We went to an archery event a few weekends ago in what used to be one of the old estates of Ireland, and in a field that was once a kitchen garden -- we could see the stone ruin on the south side where, I guess, melons and tomatoes were once grown. Since the decline of that self-sufficient age, ivy had grown up the surrounding walls, their vines grown touch and knobbly over the decades.
Let’s say we've lost most of the self-reliant skills and classical education that our forbears posessed. Let's say we have replaced them with a culture of buying and discarding things we don't value, and staring at glowing screens. Let's say you want to try to rediscover an older way of life, believing we will need such things again.
And let’s say you have a daughter.