We broke ground in 2005. We moved in 2008. During those years we lived in the old farmhouse in our front yard. Which is slowly falling down and returning to the earth, like we all do.
It took discipline to build it. It's taken discipline to live in it. Wisconsin winters are long and cold. We have one source of heat: The masonry stove that the earth roof rests on.
I lit Morning Fire 189 this morning. We'll break 200 like we do every year. We're already cutting firewood for next winter.
We built it debt free. We were Bitcoiners back then, but didn't know it yet. Creating something of value and not spending beyond our means.
My grandma, who survived the Great Depression, used to say that a lot: Don't live beyond your means!
I miss that. There was a wisdom in it. I could feel it beyond the words.
Yet I knew it was different times. We were encouraged to spend, go into debt for this or that, and live by impulse.
After the jets crashed into the Trade Towers on September 11th, 2001 President Bush reminded us to go shopping.
That's it for now. I was out in the front yard getting ready to plug my tire, looked at the house, and had to sit down and write.
It's my day off. I have some space to write about place. There's power in place. I like it when I can tap into it.
Until next time.
4.19.26
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