Back to Basics

If I was ever envious of how someone else lives, it would have been this weekend and while I was at the Homestead Heritage Village.

If I had it my way, this would be the place where I lived or at the very least, be a part of. There is only one bad thing that came out this and I will tell you at the end of the post.

The village is a complete self sustainable community. Everyone has skills and jobs that helps the community exist. Everything from a potters house that houses the kiln and all the things to make the community’s own pots and dishes to the the grain mill where a working water wheel and grind stone ground the flour and corn mill for the bakers house which in turn baked the breads for the community.

 The water for the community gardens and for the livestock comes from a rain water catchment system that gets pumped to a small water tower. When there is no rain it is pumped from a well by a windmill.

 The sheep are sheared and the yarn is made from a spindle. Then in the craft house they make all the community’s blankets and clothes on these looms.

 There is also a butchers house with a smoke room for the community’s meat.

Up the road is a cheese factory and an underground cheese cellar. We got to sample some of it and it was amazing.

The blacksmith shop is fantastic along with the wood shop that makes all the furniture.

The good thing about it, they believe in A/C
If I lived closer I would love to attend some of the classes they offer. I think I am pretty knowledgeable when it comes to living like this because I try and do most of it everyday, but these people are way beyond my expertise on this lifestyle.

Some of you readers up North are use to seeing this way of living from the Amish. Here in Texas we don’t have things like this and this is the first time I have ever seen anything like it up close.

Here is the bad I got from this visit.
My project list just tripled.
If you are ever around Waco Texas, you need to stop by this place.

It was good to see HB and get to meet her family and friends and to remember a great friend. I wished it was for better reasons though. She didn’t put me to work like I was wanting but I understood. I’m not any good at just sitting around, but I did. I do expect to make some weekend trips back down to help her out when she needs it if she will let me. It’s the only way I can help, I’m not to good with words when it comes to things like this so just let me know what needs to be done and I will do it.

I’m gone,
MDR