I’m stuck in an apartment on the east side of San Francisco Bay. I have a little balcony, no place to really garden although I do have a few pots of herbs. I was day dreaming the other day of how wonderful it would be to have my own little homestead. I thought I’d share some of the things I would love to be able to do.
I’d definitely have a nice garden. I want to live somewhere with a long growing season so that I don’t have half the year where I can’t get fresh produce. I would have grow tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, carrots, green beans, squash and pumpkins. I would also have an orchard of fruit and nuts trees with a bee hive or two.
For livestock I would have chickens, goats and a milk cow or two. I might even raise a couple of hogs for slaughter. I’m still a little squeamish about killing my own food but I think I’d get over it if I was doing it to put food on my table. I might have some angora goats for wool and a sheep or two. I love to weave and it would be awesome to be able to spin my own yarn and create things. But I prefer cooking so I would rather spend my time concentrating on the garden and kitchen. 🙂
I want to have a second “canning kitchen” in my house. That way I can have a stove dedicated to canning and still be able to cook dinner in the kitchen when I’ve got a batch of canning processing. I want a nice root cellar so I have someplace to store all my produce. Along with that I want a curing room so I can dry cure meats and sausages. A bigger smoke house would be awesome.
Of course, I wouldn’t have to work any job other than caring for my homestead lol. There’s a reason why pioneer women didn’t work outside the home… it was a full time job and then some!
I was watching the Outdoor Channel the other day and thought “Gosh it would be cool if they’d pay me to make a show about how to survive without prepackaged food!”
I never really thought of myself as a “pioneer woman” but I guess in many respects I am. I’m going back to my roots of making my food by hand, growing it as much as possible myself and preserving it. It’s so satisfying to open a jar of home canned chicken stock and know “I made this.”