They call us Urban Homesteaders.
We call them Hippie Accountants.
We found each other through a mutual friend Craig.
They have a passenger bus, 1940's stream line, fully metal hollow tube, that now holds all they own.
We had some land for them to park said bus for a few days before they head out on the road on their big adventure.
They garden, make their own wine, beer, tea bags, relish.... you name it, they make it.
We want to learn to do these kinds of things.
They have "hello" time. Every night at 9pm they stop what they are doing, whatever conversations they are having with another person and re-group to say hello lover.
We admire that.
They have no children, only a cat named Sketch.
We have 4 children who love them and are already learning so much from them.
The world would say we are crazy.
We say we are new friends and that settles that.
The conversations have been long, inspiring, and helpful.
I will be sad when they leave.
2 comments:
What? I think I need to have this conversation on the phone, voice to voice. :)
Posted pics for ya dawl.
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