It seems that I've lamented on (and on, and on) about our recent pork procurement and what great stewards of the earth we are by using this local farmer or eating this local thing, getting eggs right from the bum of our own chickens, drinking the fluids secreted from the underside of a lactating goat or growing all those plants in our garden. And then I remembered that not all of you are on a homestead or anywhere near a butcher or baker (or candlestick maker) that provides local foods. Maybe you're in a high-rise apartment or a bungalow with a postage-stamp sized yard. Maybe you don't want to garden, or farm, or shoot tree rodents from your back porch and put them in the stew pot.
I realize not everyone can, or wants to be a homesteader. Maybe your calling or circumstances dictate that you provide housekeeping services, desktop publishing or even chocolate to the citizens of your town. Maybe you pine for a farm of your own, but can't afford to do it (yet....don't ever give up!), or your partner doesn't share your homesteading urges and prefers to hang out at the local watering hole with his friends. And that's fine with me because although I occasionally forget about it, this amazing diversification of people and skills is what makes it possible for me to live my homesteading dream.
The plate that is currently in front of me? The one that is currently holding those homegrown, homemade and local eggs, bread and sausage (yes, it's all about the sausage)? I sure didn't make it. And although I'd like to try my hand at throwing pottery one day, I'm sure not going to rely upon my skills to fill up my cupboards with dishes and cups. The jeans and shirt I'm wearing? Although both made of cotton, I'm pretty sure that I'm not going to till a field to plant cotton in order to start the long process of making my own clothing. Heck, I even take our taxes in to the accountant in town so he can do them - and I went to college to study accounting!
A few years ago, I stumbled upon a blog that was basically about a city-girl-turned-country-girl. I loved it. I checked for updates on a daily basis. And eventually she inspired me to start my own blog. Not only to journal our little adventures, but to provide that little inspiration to someone else that may need just that final little nudge. To let others know that you can escape the daily-grind. That you don't have to move to North Dakota in a cabin on fifty acres of land to homestead. That it is possible to live comfortably on one income. That you CAN do it!
That is, if you WANT to. Because I am not so naive to think that others (like my sister or best friend) are going to head for the country and start shooting and eating squirrels or move where there is not a (good) Thai or Sushi restaurant within a five minute drive.