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Nearly 20 years ago, we set out to create a self-reliant homestead. Now we produce our own food and our own power, and can tackle whatever craziness this wild world throws at us. If you’re ready take back control from Big Pharma and Big Food and feel confident facing Everyday Emergencies, join us.
The wind howled and twisted through the treetops, but down in the sheltered yard only a light breeze filtered through. The line of evergreens, planted when the homestead was first established, had matured to become the protectors imagined nearly two decades before. When we purchased our homestead, we started with bare ground. 25 acres was rented to a neighbor, and 10 acres (where we eventually built our home) was an abandoned pasture. We'd lived in the suburbs for nearly 10 years, so this was...
Homestead rhythms quickened and eased, always interwoven with the seasons. As the days lengthened and spring approached, the flocks grew restless in the mornings, bolting outside as soon as possible in spite of lingering cold. Tree buds began to swell, sap rose, bird song spread in ripples - joyous melodies to welcome the day. I am sorting through my root cellar storage this coming week, checking condition of storage crops and setting aside my seed potatoes for the coming season. Note - if...
The breath of false spring swept across the mid winter landscape, buttressed by steady rains that swept away ice and snow. The homestead ponds, low from months of scant precipitation, filled again. The flock of patchwork ducks romped happily, their feathers soft as velvet from hours of washing and oiling. As I watched them from the door of the greenhouse, framed by the arch of garden trellises as they played in the pond, it looked like a scene from an old-fashioned children's book. Winter...