... Of Surviving the Wilderness
By the time Lin & I (aged 3&2) moved to the farm the house had been rebuilt (with wood floors this time), Paul had a truck - and a tractor, and a gravel road went by the property.
So if you have a few moments, stick around and join us for some stories of our adventures (or misadventures) from our “good ol’ days.
We believed we were living the pioneer life - and perhaps we were, but it was such a wonderful uncomplicated time.
There was no electricity - cooking and heating was by wood or coal stoves. Light was with a coal oil lantern. No running water - it was carried daily from a dam about a 100 yards away. The ‘crystal palace’ was 40 feet outback (an’ darn cold in the winter). Meat was stored in an icehouse. Potatoes and freshly canned vegetables were kept in a root cellar.
Even though the new frontier had opened up considerably by this time amenities of the civilized world had not yet reached this part of the country. The nearest town was still 30 miles away.