It all started innocently enough with Manor House, a PBS video series I picked up on DVD from the Cortez library. I thought I might be able to sneak some History and Socials Studies in on the kids without them noticing! I said we’d give it a try, see what it was like and if we really didn’t like it we’d stop and move on to something else.
Well, did we ever like it! It was 8 episodes, and we (everybody minus Everette & Mitchell who were in BC) watched late into each night cuddled up on Maret’s bed until our eyes were sore and we gave up on just “One More” until the next night. Then Maret discovered there were more PBS “Houses” and we’ve been feeding our latest addiction.
“Frontier House” followed by “Colonial House”. Then Maret put in a request for “Texas Ranch House” which just arrived and we are currently watching that.
Each “House” takes a group of people (often 1 family along with numerous individuals, though Colonial House was 3 different families) from 21st Century living and transports them back to a time in the 1700-1800’s in the States (Manor House was near the British/Scottish border, early 1900’s) for them to spend months living as close to what it would have been like back then, with customs, religion, trading, education, gender roles & suppression, work loads and obligations, relations with neighbouring peoples, food supplies (salted pork & lard, anyone?), politics, etc.
Well, the “Houses” have influenced our kids now. They disappeared the other day, way across the field and creek, for hours upon hours.
They have developed 2 separate camps with plans to trade with their neighbours. That means they have been busy developing ideas and producing products that they can supply and trade with the other settlement.
Like this bundle of sticks was traded for some painted rocks.
They have made buns from the fluffy seeds of the local plants growing in the field.
They have cages of animals of some sort or another. They call them Fillywizz.
Do you think you would ever find these settlements? Well, probably from the grass that will soon be flattened down by constant wear. And maybe Gaelyn, Toveli and Laars’ place could be see from the air, and not overly difficult from a walk past.
But Anders and Maret built theirs tucked way behind this brush. Be sure to duck for the maze of trails leading to their lair where the wire fence creates their boundary. It’s well protected from sight, from wind, from casual intruders. I had an appointment to get the tour led by Anders.