How long can your nails be before they're considered impractical for a farm?

It had been snowing for days and days, it just was never ending. I couldn't drive my car, so I was stuck at the farm in the miserable snow. Here's the thing, when we first got here the snow was not so bad, it made things look pretty and we didn't have any animals yet, so it was cold but I didn't mind. Once the snow began to melt and we could see the grass, we filled up our farm. I loved to go out and explore our property but then SNOPOCOLYPSE! 

 

This not only ensured that I would be forever freezing to death but also made my chickens VERY grumpy. Now they squawk and peck at me when I go into the coop. I think they hold me responsible for the snow. They are unforgiving.

I ended up having to take a last minute trip to Vancouver where it's rainy, but spring is in full swing! I was terribly happy to be out of the snow, and also terribly jealous driving by all the farms with their big green pastures and I assume happy chickens. When I first arrived I reminded myself that I live on a farm now and shouldn't get the big acrylic nails I love so very much. My resolve was strong, for a second. 

I'm not sure that these are the farmgirl chic look I was aiming for. But they are fierce, and let me tell you, I found so much joy in their application. I was well behaved and refrained from purchasing any entirely impractical clothing and shoes, just admired them and died inside when I had to leave all those treasures behind. Now I know how Bella must feel when I take away whatever disgusting treasure she's dug up.

For a brief moment I was feeling entirely unhappy about the prospect of once again leaving the city behind and returning to the farm. I love the city, the traffic, the noise the endless beautiful clothing options. I love everything about it, and I do not love shovelling poop.

Almost like Dylan knew I needed a bit of a reminder of how happy I am at the farm as well, he posted a video of little Walske munching on some hay and my grinch heart grew two sizes. It is still snowing on the farm, but I will return tomorrow (not even as begrudgingly as I thought.) Though I miss my friends and my family when I'm at the farm, I miss my farm nearly as much when I'm with my friends and family. 

I haven't yet found the perfect balance of farm Vs. city but I am getting closer. I love them almost equally.