Homesteading

This set of letters is super sweet to me. I can see my Grandfather picking his butter beans and canning the grapes. The letters seem to include all the siblings. Martha, the only girl, is always described as someone rushing in and out the scene, always busy and always with an opinion. Thurman seems to have a couple of girls that he is writing to, which is adorable and also hilarious that my Grandfather was all up in his business like that. It reminds me of how I am with my brothers and their partners. I am the Martha in this scenario. I have an opinion on EVERYTHING but I’m rushing in and out doing my own thing. Ha! So neat to think of my ancestors as similar to me.

I am also impressed with all this fresh produce- no wonder everyone lived to very long ages. I also love how everyone was involved with the projects. My brother in Maine is attempting to do this (we grew up as city folk so he and I are making things up as we go along but it seems to be literally part of our blood). He has Perkinpine Farm, and raises pigs and chickens for meat and eggs. They also have plans for lots of vegetable beds this year. I do as well. I’m building my chicken coop as well as some raised beds and greenhouse area in our yard. My brother and I both seem to need to get back to our ancestral roots with homesteading. I am for it! Enjoy these sweet little letters.