Almost 20 years ago, my husband and I were newlyweds and, like many other newlyweds, we were dirt poor. We pinched every penny. We did without. We scrimped and saved. It was hard! There were times that I wished things were different. There were times I would dream of castles and fancy cars and new clothes. There were times I would pray for a different life, especially as the laundry piled up, and the bills gathered, and there were more mouths to feed.
I was reading recently about my ancestors–families with 10-14 children living in mud dugouts on the plains. How did they do it? They knew how to manage their homes and their crops. They knew how to make use of every part of what they had. They helped their neighbors. They didn’t waste anything! Learning about them has been life changing and inspiring for me. I can live that way, too!
Is it possible to live like the pioneers in the 21st century? Yes and No. We can’t possibly live off of what we grow in our suburban back yard. We don’t have any farm animals. I don’t wear a bonnet or a floor-length dress. I drive a car, and occasionally binge tv shows, and waste time on social media. But the principles of self-reliance are the same and haven’t changed. I try to take the methods, the practice, and the principles from my ancestors and apply them to my life today.
20 years post newlywed phase, we are in a better position. The stumbling blocks weren’t taken away, we just used them to make stepping stones. This website is a place for me to post all my recipes, books, tips, and tricks for a hearty heritage home. Thanks for stopping by!
*This website is lovingly dedicated to all my many ancestors: those who crossed plains for religious freedom, who washed and hung laundry by hand, who baked bread, hunted, plowed fields, harvested grains, bottled stews, dried herbs, spun wool, patched trousers, knit stockings, split logs, and did all the things needed to courageously build strong and happy homes. We are so spoiled today, and I owe them everything.
Also, this website is dedicated in loving memory of my mom, Suzi, (1956–2018) who inspired and championed me in this whole learning process. Thanks, Mom.