by Victoria Gazeley | Mar 19, 2013 | Homesteading Stories, Lessons, Rural Living Skills, Vegetable Gardening
First, there was the year the slugs ate everything. And I mean everything. Then there was the one where it was rainy and cold right through til the end of July (not terribly inspiring for anything but greens). And who could forget 2012, when I didn’t even...
by Victoria Gazeley | Feb 4, 2013 | Food Storage, Homestead Planning, Lessons, Vegetable Gardening
Cold, damp, dark. It’s a typical February on the rainy west coast. Not complaining – at least we’re not buried in snow, and the temperatures are relatively balmy compared to a big chunk of the continent. It may not be a good time for soaking in...
by Victoria Gazeley | Dec 24, 2012 | Animals, Chickens, Children on the Homestead, Lessons, Livestock, Wildlife
The world didn’t end on December 21, 2012. At least for most of us. One of our little roosters wasn’t so lucky. He was a beautiful boy – half Buff Orpington and half ISA Brown (which I guess means half Buff and ¼ Rhode Island Red/¼ Rhode Island White). Lovely red...
by Victoria Gazeley | Nov 26, 2012 | From City to Country, Gift Ideas
Looking for some practical, sure to be loved gift ideas for the modern homesteaders (or modern homesteader hopefuls), rural living fans, self-sufficiency fans, off-grid dwellers and preppers on your holiday list? Or just looking for practical gifts for your friends...
by Victoria Gazeley | Nov 7, 2012 | Emergency Preparedness, From City to Country, Lessons
You’re driving down a long country road on the way to your weekend retreat, or maybe you’re on your way back to your rural home from the winter market. It’s freezing out. It’s snowing hard. And you’re miles from your destination....
by Victoria Gazeley | Oct 29, 2012 | Fear, From City to Country, Homesteading Stories, Mindset, Rural Living Skills, Wildlife
The fear started before we even moved in. Staying in our old cabin alone had been on my bucket list for years. Along with sleeping in a tent alone (which, I have to admit, I still haven’t done). The cabin we now live in had been in our family for about a decade before...
