Woman in the Wilderness
Moving out of the city to return to grass roots living in December of 2012 wasn't a difficult decision. Deciding to live on a century old farm, in the remote wilderness, in a two-story log house, wasn't either. The fact that winter was almost upon me was only a little disconcerting. The idea that all I needed was space for a garden, a dairy goat and chickens for eggs, landed me on eighty-eight acres in Northern Ontario with nothing more than my clothes, a couple of pots, a couple of dishes, a couple of cups and winter food supplies. No furniture, I left everything behind to divide among my grown sons but I did find a wooden lawn chair to sit by the fire and pallets to build a bed. By March, I had two hens and a rooster and a mother and daughter team of goats... I've never looked back.
In just over a year later, there were four adult goats with six growing kids, two muscovy ducks, nineteen chickens, two roosters, three dogs, two brand new kittens and enough furniture that visitors no longer had to pull up a log to sit on.
Being self sustainable while giving to others was and is key to life here.
Gifts have made this work and there is nothing more gratifying than sending and receiving parcels; best of all, the preparation of gift packages for those who have been so kind to me, near and far.
There is always coffee and tea on the stove, projects on the go, taste testing and babies to cuddle. Drop in for a visit or keep updated through my blog and drop me a line anytime.
Moving out of the city to return to grass roots living in December of 2012 wasn't a difficult decision. Deciding to live on a century old farm, in the remote wilderness, in a two-story log house, wasn't either. The fact that winter was almost upon me was only a little disconcerting. The idea that all I needed was space for a garden, a dairy goat and chickens for eggs, landed me on eighty-eight acres in Northern Ontario with nothing more than my clothes, a couple of pots, a couple of dishes, a couple of cups and winter food supplies. No furniture, I left everything behind to divide among my grown sons but I did find a wooden lawn chair to sit by the fire and pallets to build a bed. By March, I had two hens and a rooster and a mother and daughter team of goats... I've never looked back.
In just over a year later, there were four adult goats with six growing kids, two muscovy ducks, nineteen chickens, two roosters, three dogs, two brand new kittens and enough furniture that visitors no longer had to pull up a log to sit on.
Being self sustainable while giving to others was and is key to life here.
Gifts have made this work and there is nothing more gratifying than sending and receiving parcels; best of all, the preparation of gift packages for those who have been so kind to me, near and far.
There is always coffee and tea on the stove, projects on the go, taste testing and babies to cuddle. Drop in for a visit or keep updated through my blog and drop me a line anytime.