Phase 2, outbuildings, property remediation, and underwear.

The author envisions using lottery winnings to expand their homestead, including adding a workshop, finishing a pavilion, and enhancing their rock farm's resilience. They appreciate their home's innovative design, address maintenance challenges, and emphasize sustainable living, urging for funds to realize these plans while valuing self-sufficiency and environmental stewardship. {{{AI generated, human vetted}}}

Honestly? Art. Drafting. Graphic design.

What was your favorite subject in school? Tick tock. Tick tock. Pre-delivery inspection looming.

Money. Gasoline. Impact. Relationships. Felines. Food.

Are there things you try to practice daily to live a more sustainable lifestyle? Sustainable lifestyle can be a tricky weasel word (phrase) for me to define. If I look at it from a financial POV, am I living within my means. I have a guaranteed basic income. I’m not burning through money that I … Continue reading Money. Gasoline. Impact. Relationships. Felines. Food.

If I can grow it or teach about it, I’ve done it.

TS was able to sell more product this week in Tobermory. The straw-bale crews are finishing up the interior walls and should start the finishing coat next week.

Updates from the (proto) farm…

My project manager is keeping the site neat, however, it IS an active construction site. Gate closed? Call us before entering. Trespassers will be persecuted. (You’ve been warned).

This is a picture showing how the walls are being prepared for straw-bale.

An easy answer: I don’t regret purchasing property on the North Bruce Peninsula… on the East side!

A writing prompt and current construction events!

Our 4th bushwhacking session.

Delivery. Shredding. Resting. Panorama.

The adventures of a technophile, gentleman forester, aspiring divemaster, and cat fancier.

Daily writing promptIf there was a biography about you, what would the title be?View all responses . This writing prompt took a couple of days to work on. I know what TS' bio would be titled, "Oy, Fuck"... that's what she mutters a lot as we tromp through our woodlot. Me, with my daddy-longlegs... I … Continue reading The adventures of a technophile, gentleman forester, aspiring divemaster, and cat fancier.