Today is our first wedding anniversary. I like milestones because they lend themselves easily to reflection. To me, August 21, 2010 was the first of many days to look at where my husband and I are as a couple and also where we have come in our quest toward a real, live homestead.
Last spring and summer were all about the wedding, so we really didn't have too much time to think about the house and yard. However, after securing subscriptions to Grit, Mother Earth News, Natural Home and Garden, The Herb Companion, and Backyard Poultry (I'm a bit of a mag hag), a winter spent reading Storey's guides, Jenna Woginrich's "Chick Days", and "The Backyard Homestead", and a season of The Fabulous Beekman Boys, I feel like a totally different person than I was a year ago. To me, homesteading is a vocation, meaning it calls you. Not everyone hears the cry, either. And some folks think they do, but it's just another voice. I think Andy and I heard it loud and clear!
Two years ago in mid-to-late August, we had been dating for about eight months; he had just moved in to our 1896 farmhouse on 15 acres in the middle of nowhere (aka, "Hell Mountain"). Last year in mid-to-late August, we were getting hitched. This mid-to-late August? A rooster woke us up, I'm in an apron making a bunch of dishes from the latest issue of Vegetarian Times (the vegetarianism happened in March of this year) and Country Living, and he is so tied to the place that he's exploring a home-based business. Who knew?
And yesterday, I snagged a copy of Sue Weaver's "The Backyard Goat" at our (new) local Tractor Supply. So, who knows where we'll be next year! I can't wait to find out.
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