Off Grid Renegade
Screw The Joneses.
"Why do farmers farm, given their economic adversities on top of the many frustrations and difficulties normal to farming? And always the answer is: “Love. They must do it for the love.” Farmers farm for the love of farming. They love to watch and nurture the growth of plants. They love to live in the presence of animals. They love to work outdoors. They love the weather, maybe even when it is making them miserable. They love to live where they work and to work where they live. If the scale of their farming is small enough, they like to work in the company of their children and with the help of their children. they love the measure of independence that farm life can still provide. I have an idea that a lot of farmers have gone to a lot of trouble merely to be self-employed, to live at least a part of their lives without a boss."
Wendell Berry (bringing it to the table)
"I’ve put a lot of thought into this and here’s what I think. Yvon Chouinard and Joel Salatin for Pres. and VP."
"It must be so hard for old people to not yell at young people, “You’re doing it wrong! Trust me. I actually know what I’m talking about.” We don’t give them the credit most of them deserve. For having the restraint to let us all be ignorant and naive and fail on our own."
"You were born with potential.
You were born with goodness and trust.
You were born with ideal and dreams.
You were born with greatness.
You were born with wings.
You are not meant for crawling, so don’t.
You have wings.
Learn to use them and fly."
"I have found that some of the simplest things have given me the most pleasure. They didn’t cost me a lot of money either. They just worked on my senses. Did you ever pick very large blueberries after a summer rain Walk through a grove of cottonwoods, open like a park, and see the blue sky beyond the shimmering gold of the leaves? Pull on dry woolen socks after you’ve peeled off the wet ones? Come in out of the subzero and shiver yourself warm in front of a wood fire? The world is full of such things."
Dick Proenneke (via