Trip to South Carolina
On Friday morning, we hopped out of bed, fed
the animals, and jumped in the car for a quick trip to South Carolina
to visit my father. We drove out of the Great Valley, up over the
rumpled Blue Ridge Mountains, and then down into the Piedmont. By
the time we reached Daddy's house, I had slipped out of my winter coat
and was marveling at the number of leaves still on the trees.
The difference that a bit of mountain elevation makes to
the climate is amazing. Daddy's garden seemed to be a month behind mine,
with the basil dead but the last cucumbers and peppers still littering
the ground. We gave him a bucket waterer
to keep his chickens hydrated, along with our first homegrown lemon of
the year. In exchange, we loaded up the car with some more wild River Cane starts,
some oregano plants (part of my endless search to find the most tasty
type), and sage and rosemary cuttings. The last two are long
shots, but I figure if they don't root, I can put them in dinner with
no harm done.
Speaking of food, we ate our first Thanksgiving dinner of the year..and
our second from the leftovers the next day. Thanks, Daddy!
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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.
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