I can truly say I have the coolest parents in law. Although bragging about ones in-laws is not common a thing, I have a lot to say about mine. For starters, they raised up Jaxon. So with no further corniness, you can all assume they did the most incredible job raising my husband. I can also go on about what incredible in-laws they are, but I am not here to write about that. I have gathered my thoughts today to tell you about their home, their lifestyle and their skills.
Luckily for Jaxon, his parents and most of their friends would indeed survive a climate (or zombie) apocalypses. Unfortunately for them, Jax, Mila and I would probably not survive it – this is why. Mark and Ellen, the in laws, make everything from scratch. In their pantry I can find ball jar after ball jar of preserved – beans, pickles, tomatoes, peppers, crabapples, blueberry jam, raspberry jam, blackberry jam, apple juice, rhubarb juice, they even have raspberry liquor, wine and apple cider they have fermented!
The treasure-pantry’s door has about 130 spice jars, most of them containing dried herbs that once thrived in the soil outside their house. Just a couple steps away from the survival-pantry-stash I run into, coffee, granola and roasted nuts all made by them. That’s right, every Sunday Mark roasts green coffee, granola and nuts, in a beautiful brick / stone wood fired oven they built, right after he makes about eight loafs of sour dough bread. I can truly go on and on stroking their ego and keep making myself feel a bit useless (by a bit, I mean a very) – nonetheless, I will not stop and mention a couple more things because they truly deserve some paragraphs. If you open their freezer at this time of the year (early Spring) you would find frozen pesto, peas, strawberries, rasberries, blueberries, corn, beans, among other veggies that came straight from their garden.
As I sit and type this, I am resting in a couch they built, a couch that lays in the living room of the house they built about 30 year ago. That is right, they actually built a two and a half story, three bedroom house that features an in-house woodworking shop, garage, bachelor’s apartment, greenhouse, sauna – apart from the common living room, dining room, kitchen, porch, breezeway and playroom. When I say built, I actually mean laying bricks, digging holes, mixing cement, making sure it is insulated and all that stuff I know very little about.
Okay, so I could stop there, but I would be missing a big chunk of why I think they would survive the apocalypses - which is that the whole house is powered by solar panels and a wind turbine. Heating inside is regulated with huge masonry fireplaces, which I have to confess make for some uncomfortable nights for an equatorial heart in our second second story bedroom, nonetheless the whole house is heated and for my husband’s taste, it is the perfect sleeping condition – no coal fueled electricity powers this house.
Finally, the house sits in 35 acres of land, which features trails perfect for skiing during the winter and walking during every other season, a huge garden and a brick oven that hosts pizza parties all throughout the summer.
It is hard to comprehend how they have managed to become so self sufficient, while still living pretty normal lives. They too cruise the internet, stream Netflix, go on trips, go to work and use Facebook. The peace that surrounds their home, is one that captivated me from the moment I first walked into their home.
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