner. This was the heads up for me that there’s little concern for the few residents of our small community.

Our little rural pocket in the city is without curbs, sidewalks, and street lighting is minimal. We like it that way, but I see changes, and I have a feeling it won’t be long before our rural living is esthetically citified. Construction trucks are only two blocks away putting in city sewers, this is probably just the beginning of what’s to follow.

Right now we live in one of the few areas left in the city where 27 properties still haven’t any restrictions on keeping livestock. Growth in a rural area usually turns out bad for the ranch owner, but I’m not so sure in this particular instance.

In my opinion, the geographics of this small unrestricted community will likely become more valuable as commercial property, and will someday become part of the already existing huge neighboring light industrial complex. Time will tell,  and although I would be sad, maybe, just maybe…  buying this chunk of land will pay off after all. 

Worst scenario, livestock restrictions and stiff city codes could be created as the city grows around us. This will make it difficult or even impossible for ranches to either abide by or afford.  Only time will tell the fate of TBN Ranch, there’s no stopping growth, best to enjoy today and keep an open mind towards the future.

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About tbnranch

amy elizabeth, writer, author. Lives in the northeastern reaches of the Sonoran Desert on a small hobby farm. Raises laying hens.
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13 Responses to Growing Pains, or Maybe Not

  1. Bassa's Blog says:

    Oh dear 😦 I hope it all turns out okay.

  2. p3farm says:

    I know places that are grandfathered in… But unsure of their property taxes… Or they could buy you out… Which may or may not be worth it.

  3. A New Path says:

    The urban growth boundary of the town near us is creeping ever closer to us, as well. Only time will tell how these changes play out. And I hear you on the rain. I dream of moving somewhere dry as we have rain 9 months a year.

  4. Littlesundog says:

    The city kind of grew up around our place too, but we’ve managed to have our property de-annexed and also coded as agricultural. It’s been a fight of sorts to keep out of city limits, but well worth it. I wish you the best… and I’m sending positive energy your way!

  5. I wish you all the best of luck. You have helped keep my hope of having a little 10-15 farm/ranch alive for a good while longer. Hang in there. 🙂

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