The longer you get into (partly) a self sustainable lifestyle, the more difficult it gets to leave the abundance behind. Going away from it means suddenly altered and questionable food. Why would anyone want that?
Well… for feeling alive and out in the world. A much needed thing to feel…
The tapestry of being self sufficient becomes complex. There, lilac flowers hanging to dry turning deeper purple against the wooden structure that once held corn to dry, I notice a beauty I would have admired while travelling past: now it’s where I am.
Seeing, sitting from an old barn, birds accidentally flying in while buzzing overhead from insects nestling in the wooden ceiling, I know there’s no turning back into a style that I once, and still, longed for.
Years of traveling brought me many different insights, philosophies and countries I needed to be (over 90 in total). I lived in Pakistan, went over 15 times to India and when I stopped cycling the world, that was after 50.000 kilometer through 45 countries, I met Geo. Together we now try to be more self-sustainable, grow our own food and live off-grid. I now juggle with the logistics of being an old-fashioned housewife, cook and creative artist loving the outdoors. The pouches I create are for sale on www.cindyneedleart.com
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8 replies on “The price to pay for comfort”
I discovered sumac in Jordan only back in 2019 and loved it! Now I find in middle eastern stores and put in salads etc. not so easy to find here. A lovely post as always, I’m glad you got a bit of travel in to Bosnia. X
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Hi Anna, thank you for the compliment.
Did you had sumac for the first time in a restaurant?
I remember having pomegrante powder in Iran and when I asked what it was, I was so happily surprised. Now I bought it, but hardly use it. I should. Sumac I now found here in the Netherlands too, makes it easier to use more liberally as it is so much work to harvest (but it looks quite different if I harvest it myself).
Hope you are doing well…
X Cindy
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Yes in a restaurant… I didn’t even know what it was but had to ask! It was perfect on the typical salad or cucumber and tomato.
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Yes, it gives a very zingy flavor. And it grows there anyway… in Hungary too.
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Weeral genoten van een prachtige fotoreportage! Hoe doe je het! zo dichtbij alsof je jezelf effen omgetoverd hebt in een kleine miertje of vliegje, om overal goed in, tussen en onder te kunnen kruipen om de verborgen wonderen van de natuur te kunnen fotograferen…
veel liefs van je nichtje
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Dank je, Monique (neem ik aan?) Het perspectief is soms inderdaad precies omdat ik buk dat ik iets zie en dan denk ik: even mijn camera erbij halen. Het zijn vaak zulke andere kijkhoogtes en veel mooier dan mijn staande hoogte. Een kat helpt ook om op haar hoogte te kijken : )
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Hi Cindy,
How wonderful it is to have Bosnia so close-by to recharge all things that need recharging.
By the way, I voted “I am a dog person” as I found it funny. I am a dog person, just as much I am a cat person. One does not cancel out the other, just as loving your homestead does not cancel out the desire to travel 🙃
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Hi there, not sure who you are… : )
The voting thing was a joke : ) as you might have noticed, there was no option to say one dislikes cats.
The closest was ‘I am a dog person’ and indeed, one can love them both.
As for the loving the homestead versus desire to travel. That I find a harder bone to chew on as both incite a deep love and desire. But with a big garden to tend one can not stay away long nor very abruptly. Or, that is my finding so far. Bosnia is near and so beautiful that this seems to be a very good escape which we can do quite well without fretting about the garden. It helps if rain is predicted in my garden but not where we go.
Once out, I miss home. 🙃😊
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