In the chaos of the last few years, I’ve spent more time that I have since college reading. Books on homestead. Books on permaculture. Books on Spirituality. From “Adorning the Dark,” to “The Benedict Option,” to “Out of the Ashes,” to “The Marvelous Pigness of Pigs,” it’s probably in my library. And I’ve come away with a sense that there is more to life than just survival, and more to homesteading than milking cows and planting veggies. Somewhere along the way we’ve lost the things we used to know. Not just how to plow a field, but why threshing parties were important. How flour sack dresses and the Pillsbury Bake-off fed creativity. Why sometimes even if you have a weedeater, a scythe is a better tool. The popularity of shows like “Victorian Farm,” and “Homestead Rescue,” indicates that I’m not the only one who thinks something is missing.
Come along and help me find it, again. I’ll be putting some of my ideas into practice on a little farmstead we call Brambleberry Meadow.