Ahhh, Yes.
I am going back to school in the spring to start my path to owning a kennel or doggy day care or animal hospice. This last year living in the city with Bren has been a big change from the previous few years living on the farm and working with animals and in rescue. I was digging through old emails looking for something else when I found an email in which I described what it is like to be on a homestead, caring for animals who often had been abused.
It’s a 24-hour job, you have to get up at night or at sunrise or both.
It doesn’t matter if it rains or is 40 below; you still have to do the rounds.
It’s the fact that you can’t just take off camping on the weekend spontaneously, you have to find someone to watch the dogs and trust me, its easier to find a babysitter than a farm sitter.
Its being woken up by barking dogs every morning.
Its skipping meals to make the time to feed animals.
Its blisters and calluses and dirt under the fingernails.
It’s dashing out of the shower to check on barking dogs, every time… Continue reading
The Price of Food
Costs come down when people buy from small & organic farms and not buy food produced by feedlots. So that the small & organic farms can makes ends meet without having to jack up prices.
Costs come down when people support local or nearby farms and not food transported from foreign countries.
Costs come down when people eat food that is seasonal and not demand to have pineapple in February.
Costs come down when people learn to cook for themselves from scratch in large batches and to preserve and store food.
Costs come down when people grow vegetable gardens in their yards and not monoculture grass lawns. When they grow fruit trees in yards and parks and not imported ornamental species of trees that produce no edible fruit or nuts.
Costs come down when people eat at home and not at restaurants.
Costs come down when the government supports farmers and not large scale corporations, packing plants and fucking McDonalds.
Costs come down when people realize they don’t need super-sized meals in order to eat well. Portions eaten today by folks in Western society are double the size they were even 50 years ago.
Costs come down when people don’t… Continue reading
The Mandatory Altar Photos
Well, its that time of year isn’t it? When a Witch finally no longer has any excuses not to clean off the altar, set it up for Samhain, and post photos of it to her blog. Also a good excuse to play around with the night setting on her camera, eh?
Pictured from top right to bottom left:
Crow fetish, this is where it is “stored”. Art card of a red haired lady holding a baby crow or raven, art card of a moon goddess I’ve had for years, art card of a shaman dude, antler tip and other doodads hanging on a piece of leather lacing, a plaque of Bren’s depicting Celtic gods. An owl statuette, a tiny goddess idol made of clay, a skull with a candle on his head, a horned god idol made of clay, a greenman oil burner, a cool bowl full of rocks with a smudge stick on top of the rocks, a crow statuette. My bag with my divination collection in it, a couple of knives including one with my clan badge on it, a leaf shaped offering dish with bread and cheese in it, and a cow skull shaped candle holder. As… Continue reading
To Fly By Night
Hoofprints in the Wildwood
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