Look at them boots.

I grew up in the suburbs.  We were far enough out that other towns thought we were country but we weren't really.  Five years ago I moved north to a much smaller town (about 8,000).  I lived in town for 4 years.  Last year I moved to a town so small it didn't even have a population on the sign.  It didn't even have its own zip code.  I lived in a house with a big yard and I bought 3 ducks and the landlord who lived on the same piece of land had chickens and planted me a big beautiful vegetable garden.  That summer I learned how to pickle and butcher ducks. Now, I've just moved to a slightly larger town with about 400 people, a bar, a gas station, post office, bank, and a school.  We live about 3 miles out of town... actually in the country. 
With the exception of a few years in high school this is what I've always wanted.  We don't have the big farm with rolling hills and a huge pasture that I've dreamed of since I was a little girl but it's close.  We've got about 4 acres and about half of it is trees.  There is probably enough space to keep 1-2 horses but for now we're starting small.  There are some young raspberry bushes and sapling fruit trees already on the property.  We decided to add a blueberry bush and a cherry bush as well as a few perennial flowers this past spring.
We made a barrel garden and bought some ducks and some chickens.  At the moment, between us we have 2 dogs, 6 cats, 6 ducks, 6 chickens, and a horse.  It's simply wonderful.  I'm finally truly happy with my life and I'm looking forward to what the future holds... it looks promising.

Little House on the Prairie