Hello Pack. Winter has arrived on our survival homestead folks, or at least it feels like it. Only in Ohio could you go from wearing sleeveless clothing to cracking ice in a poultry waterer in such a rapid amount of time.
One day this past week we had 60 degree weather, the next day we had temperatures below freezing. In this state, you better be prepared for multiple season wardrobe changes in the same day – or wind up feeling awfully uncomfortable when Mother Nature decides to be wicked.
Bobby did some off grid fuel preps this week. A tribe member went to a local mine and picked up a ton of coal chunks to stockpile. If you put one of these black hunks of earth into the wood stove it will go all night no matter how cold the temperature gets.
He and a tribe member also went to a local lumber mill and bought some “slack” I think he called it. A load of really long excess lumber cut from trees for whatever reason, often quality, is tossed in piles and sold dirt cheap.
It was actually cheaper to buy three truckloads of this slack wood than it was to run the chainsaw to cut what we already have laying in the woods.
The slack is not as seasoned, but since the weather turned nasty from drought to intense rain to snow, it was simply easier and more economical to go buy this extra “just in case” wood.
If need be, we can run out into the woods and cut more firewood to split, but we have more than enough to get us through a hard winter already in the wood sheds.
In other preps this week, I expanded my indoor garden yet again. We are now growing more garlic, miniature tomatoes, onions, miniature peppers, lettuce, carrots, goji berries, elderberries, and lavender.
One of our tribe members got a nice big doe, so our on-site butcher shop saw some action. A host of older children helped with the processing and our youngest grandkiddos got to have another lesson about the circle of life and where our meat comes from.
Our dogs kept a keen eye on the deer when it was hanging up on the butchershop porch winch. They were eagerly awaiting the tossing of bones.
I ended up with quite a collection of deer bones by my back door. Every time we use the butcher shop the dogs try to sneak in the bones, and succeeded several times.
These are not nice cleaned up bones like you can buy at the grocery store, they are fresh off the animal bones with all kinds of gooey stuff (that the dogs love) still attached.
They have no place on my floors – regardless of what stage of clean they are in at the moment a sneaky blue heeler wants to bring a snack inside.
Pearl’s kids are doing well and growing big and strong. I have not officially broken the news to my beloved that I have decided to keep Lunch and sell Dinner.
Not Negan is a Billy goat legend, but he will be ready to retire from breeding in another year or so (at least a normal Billy goat would) and I do not want to be without a mature intact male on our survival homestead.
Keeping only one male goat would make as much sense as having only a single rooster – at least if you are a prepper determined to have a sustainable survival homestead.
This Week’s Questions:
- Do you know how to butcher your own meat and have the space and tools to do it during a SHTF situation?
- If not, how do you plan to supply protein during a long-term disaster that could last for years?
- It is Christmas shopping time; are you giving preparedness themed gift to your loved ones this year? Please share you gift giving plans.
- What did you do to prep this week?