Watching this movie tonight (free with commercials on FandangoAtHome.com) called The Human Hibernation. It’s an exploration about what it might be like if human’s hibernated every winter out in the woods like certain animals do.
Spring comes around and people come crawling out of holes and burrows in the woods. They live spring to fall just like normal, but then late fall comes and they all return to hibernation. It’s slow, thoughtful, fascinating, poetic. The imagery and camera work is incredible. Almost every shot could be a photograph. The natural world is highlighted strongly.
It’s probably not for everybody, because there’s no real A - B story. But I find it captivating. Just gotta be willing to put your tablet or phone aside for an hour and a half to really appreciate it.
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 ...
