Lest you think the simple life is all farm fresh eggs and sunny afternoons, I have to admit there are darker days.  I whipped up some tuna salad on Tuesday which really didn't agree with us --- in fact, it disagreed with me so much that I ended up throwing up at 3 am in the snow.  And at 4 am.  And at 10 am.  And at noon.

Mark was less visibly affected, though still weakened by the bad fish.  He was able to keep the fire going while all I was able to do was pull on my coat for the endless treks outside.  Thursday, we were each a bit perkier --- I made it to the sofa instead of spending all day in bed, and Mark even managed to go get some fresh wood.  But we're both a bit under the weather, which is why my posts have been a bit low on details.  I figured you really don't want a photo of Lucy excitedly licking up frozen vomit....

Even on the darkest days, though, the simple life doesn't lose its appeal.  Sure, I haven't quite gotten up the strength to heat wash water to bathe with, but I had two warm cats on my chest Thursday morning who seem to have imbued me with their energy.  It's nice to know that all we really need is someone able-bodied enough to keep the home fires burning and feed the animals --- everything else is optional.

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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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