Monday, April 20, 2009
Living Off the Land
So my husband dreams of living off the land. Many times I hear "I really should have been born in the 1800s". He digs tree seedling up from the woods, replants them in random containers and when they are sturdy, plants them in our yard (or hunting land) when they are big. In March, he "rearranged" the azaleas in our yard. One day, I came home to a huge dead square in the middle of our green backyard. Wes proudly announced we were planting a garden. So, we are gardeners now. Last night we enjoyed a head of fresh broccoli. Wes also picked lots of collards. Since I don't eat/cook/enjoy the odor of collards, Wes gave them to my mom. Of course, Wes' other obsession is hunting. If you stalk my blog, know me or have ever met my dad, mother, brother or brother in-law, you know we are a crowd of hunters. Heath claims he and Casey have not bought hamburger meat since they've been married. So, I guess if all the ecomony and world junk gets really bad, the Millers, Stewarts and Colleys will still be eating. Now if we could just figure out how to milk the goats.....just kidding!
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2 comments:
I am so completely impressed and amazed!!!
I am impressed but also jealous. I really want to start planting somethings too. I just don't have a clue how to do a lot of it. Does Wes teach classes?:)
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