Ever think of going back in time? Imagine if that were possible? I’d go back to pioneer times I think. Before electricity. Before the industrial age when machines took everything over. I think life would be brutal and hard but you wouldn’t have time to dwell on that because you’d be too busy just trying to survive. And anyone who lived near you would be in the exact same boat and you’d support each other because you’d have no other choice but to do so. Your survival would depend on knowing your neighbour and caring for them and vice-versa.
Your life would be full. To the brim. Working your land. Maintaining your land. Making your home. Growing food. Hunting. Gathering. Preparing the food. Preserving it. Caring for your animals. Repairing the few items of clothing you have. Keeping your home warm. Caring for your family.
Imagine having to go out to the well for water? Every time you needed to bathe or cook or clean, out to the well you would go and you’d have to carry that load of water back with you every time. Your body would be so strong. And your mind would follow, I think. Can you even imagine that kind of life? I can’t. Not really.
But I’d like to try it, you know, just for a few days? If only to be reminded of what is important in life. But also to know how truly lucky I am to be living where I do right now.
The above “Pioneer Home” was a family effort that all three of us worked on as a team with The Boy as lead designer and maker. It was made with stuff we had around the house.