My friend, who I met at Cracker Country for Smithsonian Museum Day wrote a blog that encompasses my feelings. You walk around and admire the simplicity and the utilitarian beauty of the place, the truth of how little you really actually need. It makes you want to shed your stuff like the skin off a snake. I imagined our little family in the Smith house.I'd have added a loft, insulation, and solar panels, but the idea of less space to live in is appealing. Less place to shove stuff you rarely use or could surely get by without. The large porches on both sides, you begin to picture a barn for the animals, a wood shop/craft shop for our creative and needed endeavors. Mostly you imagine space, and nature soaking into your soul and wide open sky wrapping around you like a hug and you want to be here forever...we stayed for 6 hours, until it closed, even then the kids hardly wanted to go. They spent 6 hours not fighting, not misbehaving just simply being, exploring the past in a tangible way they could understand. Helping to make rope, or spinning cotton, tilling fields, pumping well spigots, exploring old cracker shacks and one room school rooms. Oh the one room school room, we must have spent at least 2 hours of our time there. Someday...someday this will be ours. Until then we enjoy the small city life. Museums and free concerts near by, zoos, parks, grocery stores around the corner and friends close by, but one day we'll leave it all behind to be self-sufficient on our land. Our little family a world unto itself.
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