And I aint about to hold hands with a hippie to do so
Darn it, George. We were getting along so well too! My oldest son has called me a bleeding heart do-gooder for years and years. I would have been a hippie, but I had kids to raise, so life happened.
Lucky for me, there has always been a little bit of ant in my nature, so when the right place came along I was able to come closer to my long held dream of living in a commune. So what if everybody will be related to me by blood or marriage!
I suppose the first time I read the word permaculture was reading about the "Hobbit House" in Wales. I didn't notice it at the time, you see. It was years later when I was at the site again and saw the word was part of the story that I regretted all the time lost looking for general information about sustainable living that led to disaster prep sorts of websites. It was there I got a link that took me to a YouTube video (about a rocket mass heater, I think), which led to other places and eventually, here. The last eight months I have been like a sponge, soaking up all the information I can.
Whatever permsteading is, we are going to do it, this year.