The days were about swimming, fishing, gathering whatever was growing, campfires and cooking over the coals.... talking, laughing not really careing what everyone else in the world was up to.. cause it just didnt matter.... its funny I can see the mullen growing by them and it sells for $1 a pound....Plantain..psyillium seed... and I dunno what, all right out the door....
Most stuff we kept for our use..it was worth more to us than money...
Morrels an little perch from the lake less than an hour earlier... Ptarmigan, turtles or deer.. pots of crayfish..
fun, fun boys an girls.... Daughters dancing around the fire... no worries.. no pressure.. cutting firewood for the day an night, then runnin the hills like wild things... Bathing in the lake.. and haulin water..
It was one of the best things I/we ever did...
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