I think I am entering my last year of smallholding, anno domino, tempus fugit (my spelling is dreadful) and all that, so am feeling a bit envious and nostalgic.
Waiting for the old sow to go and someone to fall in love with my geese (small hope!) and my dear, good neighbour will help Charlie, my autistic grandson, with his sheep.
One thing I will advise, take time to plan, a thing I didn't do. Stand on your land, more than once, and get a vision for the future. And read John and Helen's threads and Rosemary and Dan's diary!!