Our local county historical society has a log cabin exhibit at the county fair and I just spent the past four days working in it. The cabin was built in the northern Minnesota woods in 1893 by Swedish immigrants.
It is an interesting adventure in "slow" cooking monitoring fire and temperature. It is also fascinating to hear the responses people have to the cabin, the cooking, the life style. The number of young women who look around and say "I could live like this" always surprises me. The older folks who remember grandparents and parents who lived this "simple" life, not many of them expressed the same sentiment. They often did, however, express fondness for their childhood picking eggs, separating milk, their mothers and grandmothers working at the wood stove. More than one talked with nostalgia for the bread that came out of those ovens.
One young woman's eyes sparkled as she told me about spending the first three years of her marriage in a cabin half the size of ours (approximately 13x30) deep in the woods. She described in detail how her husband built the cabin himself with wood he had cut down. He hunted, trapped and fished for their food. Hers is not a romantic dream of the "simple" life -- she is rooted in the reality of the hard work. Yet she talked of planning to do it again after her son leaves the nest.
Is it truly the "simple life?" As I spent four days of all day every day monitoring the wood stove fire, heating water to wash dishes, cooking, baking and washing more dishes, "simple" didn't resonate with me. While driving to the fair in my Escort, I searched for another word or phrase, it occurred that "meaningful work" more closely described my sense of it. Immediate needs of survival – work tied intimately to producing food and shelter — sustaining, solid -- okay, maybe "simple" does fit. What do you think?
As part of the exhibit we baked bread, made waffles, venison stew, and Swedish brown beans in and on the wood stove. I also tried cooking down some goat milk whey for a version of Norwegian Gjetost but the fair was over before it finished. Exhausted and contented, I am now thinking of what to cook next year. Any recipes or suggestions?


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So you'll do this again next year? How long - four days?
It is true...it's not "simple" and it is pesky, inconvenient and time consuming.
On the other hand, I love being close to a garden, milk animals, fresh baked sour dough bread and home-made everything.
And I like the word "concrete" -- that works for me. Thanks.
I like the idea of taking the best of all worlds, past and present, when assembling "the simple life." As you know, I don't own a car, because I think it complicates my life more than it simplifies (car payments, gas, repairs, insurance, parking, tabs, road rage, etc, etc, etc). But I did finally buy a small microwave when I realized it would help me to cut back on my gas bill. Tea and oatmeal now get heated in the microwave, I have fewer pots to clean, and breakfast is ready to eat in less time on a winter workday morning.
Whenever I make a purchase (okay, MOST of the time when I make a purchase) I first ask myself "is this going to improve my quality of life?" Clutter is a hindrance, not a help, so I'm not likely to buy something if it's just going to add clutter to my life. Or responsibilities - I particularly avoid things with monthly fees - magazine subscriptions, and the like. And no tv! It just makes you want things you don't need.
This year I started my first vegetable garden, and I'm hooked! I feel much more in touch with where my food comes from. While it may not be as "simple" as going to the grocery store, it does make me focus on the bounty of the earth, our ability to provide for ourselves, and the passing of the season, from planting to harvest. That certainly improves my quality of life.
I also think living the "simple life" means focusing more on things like relationships, community, and the environment. It's as much about awareness and intention as it is about posessions.
Mark, I totally agree about food preparation - and I bet Cynthia would, too. I love to bake...and while some of the things I make might seem quite complicated, I get a great deal of satisfaction from it. It's a creative outlet, and on the whole much better for me and my guests than anything I might buy that's pre-packaged.
There is some controversy about what he says about Whole Foods Corporation...I found this on Kurt Michael Friese's gather page: http://www.gather.com/viewArticle.jsp?articleId=281474976766010
Yes, I do recommend it, though it makes going to the grocery store tough.
If I could do without one aspect of the "complicated" life, it would be the paperwork and bureaucracy. I'm glad to have health insurance and some retirement investments, but some days I feel like a full-time bookkeeper!
I remember my neighbor taking her five children and husband in a small pop-up camper for a "vacation" to a nearby lake. It seemed like so much more work than if they had stayed at home and just drove the 5 miles from their quiet country home to the crowded campsite for a few hours of swimming. Seemed to me that the vacation was more complicated and difficult than daily life...
Great article and comments!
Cynthia, does the 4 day stint included nights? Is the fire kept going from one day to the next?
I don't think I would mind 'the simple life' for a while, and I know I'm self reliant enough to survive for a few weeks in that type environment if I had to, but I would not want to do it as a permanent way of life.
We have the easy life,because there were no stores to go and buy a loaf of bread or a gallon of fresh milk,nor the use of freezers or refrigerators, they worked from sun up to sun down and then ate simpe meals during the week and on Sundays they had the elaborate meal after church. the chores were done every day and they did not have a day off for rest. so i guess we have it lucky
Joy, I think you may have hit on the definition I was looking for: "...to live with simple things...not that it was simple to live."
This weekend there has been lots of talk on the radio about preparing for an emergency (anniversary of Hurricane Katrina reminders). So I spent some of the weekend thinking about how prepared I might be should the electricity go and all the conveniences of modern life along with it. I live in the country and my major dependency on electricity is my water...I have no back-up plan to get water without electricity unless I melt snow or dip from the nearby river. And, of course...there is that stuffed freezer. But I can heat with and cook on my little wood stove...and learn to use a saw on all the dead trees in my woods. Life would be simple...and hard.
Sorry to take so long to answer. I am still getting used to the ropes around Gather. I like this site a lot, but I do think it could be easier to use. I am no expert in website development, so my comment on this may only be an expression of my ignorence.
About poverty.
An old black woman I met in Duluth once told me there is no such thing as "voluntary poverty." She knew whereof she spoke.
When I was a young man, still a child, really, I was taken with a religiosity from reading Kantanzakis' books, 'St.Francis of Assisi' and the Last Temptation of Christ.' I was much a fool and took these books very seriously. At that time I wanted to become a monk, and ever since, though two marriages, various funerals, and a variety of adventures, in some of which my actions were not heroic, I have consistantly broken my vows to my own soul to live in poverty, chastity, and obedience.
I had trouble finding anyone or anything to task my ego to obedience, and chastity was a weakness of mine and soon had to be abandoned. Poverty? I tried everything I could think of to avoid it, short of things immoral or criminal, but it has crept up on me. Chastity soon followed, but it is the chastity of one too old to worry much about fighting rageing passions. I still have not found any way to obedience, but I suppose it may come in when the doctor's get ahold of me.
So I have no reason to think I know the answer to your question. Anyway I am still very rich by most global standards. I have my cabin to live in, my truck to drive, food to eat and clothing to wear. I have the great wealth of loving freinds and neighbors, and family too although they do keep their distance. I have books to read, and I have my writing. In all these things I am rich, although in terms of cash, well, I haven't any, nor any liquid or liquifiable assets to speak of. I don't qualify to pay any income taxes, and even get an earned income credit.
Medical is covered by the veteran's administration. County assistance gets me more than enough food stamps. For gas money, I sell my plasma. I am still ashamed of my wealth, and show it here because I refuse to hide my shame, and it seems you have specifically asked.
Is my life simple? Pretty much so. My only real expense is my truck, and I can forsee the day when that expense will leave me stranded somewhere. I wish I had a mule.
Also I listen to the radio a lot, and my brother gave me this computer, and these things are far more complex than I could sustain on my own. You know, if I didn't listen to the radio or read the news, my life would be idyllic. Thousands of square miles of forested wilderness studded with lakes is just off my doorstep, and the depradations of global warming have, so far, been slow coming. I wouldn't even notice them much if I hadn't heard about it. It is true that the two upper stories of my forest are now lying in ruins of tangled branches on the forest floor, and the winters have been warm for the past ten years, and the summers longer and hotter than I remember up here in the boreal forest. But these things are up and down and have not gotten so intense that I would worry about the world's climate.
So, what is simplicity? I guess it probably lies in no longer having to make choices. I carry my water from an artesian well, so easy to pump up that it practically bottles itself. I cut the trees that have died around my cabin. Simple? Pretty much so. I do use batteries that I charge up at a friend's house. But radio and two lightbulbs are the extent of my electric needs. I would like to have some solar electric panels, but they are expensive.
Yeah, actually, for me, poverty is pretty simple, but I have no responsibilities (I have lost every responsible position I ever had, but not by being irresponsible) and I have no dependents, and I have no goals or even expectations.
Jean Jaques Rousseau, the French writer, musician, and naturalistic philosopher, ended his days by only wanting to be left alone. Fame and wealth and political connections brought nothing to his life but sorrow and regret, mingled with what appears, from his 'Confessions", to be a rampant paranoia. Of course his idea of poverty was a lot different from mine. He required servants, fine houses, and palatial estates to wander on. I have only my wilderness.
I don't think poverty is simple for everyone. If you want to make a way in the world, it is very inconvenient to be poor. I have not suffered Rousseau's fame, or the attendent bitterness. I am content with the privilages I retain. By the standard of our common society, they are not much. Yet I know most of the world would envy my position, such as it is. So I am grateful as well as content. What more does anyone really need?
Richard