I live in a city, but I dream about owning a homestead someday. I walk the concrete sidewalks, but wish for dirt lanes. I dig in my community garden plot, but dream about the gardens and orchards I would create. I lay in bed at night and listen to the sounds of the traffic go by, but imagine the sounds of the birds and wildlife. I love my condo, but I want something I've made by hand.
There are many good reasons I am in the city instead of making my homesteading dream happen, but it doesn't mean I can't continue to work toward my goals. Here I will detail my hippie adventures: learning and honing the skills to live as sustainably, and simply, as I can. I will teach myself with books, mentors, or by doing. I'll practice, make mistakes, and hopefully have successes. I'll incorporate my newfound skills into my life, and continue to hone them as I learn new ones.
And maybe someday, I'll get to practice those skills on a farm. One can only dream.
And practice.
And adventure.
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