From hither and tither to Misses and Misters I send out a call in shouts, sing-songs and whispers An invitation of sorts, extended to all No one excluded, no one too small Too round or too flat, too short or
H OM E Steading!
For years I have talked of “homesteading”. It has been an illusory thing in the future. Well, I come to write tonight to say that the time has come, the time is Now to fully devote myself to this dream