We're all lucky to have (especially city folk):
- Running hot water
- A flushing toilet
- A well-insulated house
- Heat with a thermostat
- Plumbing that goes away from our houses
- The ability to shower whenever we want
Our waste water has to go somewhere, mine goes into a bucket and then gets dumped outside nearby. Our heaters have thermostats, I am the yurt's thermostat. Our hot water has to get warmed by burning some type of fuel, my fuel is the wood in the wood stove. Despite my having to wake up once a night to get the fire going again, I can smile at it and have a good sense of my place in the world. I am in tune with the weather and temperature. I am acutely aware of the lengthening of days as spring quickly approaches as every day the sky gets brighter earlier and the chickens follow suit. I also get to see the billions of stars that slowly rotate in a sparkling mosaic across the blue-black canvas above, Orion, Cassiopeia, and the seven sisters greeting me as I walk home from the farmhouse to the yurt.
A good meal, a warm fire, and some peanut butter are all I need to be happy at the end of the night. I have access to all the winter veggies I want, some meat, and then some. Life is pretty good if you ask me. If you haven't tried the winter squash recipe I posted before, you're missing out on a piece of heaven. I've become a squash addict over the last week.
Roasted Winter Vegetables
This recipe is somewhat adapted from a cookbook, but also suggestions.
- however many winter veggies you want to eat (carrots, winter squash, rutabaga, kohlrabi (tastes like broccoli but in root form), turnips, celeriac, winter squash, and winter squash)
- a couple tablespoons of olive oil
- a healthy sprinkling of dried herbs like thyme, rosemary, and oregano
Other quick updates, I will be doing more horse logging next week after doing it all this week. I'll let you know about the experience of learning to drive horses while they're dragging a 40 foot log through 2 feet of snow. I was so tired last night I literally got home from the farmhouse and fell asleep at 9pm.
PS - Shoutout to Candace and Freeman! Thanks for the olives, reading material, and slippers! Most of all, I'm addicted to Candace's German chocolate dough balls. You should seriously consider baking those and selling them! I'm also glad you guys have decided to work to help people in the Dominican Republic. It is a beautiful thing you are doing.
Til next week, stay toasty! Some pictures (finally) below...
The yurt, with Tacoma as a reference (A professional photographer, I am not) |
The door that humans and dogs use. The mice like to climb in elsewhere. |
The Office |
How I look while working but with shirts on. |
Alright Lee There are so many ways I could go as far as the shirt off thing but I think I'll just go with the mustache.....(insert off color Burt Reynolds/Tom Selek joke here).......Whats the adress if I wanna send stuff to you such as pics of you fighting roosters with your Magnum PI stache? chuck
ReplyDeleteRich, I'm digging the writing (though voracious reader I am not):
ReplyDeleteOur dingle berries must stick somewhere, mine stick to the mice that invade the yurt. Our boogers must feed someone, mine feed the compost heap over by the horses.
Bravo! Stay warm. :)
I used yurt in wordfeud (androids ripoff of wordwithfriends) guy chatted "wtf is a yurt?"
ReplyDeleteAddress is 408 Willow Lane, Wiscasset, ME 04578. Real men wear moustaches.
ReplyDeleteThanks Tahmeed!
Glad I'm a part of your expanding vocabulary Doug...Keep reading!