Isn’t this a lovely view? It’s from the top of the hill in our back field, near our survivalists’ camp site. I made a watercolor painting inspired by it. Oh, it’s not very good, I know, but I’ve always wanted to learn to paint, so I just went ahead and painted, with a complete disregard for my lack of skill. Life is more fun when you don’t worry about what you can’t do. 🙂
Tommy spent a happy afternoon building block towers for Evie to knock down, and she was happy to oblige. I love how much they all love this baby.
One warm, sunny afternoon, we went on a wander, the little children and I. I thought I might try a photograph or two, even though I was holding Evie, whose happy foot wiggling tends to prevent focused pictures. So I arranged them each against the fence, but Chuck the Steer kept licking them through the wire! Oh, well. It was a long shot anyway.
One of the children inherited my prepper gene, and she’s been building her survival backpack for nearly three years. She decided it was time to see just how prepared she really was, so… Survival Week! David and Jonny decided to join her, and they all left Tuesday morning after chores. The rules are that you can only use what you have in your packs and whatever you can legitimately scavenge. No milking the cows or pilfering eggs or hens from the chicken coops. However, a la The Hunger Games, helpful gifts may arrive from fans back at the Capitol. Each day, I check on them to see what they’d tweak, given the opportunity, and I bring them necessary things (like a sleeping bag for Laney, who underestimated the cold nights and thought a wool blanket would be enough), a challenge (like catching, cleaning, cooking and eating a fish), and a gift (like a real can opener). Tonight is their last night, and they’ve been having such a great time, we’re already planning another one for next spring. I’m a little envious, so Evie and I will play along next time, too! Oh, yes. That is one of the neighbor’s new goats, who just won’t stay in her fence. They did try to milk her, rightly figuring she was fair game. She’s dry, but it was worth a try!
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