Good Oak
There are two spiritual dangers in not owning a farm. One is the danger of supposing that breakfast comes from the grocery, and the other that heat comes from the furnace. To avoid the first danger, one should plant a garden, preferably where there is no grocer to confuse the issue.
to avoid the second, he should lay a split of good oak on the andirons, preferably where there is no furnace, and let it warm his shins while a February blizzard tosses the trees outside. If one has cut, split, hauled, and piled his own good oak, and let his mind work the while, he will remember much about where the heat comes from, and with a wealth of detail denied to those who spend the week end in town astride a radiator.
I find this to be very true, most of the time we are so preoccupied with so much going on around us in the city life that we don't stop to think where the simple thinks come from and we just take them for granted. It is so easy for anyone to turn a knob on the stove and get instant heat for cooking, that we don't appreciate it. I remember one time I went to a ranch and we were going to have a bohemian get together (Spanish term for gathering of friends around the fire at night singing while somebody plays an acoustic guitar) and I was trying to start the fire with wood logs and matches and I could not get it to start. After many failed attempts my husband came to help me and I was the most excited when we were finally able to light it up. It felt like a great accomplishment and I was proud of that fire all night long. It is things like this that we miss out on when we are not in touch with nature. We go through life all hurried up and stressed out over so many things, that we miss out on life itself.
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