That life would suit me nicely, apart from raising my own meat. I don't eat meat and could never bring myself to kill an animal just so that I could eat it. However, I would surround myself with animals, simply because I enjoy having them around.
I already live quite an isolated life, even though I live in the centre of a busy town. I keep myself detached as much as I can, don't want to get involved with anyone. The internet is ideal for people like me. We can have brief chats with other people without the hassle of actually being with them physically.
Turns out, simple living is actually easierAnd, he lived to be 100 and she to 91, not bad for such a hard life
Was happy to hear that books are back in vogue and some good sized company bought up Barnes & Noble with the intention of making them the largest independent booksellers...my kind of biz folks. We have a big library and it never fails, when folks come to stay with us you can tell who are the readers an appreciate books and who could care less...how? Books disappear only to turn up months later with a "friend"...lol.I find that I am definitely more antisocial nowadays; not sure if it's because I'm a geezer or if the world is just that ugly now. I prefer my comfortable home to just about anyplace on earth. Anyway, I'm much too cowardly (and dare I say, lazy) to contemplate living in rustic conditions. Just give me air conditioning and a good book; I'm good to go.
Books played a big role during the long winter nights at the cabinWe have a big library and it never fails, when folks come to stay with us you can tell who are the readers an appreciate books and who could care less...how? Books disappear only to turn up months later with a "friend"
In the middle 1800's there was an influx of hermits in New England.I just don't have what it takes to go native.
I prefer the anonymity and convenience of the city.
Years ago there was a hermit named French Louie in the Adirondacks. Louie came down with a bad case of the flu and thought that he was going to die so he decided that he better dig his grave and climb in. He lined his grave with pine boughs, covered the top with some old boards and pinned a note to his shirt asking whoever found him to please fill in the hole. After a week or two, he started to feel better so he climbed out of his grave and continued with his life for many more years.
to a teeA hermit prefers to remain invisible, shuns interaction... No stats were taken, no investigation of why a plague of
hermits appeared...sounds more like people with problems, financial, emotional...
Kinda reminds me of Helen and Scott Nearing
Only, they’re the only ones I know of that actually did it….lived off the land.
Way into their 90s (if I remember correctly)
And they were vegetarians!
(Tough for this carnivore to comprehend)
They inspired my lady and I back in the ‘70s
This was our bible
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And this one
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Heh, we’ve sold everything and moved to the woods…. three times since the ‘70s
I salute anyone that does it like the Nearings did
It still blows my mind
Years ago there was a hermit named French Louie in the Adirondacks. Louie came down with a bad case of the flu and thought that he was going to die so he decided that he better dig his grave and climb in. He lined his grave with pine boughs, covered the top with some old boards and pinned a note to his shirt asking whoever found him to please fill in the hole. After a week or two, he started to feel better so he climbed out of his grave and continued with his life for many more years.
Thank YOU, cool lady, for being a living inspirationTHANK YOU SO MUCH Gary for bringing the Nearings and their books up!!!
I agree with you on both statements.My biggest challenge would be hunting for food and killing animals. That part I’d find the hardest but I’m sure if I was starving I probably would think differently.
I can handle a lot of seclusion and being on my own. I’m used to it and usually prefer it however I do like seeing people once in a while.