(Before It's News)
The past few days have been filled with love. Oh, I can feel it. I have received numerous emails, comments, messages, and texts asking if we are ready for winter.
I know you are worried, but just remember we survived last year, and we will survive this year. Albeit the only thing that will have changed is the amount of food on hand.
Turns out August is mold season here, unlike Kansas. That means my drying options are limited.
My house and my Ford's dashboard give me a bit more time to dry.
I have plenty of canned goods from my garden.
I have puréed goodness in the shop freezer, waiting for me to turn them into awesomeness.
One the weekends the boys and I hike out, marking dead standing trees for Husband to down. We do need to get propane, however even if we don't get it, I have a wood stove that I have become very acquainted with, and am able to cook on.
Even though we are not where we had hoped to be at this time, we aren't as bad off as we were last year. We will still have to walk up the driveway of doom,
we will still need to pull water from the springs, we will still take baths, we will still struggle to keep the house warm (basically waking up every few hours to feed the fire, and the ceiling will help keep us warmer, but no 70f degrees in there).
I've accepted it, and will perceiver. I appreciate your love and concern. Your care packages have been sanity savers, as have your comments and emails.
Source:
http://a-homesteading-neophyte.blogspot.com/2014/09/no-i-am-not-ready.html