Posted on 01/14/2014 10:16:23 PM PST by dennisw
Even if he were a city boy, which he isn’t, VDH would feel much better off doing what he does than hiring someone to do all the dirty work while he rides a bike or watches other people pretend to live a REAL life on TV.
Just as there are city elitists, there are also “country elitists” who mock those who want to get their hands dirty, their muscles sore, and learn some of the old skills, even if it’s only a few acres not far from a city. No one is admitted to the club unless they were born on a cattle ranch or a farm and worked it from birth.
beautiful article
This is an excerpt, it should be noted, and not the full piece. Hit the link and read the full article, folks.
God bless Hanson for pointing out one of many values to good hard physical work. Arbeit macht das Leben sues.
The spandex crowd thinks their only expense is paying the yard man. No, they also pay for their gym membership and their “sports” wear and their equipment. That’s four times what it would cost them to get into shape by doing their own yardwork. It takes less time to mow a yard than it does to drive to the gym. Setting out a few bushes and flower pots with the kids much more valuable than shopping for new spandex. Face it, most “landscaping” is done for the benefit of the HOA rather than personal enjoyment.
“Chop your own wood, and it will warm you twice.” by Henry Ford
People love chopping wood. In this activity one immediately sees results. ~Albert Einstein
The highlight of my week is to be able to go to my land and cut down dead oak trees and turn them into firewood logs. After a long week dealing with ass clowns in my office it soothes my soul.
The only thing Obama ever swung was a golf club.
Arbeit macht das Leben süß —— “Work makes life sweet” German expression
Homestead is usually considered separate from producing land or woodlands.
We have 80 acres. We consider the homestead to be 4 acres. However, we keep some of the surrounding land mowed just so we can enjoy it as well as keep the tick habitat down. I’d guess we mow paths and clearings of perhaps another 6-8 acres. We have 14 acres tillable (old fashioned standards were 34 acres tillable)and the rest woods.
VDH is not a city boy. He has a 40-acre producing vineyard and he is no longer young.
I hear dat! Back on the farm, all we had was a 2-bottom plow, a tractor with no cab, no umbrella, a hard metal seat (no air cushioned seat like now), no radios, Walkman’s were yet to be invented, any small radio was a luxury, stick clutch (no hydrostatic drive), and hundreds of dusty acres to turn. Days of back and forth barely seeing any gain on the job. Of course, my “pay” was just being part of the family. I knew it had to get done. No options but to grind away with similar jobs—tending the livestock, harvesting, etc. It had to be done!
That prepared me in so many ways for being successful now. It is what I call, a “basis of appreciation” that has pushed me through challenges after leaving the farm for college and my future. While I, for the most part, hated it then, I look back now and appreciate that experience in so many ways.
Yes it is.
good testimony!!!
It is largely because riding a bike in spandex is a self centered activity, and that is fine, just don’t impede traffic in your “smart shorts” but don’t kid yerself, you aint doing it for anyone but you.I remember those guys. Traffic moving at a crawl and not a John Deere in sight. I hung back 'til the last car passed so I could see what it was. Couple of bike-tards riding side-by-side blocking the lane during rush hour.
Definately Lima beans!! LOL
Odd that they call the mental component “intestinal fortitude”
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