Bless your Family,
Mike
The holy trinity of wholesomeness: Fred Rogers - be kind to others; Steve Irwin - be kind to animals; Bob Ross - be kind to yourself
There are two types of people in the world: Those who want to be left alone and those who will not leave them alone.
"But if it's true that the only person over whom I have control of actions is myself, then it does matter what I do. It may not matter a jot to the world at large, but it matters to me." - John Seymour
Nina Jay wrote:In the older posts in this thread it was mentioned as downside that the kids can't as easily just go to the neighbour and play with the neighbourhood kids. We have that here too and I do feel it's a shame, as I remember from my own suburban childhood how we were always running around the neighbourhood knocking on doors and asking friends out to play. It was so simple, there was no need to call and arrange something and the parents didn't have to bother to drive us anywhere.
I've thought about this a lot and then suddenly I got the idea: couldn't someone design an app for this ? (Maybe it does exist but I just don't know about it).
An app where you could easily let other parents know that you're now at home and welcome other kids there to play. One less step: no need to call every parent and ask whether their child can come out and play. Of course you might still have to drive your kid to the neighbour's. It's still no suburban neighbourhood, but it would be a little closer to it
I suppose it could be a facebook or other social media group too, but then the parents would need to be active in those, thus exposing themselves to all the other stuff too. I for one would not like to be online in Facebook all the time, even for this noble purpose.
Mark Tudor wrote:For the most part, the downside of rural living for someone who spent most of their life in the city is having to change your expectations. Shopping and services are further away, so you either plan your trips better or you drive a lot more, impulsive trips/purchases are tougher, which to me is a good thing since most of my impulse buys are junk food.
Kathleen Sanderson wrote:
Nina Jay wrote:In the older posts in this thread it was mentioned as downside that the kids can't as easily just go to the neighbour and play with the neighbourhood kids. We have that here too and I do feel it's a shame, as I remember from my own suburban childhood how we were always running around the neighbourhood knocking on doors and asking friends out to play. It was so simple, there was no need to call and arrange something and the parents didn't have to bother to drive us anywhere.
I've thought about this a lot and then suddenly I got the idea: couldn't someone design an app for this ? (Maybe it does exist but I just don't know about it).
An app where you could easily let other parents know that you're now at home and welcome other kids there to play. One less step: no need to call every parent and ask whether their child can come out and play. Of course you might still have to drive your kid to the neighbour's. It's still no suburban neighbourhood, but it would be a little closer to it
I suppose it could be a facebook or other social media group too, but then the parents would need to be active in those, thus exposing themselves to all the other stuff too. I for one would not like to be online in Facebook all the time, even for this noble purpose.
I grew up on a homestead (160 acres) in the middle of Alaska. Mostly I played with my brothers, or my cousins when they came to visit (they lived over a hundred miles away, but we saw them once or twice a year). But we did have one neighbor family who had a couple of boys near our ages and once in a while we spent time with them. None of us even had a phone (or electricity, or running water); we walked or used a boat if we wanted to play with the neighbor kids. We had a playground that went about a mile from the house on land, and close to that in the other direction on water, since our houses were all built next to a lake.
Later, when we moved back to a rural area of Oregon, if we wanted to play with some cousins who lived near us, we walked over to their house to see if they could play, and vice versa. We did have a phone there (party line) and sometimes used it, but rarely. Mostly we just got on our legs, or later our bikes, and went.
Kathleen
"People get out your way, when you're on fire". Richard Prior
Brian Rodgers wrote: I grew up in New Jersey. I used to use that as an excuse for why I was so green when it came to anything ranch related. I came to New Mexico after my parents retired and moved out here in 1971. Yes, a bit of a culture shock. All the guys my age already knew how to do all sorts of chores for survival. Back then for the locals hunting was how meat got on the table. One thing I had in common with the other 18 year olds, was partying. That used up a decade or so of my younger years. I did learn some important lessons about surviving in the country from my new friends. Irrigating the pasture was one of my favorite things to do.
My brother who was 9 years older used to ride roughshod over me with demands that every trip to town required a load both directions. Bring firewood in, sell it, use the money to buy supplies for the way back, sheesh, hehe. I'm sure I was a handful every time, but I learned the importance of making every trip count. Looking back like this, I feel old, with thoughts like: We had a phone, albeit a party line shared with our neighbor. I think we were two short rings. UPS didn't exist, the mail box was our only connection to the rest of the world. Dad always hated television and I kept that philosophy alive until the Internet which was what my carreer became after three decades. I installed our solar powered WIFi tower on top of our highest mountain and connected the ranch to high speed Internet some fifteen years ago. We created a makeshift fire department, which enabled us to get into some great salvage places over in Los Alamos. We collected some pretty unique items and I began to augment my jewelry making income with up-cycling parts from vehicles to fix other vehicles as the auto-parts store was 15 miles away and parts cost money. I got pretty good at finding heater fans and motors from cars in our junkyard to fit in the vehicles, whatever we had with plates on it. I discovered a way to repair a broken taillight using a hole-saw and any taillight lens using a soldering guns to weld it in place. The point was to not need to go to town and buy more stuff.
That's part of how we learned to live in the country.
Brian
I was John Pollard aka poorboy but the system is broken so I had to start anew
Brian Rodgers wrote:I installed our solar powered WIFi tower on top of our highest mountain and connected the ranch to high speed Internet some fifteen years ago. We created a makeshift fire department, which enabled us to get into some great salvage places over in Los Alamos. We collected some pretty unique items and I began to augment my jewelry making income with up-cycling parts from vehicles to fix other vehicles as the auto-parts store was 15 miles away and parts cost money. I got pretty good at finding heater fans and motors from cars in our junkyard to fit in the vehicles, whatever we had with plates on it. I discovered a way to repair a broken taillight using a hole-saw and any taillight lens using a soldering guns to weld it in place. The point was to not need to go to town and buy more stuff.
That's part of how we learned to live in the country.
My online educational sites:
https://www.pinterest.ca/joelbc/homestead-methods-tools-equipment/
https://www.pinterest.ca/joelbc/mixed-shops/
For me, the downsides of rural living was having money to pay someone to build your house and no one will come. I did the research and since there were plenty of contractors in the area I had no idea I would have a problem. I would have thought they would want work.
They were too lazy to drive 30 miles. In a big city, 30 miles is nothing. You go from one side of town to another ... 30 miles.
S Tonin wrote:Trash is a big issue in rural areas; it's being discussed at length in this thread. In my experience (and I live on a road that's been a notorious dumping spot for all kinds of garbage--stoves, sofas, tires, even a dead pony once), the locals aren't the ones doing the lion's share of the dumping. People come from the more "civilized" areas (including the housing developments) to get rid of the stuff the garbage companies won't pick up (or charge an arm and a leg extra for).
We didn't even have the option for garbage collection in my area
Invasive plants are Earth's way of insisting we notice her medicines. Stephen Herrod Buhner
Everyone learns what works by learning what doesn't work. Stephen Herrod Buhner
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