Leatherstocking Tales

A New Blog!

Angel's entry:

We're setting up this new blog for a couple of reasons.  One is that we were both so excited to find homesteadblogger.com that we immediately wanted to be a part of it.  We've been reading about organic gardening and homesteading for a long time now.  I think I was the one who started it.  I grew up on 3 acres outside a small town in middle Tennessee.  My parents had moved us there from northeastern Ohio (with a short stint in Alabama) because they wanted more privacy than the suburbs could offer.  My father put in a half-hearted garden for a few years, and my mom canned a zillion jars of pickles for the same amount of time.  Then the garden fizzled as my dad devoted all his time to rebuilding his Cessna 140 (in our garage), and the pickles sat in the cupboard until I helped my mom throw them out about two years ago.  But growing up in the woods rubbed off on me and my sisters, as we've all searched for a spot of nature in which to make our homes, even though we've all lived in cities since leaving home. 

My parent's house had (has) no real front yard, just a bunch of trees, moss, and a few mounds of dirt brought in to level things off which never got spread, and were quickly overrun by blackberry bushes.  The backyard was an obstacle course of boulders rising up through cedars, oaks, hickories, and the occasional black walnut.  A depression ran past the front of the house -- an old road, dating back to at least the Civil War.  Out of the red dirt came mostly fossils of a long dead sea, and nothing like anything you could eat.  But it was a great place to grow up.  A few of our neighbors had horses, though I never learned to ride.  And the mountains ringed us all around.

My husband (who will also be adding entries) was born in an Iowa farm town, but lived most of his life in the suburbs of Memphis.  The first garden I planted after we were married, in the tiny backyard of a rented townhouse in a Washington DC suburb, he "weeded" for me by pulling up all my tiny little bean plants.  But this morning he and my oldest son were poring over seed catalogs, gleefully planning a huge garden.

My husband switched jobs last April, in part to movbe us away from the traffic, long commutes, and new construction of St. Louis, where we'd lived for about 7 years.  We'd bought our house there because it backed to a field that was supposedly never going to be sold.  Two years later it was sold and immediately filled with 3000 square foot houses jammed together eave to eave on tiny lots.  We attempted to put a small garden in our side yard, which was immediately vetoed by our neighbors, who believed that gardens didn't belong in subdivisions... and so here we are now, in upstate New York.  We've had a kind of rough beginning, because we moved (twice!) while I was pregnant with our twins, who were born in October.  But now we're trying to settle into our home and our community.  We're hoping to make our little plot of land a place we will all love.

Welcome

04:40, 2006-Jan-15 .. Posted by candy

Hi and welcome!
I also am from upstate NY, right in between Saratoga and Lake George. I dont know exactly where you are, but it cant be that far away from me. I look forward to reading your blog.
Nice to meet you
Candy

Welcome!

06:06, 2006-Jan-15 .. Posted by SimplifiedLife

Thank you for sharing your family and your life w/us at this community. I look forward to reading more and sharing w/you too on this wonderful journey of simply living.

Have a great week. Oh, yes ~ congrats on your twins. ; )

Hi!

08:57, 2006-Jan-15 .. Posted by kayinpa

Welcome to the homestead blogging community...thanks for sharing some about yourselves. :)

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10:49, 2006-Jan-16 .. Posted by farmgirl929

It sounds wonderful!

welcome!