A job? Oh no no no, that's not for me. I'd much rather wear long dresses and bake and look after farm animals all day, thank you.
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A job? Oh no no no, that's not for me. I'd much rather wear long dresses and bake and look after farm animals all day, thank you.
Somewhere around 2009 a friend who’s a photographer asked me to set up a photoshoot for her with a milk cow at my farm. At the time, the Shared Cow was living at my neighbor’s farm and I’d go over there twice a week to do the milking. The night before Penny’s photoshoot I brought Sushi* over to my barn.
The shoot was fun and Penny was happy with the photos she got. When she was finished, I walked Sushi back down the road to return her to my neighbor’s pasture. My daughter, then 4 yrs old, followed behind, and Penny brought up the rear. She got several lovely photos even along the roadside. One of them ended up gracing the cover of the Literary Journal! I never knew that until recently, when she remembered to give me a copy. I was so tickled! So, here it is. Photo credit Penny Knoble-Besa.
* I know that’s a weird name for a milk cow. I know.
me: wants to be traditional and have a family & nice house
also me: 20, living at home and working at a thrift store
traditionalbunny -> domestic-housebunny
I’m no longer considering myself “trad”. If you’re trad, you can still interact with me and, until more of the community I’m hoping to start come up, I’ll still be interacting with trad blogs.
wait... what community are you trying to start?
I’m trying to start an alternative to the trad community. Something more gender neutral, more friendly to views other than biblical and conservative views, something automatically accepting of lgbtq+ people like myself, something more welcoming of poc/poc friendly, something that is more supportive of feminists (not talking about terfs or swerfs) and, speaking of swerfs, something more sex positive. I want to officially call it “familycore/famblr”.
what would familycore/famblr be about?
Think trad without the associations with white supremacy, racism, sexism, religion and extreme conservatism. Think kids and parenting tips, recipes, gardening tips, cleaning tips, self-care/feminine, non-binary or masculine-specific posts, a love for vintage things without a love for the problematic society at the time, promotion of a healthy and happy family unit (whatever that looks like for you), and more.
so...do you not share any ideas with the trad community anymore?
I mean, I do, to some degree, but they will only apply to me personally because it will be what works for me and my partner. The difference, I think, that will make me familycore more so than trad is me believing it is a personal choice and preference who takes on what roles/jobs/responsibilities rather than just a given based on how I identify when it comes to my gender. If you think that too, then maybe you aren’t as strictly traditional as you thought.
any questions?
If you call stay at home parents or house partners "freeloaders" or "Gold diggers" ur gross and clearly don't understand what effort it takes to take care of a house and kids and yourself
I'm sorry, exploding cabbages? How does that happen?
Hi, anon! That’s a great question that I was hoping someone would ask, so I’m glad it’s you! This is probably one of the most hilarious things that happens on the farm, even if it does waste a vegetable when it happens.
The truth of it isn’t very fun, or very hilarious: Water retention causes a cabbage to split after a time, and when it splits, it happens in an instant, creating a loud “POP!” as it does.
It’s very common for this to happen when harvesting cabbages after rain. There are times that you’ll be able to get the cabbage off the plant just fine, but as you’re balancing more than one of them in your arms, the pressure will be just enough to make the internal pressure of the cabbage split, make that loud pop, and scare the hell out of you. And the pressure release of one cabbage splitting will cause others to split, as well, so it’s best to harvest cabbages in one single layer until you get them cooled. You’ll still have a couple split when your truck hits a bump, but it won’t be nearly as terrifying as when it happens in your arms, trying to carry five cabbages to the farmstand.
@doctor-lucky and @sonaea got married this weekend and it was the best thing ever