I have a solar-powered clock feeder about 45 yards from the house. No screen on the window facing it. About once a dove season, I'll take a skillet shot. Old Model 12, 30" Full. It's "full" with the old paper hulls. With plastic, it's more like "turkey". Using high brass 7-1/2s the record is 16 doves.
"Visitors" include coyotes, foxes, roadrunners, dove and quail, and ravens as daytimers in the yard. Also rock squirrels and the little chipmunk-size antelope squirrels. I did have a bobcat walk across the porch one afternoon. At night, raccoons are common, and a couple of times the javelina have come sniffing for grain that drops from sloppy eaters at the little hanging feeder for the chee-chee birds.
If you want to enjoy living out in the boonies, you better make sure you've learned a bunch of manual skills. There's nobody to call when stuff needs fixing. I'm 85 miles from any "real" shopping, if a town of 5,000 is "real".
My wife did the floor plan architecture for this house, and I did the roof truss design and the elevations. I ran the foundation job, and bought all the materials for the guys who dried in the box. I had two helpers on the ceiling, and one guy and I did all the panelling and wiring. I did all the insulating as we went. I did all the doors, the plumbing and the bathroom fixtures and all the cabinet installation. And the trim. My wife did most of the staining. Plain vanilla on the outside, jewel box on the inside. Five months work, and my left thumb was "beat plumb into submission".
Fifteen years, now, and only a little trivial maintenance. Call it a hunt camp with wall-to-wall carpet and A/C.
Welding and auto mechanics are also helpful skills.