The irony of this is the fact that I'm from Berkeley, CA (aka, in contention for being the hippy capital of the world) and as a result I've always talked about "dirty hippies" with a bad taste in my mouth.
I now now that what I wasn't keen on was the 'tude, and not the lifestyle.
I dig the lifestyle.
It started when we bought our house.
We have a big garden in which we're growing fruit a vegetables, and every year we're learning new things about what we want to eat, what we grow well, and what's more trouble than it's worth (sorry, onions).
We have a greenhouse, though we soon plan to upgrade (or downgrade, if you're my in laws) to a polytunnel. The polytunnel will be much less likely to explode due to an errant football/baseball/anything that our as yet non-existent children will decide to throw.
|Greenhouse! It's full of tomatoes. Also, kale and poppies!|
We want bees. Save the bees, man! I am much more interested in growing stuff I can eat than stuff that just looks pretty, but I also really like bees. Fortunately for me the bees really like the stuff that's easiest to grow and I have plans for a wildflower meadow at the back of the garden, around the fruit trees. As a hay fever sufferer, I love the health benefits of local honey, and I also use beeswax in a number of my hippy potions, so I'd really like to find out more about beekeeping.
We also have a house, obviously. We bought it from a woman in her 90s who had lived there for 30+ years, and you had better believe it was decorated exactly how you're picturing it. We ripped out a lot of psychedelic carpeting, steamed a lot of crazy wallpaper, knocked down walls, built other walls, rewired, replumbed, moved rooms, painted, sanded, varnished, insulated and found ourselves with a pretty cool home.
We put solar panels on the roof. We've only had them one summer, but so far so green.
We bought a woodburning stove, with a view towards putting in a masonry stove in a few years when a) they become DEFRA approved (it's a no-go on smoke where we live)
b) we can work out how to integrate the masonry stove in with solar panels for year-round green water heating. Of course by "we" I totally mean my guy, because he's the engineer in this family.
We make beer. Well, I make beer. Husband helps drink it.
We make bread. Again, this is more or a royal we.
I think I could get used to this whole "hippy lifestyle" business.