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Homesteader. Tradesman. Father to an unbelievable young woman. Husband to the second half of my soul.
Homesteader. Tradesman. Father to an unbelievable young woman. Husband to the second half of my soul.
Warmth flooding in from a setting sun. Soon the oil lamp will be in order. Soon the bread will go in the oven. Wood stove stoked. The only thing colder than my opinion of our government is this mug of beer.
Like the sun, soon the beer will be gone...
So starts another homestead day. I’m sure the grocery shelves in my area are empty. The snow has prompted a run on milk and bread. No doubt the sheep have lost all control of the ability to drive. Panic ensuing.
While my way of life, a return to earth and self coupled with faith and family values may boggle you’re mind I assure you that your dependency upon buildings of stores and government boggle mine.
Now...back to coffee, biscuits, and gravy on a wood cook stove while they cook fear.
Homesteading entertainment with @TipsyCerulean tonight. Cards, beer, laughs.
I love evening reads from a time passed.
Back away from the links and clickable things. Stop devoting your time and energy to worrying about future events and start on the path to self reliance. Those links won’t feed your body. Only rot the mind.
Navy Joe coffee, specifically their “Down Periscope” blend, is way better than anything I brewed from BRCC. Fuck them btw, and as many moved to Stocking Mill (including myself) I’m still holding steady that Navy Joe is better.
The darkness that occupies a homestead is nothing to be trifled with. It’s beauty is unmatched. The danger is everywhere.
Keep your ass in whatever city you came from. Out here, games aren’t fucking played.
Rain soaked, chilly morning but the stoves are stoked and the cabin warm. So is the coffee.
A few rounds of cards last night with my wife under the very same oil lamp. Dog at our feet. The moments I love dearly.
I value my way of life. It’s precious to me. My family is precious to me. My liberties are precious to me. I truly feel pity on anyone who feels righteous enough to tread on my soil or values. I reserve no mercy for those souls.
Have your wits about you in the coming days/weeks. Be prepared and stay situationally aware. Environments will be fast moving, infrastructures have the potential to fail. Get prepared, stay prepared, be prepared.
In this order;
Mind set
Skill set
Tool set
We’ve left the asphalt long ago and soon, soon we’ll be veering off the dirt road and onto much rougher terrain. Stay safe.
(Pic of the “Majestic” in our kitchen)