Homesteader Life

Boy it sure has been a warm fall so far. Planted garlic yesterday, it was 80 some degrees out and we were all sweating before we were done. I’m ussually complaining about how cold my hands are when planting garlic! They say it going to start cooling off this week, I for one am glad to hear it. The cow barn is whitewashed, one of those sure signs that winters coming. The age old ritual of draging every thing out of the barn and sweeping out the cobwebs. Now for the next few weeks every time I go to the barn my clothes will be smeared with whitewash dust. It always looks nice right after its done, but by next year it will need it again. Bow season for whitetails opens up on the 13th. Another reason to pray it cools off a bit, ain’t exactly good weather for hanging carcasses. Dad saw a nice buck this morning down in the scrub apples. Bow season gives us a chance to do some real hunting. After gun season opens up the hills come alive with every nit-whit that owns a shotgun. The deer start moving big time and then all you can do is try to try to be sitting at one of the many escape routes. Fur trapping has been on mind the last few days. Not sure what the plan is yet for the trapline. After the last few suprise expences we’ve had around here, cash money is pretty scarce till the next milk check. Best part is, poor as I am, I ate a giant sirloin steak for supper. Smothered in garlic…fryed in butter….less than a week ago it was grazin’ the hillside….heck, being poor ain’t all that bad I have to remind myself sometimes how much that steak would cost a cityboy. Thats just common table vitils round here. Brings to mind one of Johnny’s latests. He came back from WV craving “country water”. Where he was staying was on town water and he said he was sooo glad to be “back in the country so I can have a fresh cold glass of country well water!” The stuff we take for granted, the stuff just free for the takin’, is stuff that we would never trade for what the moderns call “prosperity”. If drinking clorinated water and paying a huge chunk of cash that you traded for your labor just to eat a steak is what they call “progress”, then I want no part of it.

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