We’ve all been there, we’ve been busy cooking a multi-course meal trying to impress friends, family, maybe a stranger or two. We’ve invited too many people, selected an over ambitious multi-course meal, didn’t plan out the ingredients list well, been too worried about decor or table settings and just didn’t think it all through. Next thing we know, we’ve got the spatula in too many pots, things are getting chaotic and splattering out of pans onto walls, underneath upper cabinets and we’ve become a bit overwhelmed. The kitchen is filling with steam and a little smoke. Frantically, we place the pot, the one filled with the most expensive ingredients but the recipe that’s most familiar, on the back burner, on low. We’ll get back to it in a bit. This will buy some time and space for all the other recipes perceived as needing more attention since they are new and more of a challenge, maybe even more exciting and will certainly garner more attention than the good-ole standby. Now br
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What constitutes homesteading these days? I really don’t know. Is it growing your own food? Check. Hauling drinking water because your well isn’t hooked up yet? Check. Having a composting toilet because your septic isn’t approved yet? Check. Spending hours and hours clearing blackberries and poison oak? Check. Seeing a bear run across your driveway? Check. I’m living the dream up here. But after 10 months of very small rv living, house sitting and a disfuncional tiny house on wheels kitchen I have a silverware drawer! Hallelujah praise be the kitties! It’s the little things in life. Don’t get me wrong, I signed up for this and I would say I’m living my best life. Minus a few things like travel and a private chef. But I answer to no one. Except maybe a bobcat or bear and the county planning department. Also, and most importantly, I have a key to a private swimming hole in the river. Come swim with me! I probably miss you. Xoxox Serena Ps. I have floaties!
Hello from Oak View Manner, Oak View Estate, Tiny House Nation, Farmpound, Forest’s Edge, or some other name that I haven’t decided on for my new property! I will happily review your suggestions. I have received a few messages from people and it’s clear that lots of you don’t know where I am! Haha So it’s way past time to make such announcement. I bought 5 acres, and an unfinished tiny house(on wheels), at the edge of forest and oak Savannah. Most of my property’s undergrowth was burned in the Archie Creek fire last fall. It is yet to be seen how many more trees I will lose to fire damage. But don’t worry, the blackberries, poison oak and scotch broom are coming back in full force! Insert exploding head emoji here. But it’s still lovely, aside from the pure clay soil and lots of buried car parts. I was ecstatic when the black charcoaled remains of ferns actually started sending out fern fronds!!! I’ve also found native columbine, lilies, comfrey, flowering current, and tril