Anna Beiler
Traditional Homestead Wisdom
I grew up in a house where the power never went out, because there was no power to begin with. Our mornings started with the wood stove. My mother had the fire going before any of us were out of bed. By the time I came downstairs, the kitchen smelled like porridge and woodsmoke, and the kerosene lamp on the table threw just enough light to see each other's faces.
There was no refrigerator. No microwave. No phone on the counter. Just the crackle of the fire and my mother's voice telling me to go draw water from the well before breakfast. That was ordinary life. It was all I knew.
When I started sharing what I knew on YouTube, I was surprised by how many people were hungry for this kind of practical, old-fashioned knowledge. Thousands wrote asking for exact recipes, measurements, step-by-step instructions. This book is my answer to every one of those messages.