Today I've been out in my parents' garden, weeding the flower beds. From such work I derive a great sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. It's nice to have instantly visible results after putting in effort. As a result my hands are stained with mud, which has worked itself around my nails. I'm hesitant to scrub it all off, because it's a nice reminder of what I've done today. However, I habitually pick at my nails, so I'll have it all out in a few minutes.
Working outside today in the fresh air and with the ground has reaffirmed my decision to pursue a life homesteading. The problems with that decision, at least for me, are that I will find it difficult to spend time doing something that only benefits myself and my family. For as long as I can remember I have had the inbuilt need to have my life be contributed to improving the world around me. Somehow I will have to find the balance between fulfilling that need, and achieving my dream of living off the land.
But that is the topic of my next post, which will be about the ethics of homesteading.
Until then.
But that's why you blog, right? You can live outside, working and tending and sacrificing time and sweat for your family...then this great blue world can read about it while you sleep. Life, fulfilled :p
ReplyDeleteThat's true. It's nice to know people are reading, even if it's only two of you for now haha.
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