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Guns - Our First Country Lesson

We've always believed that if you're gonna shoot an animal, you should eat it.

But I've changed my tune.

We have guns (just in case the shiz hits the fan). 
I even have my Concealed Weapons Permit...and there's a funny story attached to that.

But we've never shot at anything. 
The ammo sat, collecting dust, in an ubber safe local.

UNTIL...a rabid skunk skunked my baby and dogs. 
Rachel learned a valuable lesson that day; never try to catch a skunk. 
That skunk sprayed my baby from head to toe and continued to go after the rest of our clan.  I whisked the kids into the house and beckoned David from his chores
to "GET the GUN!" 

As Rachel sat in a bath, covered in tomato paste, David waged war on Pepe le Pew. 
The skunk charged David from under the house.  David's first attempt at target practice was a success.  Just as the skunk turned and lifted it's tail...B A M!

I never saw the dead skunk (I was forever bathing Rachel), but I smelled him until trash day.

Welcome to the Country.

It's fair to say that our life is completely different.

I'm still scattered from this move. But, I've been taking pictures and will share soon.

Here's the long and short:
For many years our understanding and inspiration, regarding the way we provide for ourselves, has grown.  We felt an urgency to reduce our out-go and learn to produce as much of our own food as possible.  We were inspired by those who left the city in search of greater purpose.  So, we did just that.

We have been grateful for the business we knew and worked for many years. 
But, we knew it wasn't sustainable.
This change has required great faith in our Heavenly Father and in eachother, as a family.

First, we set out to find land that met the following criterion:
price
rainfall
soil quality
growing season length
GreatSchool rating
Winnsboro, Texas met the mark.

We sold our house in Georgetown and found a piece of land in the middle of the countryside with a very simple house.  People in this part of the country aren't city savvy and they talk real slow.  But they're genuine, kind, and good.  The nearest Target is an hour away and Winnsboro doesn't even have a Mcdonalds!

We don't exactly know how we're gonna do this;
(that's where our faith is being s t r e t c h e d) but the plan is to start a homestead for ourselves and then help and encourage others.  We figure we'll do odd jobs, breed and sell small scale farm animals (for homestead use), and sell food at the farmer's market. 

When I named this blog (about 3 years ago) I had NO IDEA what was in store. 

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Homeward Bound

We're off to do life a little differently. 

"Bind me not to the pasture

Chain me not to the plow

Set me free to find my calling

And I'll return to you somehow"

 

                  

We're excited to share our new journey with you.
Stay Tuned.

Baby Deer

Our neighborhood has been flooded with fawn.

Not much is cuter than a baby deer.

Sophia is most smitten.

Much too weak to keep up with her mama, Bambi has been

carefully tended to by mama Sophia.

Bambi's mother has retrieved her and all is well in the animal kingdom.