Just to let you folks know that I intend to do our Saturday livestream, but instead of doing it this morning I am going to aim for this evening because I have several other things going on today. See you soon!
*UPDATE: I boogered up my back today chopping and stacking firewood! So I’m not feeling up to much this evening. I’m sorry for missing another Saturday livestream. I’m popping Aleve and taking it easy this evening. I don’t want to make any more promises I might not be able to follow up on, but if I’m able to get a livestream in tomorrow (Sunday) I will!
I got tired of carrying booze, fuel, and medicine and got the bright idea to see if a strong enough whiskey might not serve all three purposes.
#WhiskeyStoves #BoozeForFuel #PocketCooking #ThePracticalWoodsman #PleasantHillbillyPickle
For centuries, families across Britain slept in what was known as a box bed, a wooden bed built into the wall or enclosed with doors, designed to keep out the bitter cold of winter.
Far more than a place to sleep, the box bed was a practical solution in cottages where space was limited and every bit of warmth mattered. By enclosing the bed, families trapped precious heat, reduced draughts and gained a little privacy in homes where several generations often lived under one roof.
These humble beds witnessed every stage of life. Children were tucked into them at night, babies were born in them, and loved ones spent their final hours there, surrounded by family. In many cottages, the box bed even formed part of the wall itself, helping divide the living and sleeping areas of a single-room home.
To modern eyes they may seem cramped, but to those who lived through harsh winters with little comfort, the box bed was a warm, secure refuge, a simple piece of craftsmanship that helped ordinary families ...
