I have lived on a farm for 5 years now, after spending my early years in a city. I love the smell of hay when it is first cut and digging into those bales in the middle of the cold winter releases that smell. I don't mind shoveling out the barn because that hill I create will nourish my garden the next year. Oh the smells in the house when I am canning...pure bliss. Eggs still warm from the hens...how much fresher do ya need!!! No noisy neighbors since they are 3 miles away. Pure heaven!!!