Once Upon a Time… I decided to live off the land.
It was the 2008. The economy was awful. Money was tight.
“I’ll live off the land!” I said.
It’s not as easy as it looks. I fought urban squirrels, killed seedlings, and had three cheap greenhouses blow away in New England storms.
If I were a pioneer, I’d be dead.
–Original Poser Homestead Motto
Homesteading is hard. But, it doesn’t have to be…
I learned the secret–relax, learn one thing at a time, and hav fun.
I started to get the hang of it… soon, I was eating off my land (sometimes!).
More and more people are learning the skills our grandparents knew. I wanted to learn, too. I found farmers, master gardeners, master canners, neo-hippie bearded distillers from former corporate jobs, and families getting out of the rat race and into community supported agriculture. I learned from them.
I made friends with cutting-edge tech people who raised chickens and brewed beer on the side, and New Yorkers renting plots in community gardens.
Everywhere I went, people wanted to get back to the land, live simpler, eat better, or know where their food came from.
It’s all part of the poser homestead movement–I learned this: I didn’t need a farm. Any one thing I learned was one more skill under my belt.
That journey became the Poser Homestead. No stress… just me, learning one thing at a time, ruining less each year.
I’m not a garden-loving grandma, but the more I practiced each skill, the more I saw results.
I didn’t start the Poser Homestead to grow prize tomatoes.
I went into this out of fear. Our business was failing, and I was a teacher at the time–I didn’t have a dime to spare.
Eventually, my motivation changed. I wanted to learn more–the food I grew was delicious–chef-quality. I didn’t have to go to the store as much. By growing, gathering, canning, preserving, and cooking from scratch, I had an endless supply of possibilities. For me, it started out as a chore but became fun and delicious.
That got my attention. Then, I wanted to learn more.
I shifted from fear to curiosity to hard-core interest. That made all the difference.
Something else did, too. I relaxed. “There’s a store down the street.” If I didn’t plant enough, cook enough, learn enough, it didn’t really matter. I gave myself permission to have fun. “There’s always a farm or store down the street.”
Except one day… there wasn’t…
THIS MADE ME RETHINK EVERYTHING ABOUT THE POSER HOMESTEAD PROJECT
Covid hit. As a former teacher, I wasn’t overly concerned–teachers work sick, and I’ve taught kids with tuberculosis, malaria, mono, meningitis, flus, colds, and more.
“I’ll be fine,” I thought.
But, one day, I went to the warehouse store–the line wrapped from the front to the back and around the again. People were panic buying bottled water and toilet paper, rushing forklifts as they tried to restock.
I went home and stayed there.
That’s when I realized something. Even as people around me posted pictures of empty shelves and listed the things they couldn’t get–yeast, flour, sugar, toilet paper, and more…my little Poser Homestead pulled through.
I had what I needed to live normally. This is the best part–I had enough to help others and share.
I’m just one person with a couple acres of land and some chickens who learned to can and preserve food and hates going to the store.
By doing my normal minimum day-to-day things, I was stocked, prepared and ready to get off the grid for months if necessary.
That’s when I thought, “There’s something to this Poser Homestead thing…”
It doesn’t have to be hard, and it can still be as simple as a window herb garden. But…it can be a whole lot more, too…
I’ll share what I learned–short cuts, efficiencies, and fun projects, too.
I hope you’ll build a little poser homestead, too!
My Poser Homestead is worth its weight in gold (or toilet paper & flour, these days…
You should have one, too! Whether you want an urban garden, a backyard chicken, some bees, or a complete “poser homestead” of your own, start today!
Learn one or two things our grandparents knew. Have fun. Then, learn something more.
You may fall in love with the feelings of health and independence it brings.
I’m not a farmer, a food scientist, carpenter, gardener, or chef. If I can do this, you can, too.