Friday, April 3, 2026

Daily Life in the 18th Century - Month to Month: April

 Here is the second of a twelve part series.  Yes,  it,  once again,  centers mostly on farming,  for in the last half of the 18th century approximately 90 to 95%  of the populace were farmers.  I began with the month of March  (last month - click HERE),  and now we enter into April. 
As I get further information,  for I am in a constant state of research,  I will continue to add to the months.

Now,  let's get into...

The Month of APRIL
I snapped this photo of the Daggett house in mid-April a few years back.
Sam Daggett not only built this house  (in the early 1750s),  he and his family lived in it well into the 1800s.  He also farmed the land it sat upon.
One can just imagine the preparation that would have been going on inside and outside this wonderful old home.
We oftentimes think of April as a warm spring month.  But,  especially during the first half of the month,  it can be as much  "winter"  as March or even late February,  even in our modern times.  But we must remember that during the 18th century,  we were in a  "little ice age."  The Little Ice Age was a period of wide-spread cooling that lasted from the end of the Medieval Warm Period early in the 14th century until the present-day warming trend that started in the middle to late 19th century;  a period of regional cooling marked by harsh winters,  advancing glaciers,  and crop failures,  particularly in Europe and the North Atlantic. 
So this should be remembered upon reading this post.
There are countless books written on colonial/early Republic daily life.  Maybe over time I will be able to add bits and pieces of that information to these monthly posts and include some of urban life.  But even urban folk knew how to farm or,  at the very least,  garden.  There were many who lived in towns and cities who may have had only a backyard kitchen garden that would have been similar to our modern pharmacy,  for there would have been medicinal plants for the many ills that invaded their daily lives.  Plus there were the wonderful edible cucumbers,  beets,  asparagus,  cabbage,  beans,  perhaps squash,  maybe a couple of fruit trees,  and the like.  The men of these city households often worked outside the home as blacksmiths,  silversmiths,  tin smiths,  wood workers,  house wrights,  wheel wrights,  carriage and cart makers,  coopers,  staymaker,  chandlers,  rope makers,  barkeeps and tavern owners,  store proprietors,  bakers,  tanners,  basket makers,  gunsmiths,  tailors,  printers,  lawyers...in fact,  for whatever was needed,  there were people to work at such things!
And the women may have cared for that all important garden.   And some may have done extra work as dairymaids and seamstresses.   
But the most popular of all occupations at that time was farming.  Even our first seven Presidents were all farmers:
George Washington
John Adams
Thomas Jefferson
James Madison
James Monroe
John Quincy Adams
Andrew Jackson
and each man listed here continued farming after his Presidency.
No secret service.
No to becoming rich by touring and making speeches.
And,  aside from John Quincy Adams and Andrew Jackson,  none listed here became career politicians.
And farmers lived truly by the seasons.
Usually associated with late February and
March in our day,  in colonial times maple sugaring
was also done well into April,  mostly due
to the harsher winters caused by the
mini-ice age of the 18th century.
Some chores and activities usually occurring in the month of March often continued on into April,  especially in the 18th century.  For instance,  Maple Sugaring.  Many inland families used no sugar but that which they made themselves from the sap of the maple.  Every farmer in the districts where these trees flourished wished to have his  "sugar orchard and sugaring off."  This was as much of the agricultural year as plowing or haymaking.  
(From Diary of An Early American Housewife - as taken from the book,  The Seasonal Hearth by Adelaide Hechtlinger):  April 16,  1772 -- 
Josh and the boys are making sugar.  They are spending the next five days in the maple woods back of our house and hope to get enough sugar to last us for the year.  Perhaps there will be enough sugar to sell in Boston.  If the weather holds out nicely as it is at this time,  we might have some of our neighbors join the men in finishing the process of making the sugar.  We have not had a party for some time now.  It will be good to see the neighbors again now that the winter is ending.  This winter was not good;  there was too much snow to get around visiting.
As was written by diarist Noah Blake that first week of April:
April 1,  1805
Robert Adams came by in his Father's sleigh to take me to the Adams place.  I shall help them for the week with maple sugaring.
April 2,  1805
Worked at the Adams place.
As long as the daytime and nighttime temperatures cooperated,  there could be plenty more sap to gather for the making of syrup for Noah in this week leading up to Holy Week:
Tapping the maple trees.

Boiling the sap down...this was a critical spring activity,  serving as a vital source of sugar. 

And so a holiday - holyday - brought Noah Blake back with his family.
Here is an exact replication of an original
1733 New Testament Bible,  as made by 
James Moore -  Bibleman,  setting upon
a table inside a house that was built
in the mid-18th century 
April 7
Palm Sunday.  Went to Meeting with the Adams and returned home with Mother and Father.  I earned a tub of sweetening for my week's work.  It is good to be home again.  
Depending on your denomination,  Palm Sunday may have been celebrated in different ways,  or in a few cases,  not celebrated at all by some Christian denominations,  such as those directly descended from the puritans:  Congregationalists and Baptists.  Strong practitioners of these two sects,  unlike the Catholics and Lutherans,  for example,  would more than likely not have celebrated Easter,  Good Friday,  or Palm Sunday,  for I've found that Congregationalists and Baptists of that period believed that only the Sabbath was ordained by scripture,  making Easter  (along with Christmas and saints' days)  an unnecessary and, what they may have considered to be,  an ungodly tradition.
I've also learned that even though they may not have celebrated,  they could/might have,  at the very least,  acknowledged  the day,  perhaps in a prayer. 
In the 18th century,  Palm Sunday was celebrated as the start of Holy Week,  just like it is in our modern times,  marked by blessing palm branches  (or local greenery)  and hosting solemn processions.  In the 18th century,  Dutch and German immigrants often used eggs to celebrate Easter and Pentecost.  One of the most famous observations of Easter eggs in the 18th century comes from Thomas Anburey,  an officer captured at Saratoga while staying in Winchester,  Virginia,  in 1780.
"At Easter holidays the young people have a custom,  in this province,  of boiling eggs in logwood,  which dyes the shell crimson,  and though this color will not rub off,  you may,  with a pin,  scratch on them any figure you think proper.  This is practiced by the young men and maidens,  who present them to each other as love tokens.  As these eggs are boiled a considerable time to take the dye,  the shell acquires great strength,  and the little children divert themselves by striking the eggs against each other,  and that which breaks becomes the property of him whose egg remains whole."
"To impress the minds of his children with there glorious struggle for independence,  as they term it,  the Colonel  (Col. Beattie)  has an egg,  on which is engraved the battle of Bunker's Hill.  This he takes infinite pains to explain to his children,  but will not suffer them to touch it,  being the performance of his son gone to camp,  but now being slain,  he preserves it as a relic.  The Colonel favoured us with a sight of it,  and,  considering the small space,  the battle is very accurately delineated."
Traditional Hot Cross Buns
Another Easter tradition during the 18th century was the baking of Hot Cross Buns,  though the first name for these buns were Good Friday Buns or Cross Buns.  Since before medieval times,  marking baked goods  (like breads,  buns,  and cakes)  with the sign of a cross was a common thing for a homemaker or a baker to do.  The cross was said to ward off evil spirits which could affect the bread and make it go moldy. 
While specifically associated with Good Friday,  Hot Cross Buns were often eaten throughout the Easter weekend,  including Easter Sunday.
The Christian traditional preparation for Easter Sunday consisted of prayer, fasting,  and almsgiving.  So Good Friday,  and the food consumed on this day  (Good Friday Buns / Hot Cross Buns)  are also traditionally a part of  Lent fasting.
In the 18th century,  Easter Sunday was celebrated,  depending on your religious practice,  with a mix of solemn church services following the end of the 40-day Lenten fast,  making it a time for breaking fasts and celebrating the resurrection.  Celebrations often included eating special foods like tansy puddings and cakes.  
Other traditions saw clergy often leading processions while parishioners sang hymns,  sometimes processing from a churchyard or nearby location to the church entrance to symbolize Christ’s entry into Jerusalem.
Easter fell in the month of April more often than March in the 18th century, 
therefore that's why I included it as such in my post. 
In some areas,  Easter Monday was marked by lively,  sometimes rowdy,  games and traditional hunts.
Then it was back to work.

Caring for the pregnant farm animals was also a top priority,  for this would ensure continued generations of cattle,  pigs,  sheep,  horses...all necessary to run a farm. 
In a lot of ways spring is the perfect time for baby animals to be born.  Mother mammals usually need better,  richer food to produce quality milk for their babies to nurse.  For grazing animals like cattle,  sheep,  and horses,  the fresh green grass and other plants on pasture in spring and early summer are rich in nutrients.  These plants can have a higher percentage of protein and  ‘total digestible nutrients.’   This can lead to better milk production for the babies.  Most calves are born between January and May because of this reason.  Also it was a good time because the days became longer along with the temperatures rising.  
Mary Moss grabbed this wonderful picture of a newborn lamb with its mother.
With the warmer weather it is easier for the calves and other baby animals to survive.  And because spring is such a good time of year for these babies,  many animals evolved to accommodate such natural cycles.
(From THIS page)

From mending fences and tools to tapping the trees for syrup,  the next big job a farmer has is hauling manure from the manure pile in the barnyard to the field where he will later plow,  harrow,  and plant.  
Manuring
(photo courtesy of Colonial Williamsburg)
The gutters behind the cows are cleaned daily and the mixture of straw and manure becomes an ever-growing pile in the barnyard.  No matter how much one may love cows and horses,  I can almost guarantee they will simply despise having to shovel manure onto a horse-drawn cart or into a wheelbarrow and then haul it back to the manure pile.   And then,  once spring planting preparations begin,  the farmer again will have to haul the pile,  load after load,  out to the planting field.  This is a back-breaking ordeal,  for carrying a heavy load of manure through the crevice-filled field is no easy task.
Then comes the duty of spreading the manure...I would venture to guess this was probably the worst job in a farmer's year.
It was in April where a diary entry reads... "The three horses carting manure from the yard to Field Number 2 and covering it with the drill plough,  Seven workers,  including one woman,  were spreading the manure..."

Usually by mid-to-late April,  the snow had melted,  maple sugaring completed,  Easter over,  and the sun shining bright giving strong hints that warm weather was here to stay,  and with warmer weather came thoughts of plowing,  harrowing,  and sowing/planting,  which would have been on most farmer's agenda at this time,  especially later in the month when the thermometer would begin to show even higher and steadier temperatures.  
Harrowing - breaking up the clods of dirt while helping to mix the dirt and manure together.
According to the book,  The Complete Farmer and Rural Economist by Thomas Green Fessenden,  April is a great month for ground preparation,  for near the back of the book is a section/chapter called FARMER'S CALENDAR,  and it tells us what should be done month by month.  For the month of April it lets us know that plowing  (spelled ploughing in the book)  is one of the chores of the month,  as is sowing certain barley  ("as soon as the ground is sufficiently dry"),  oats,  and rye.  Many of these cereal grains are normally planted in the fall.  Potatoes can be sowed as soon as the ground can be worked,  usually mid-April.  The same with peas,  as well as flax,  and hemp.  
Of course,  the grains listed here can,  and often are,  planted in May as well.  Same with flax and hemp.  Planting  (or sowing)  depends on what part of the country the farmer resided in.  In fact,  at the cabin where we have a large kitchen garden,  we do nearly all of our planting in May.  However,  at Greenfield Village's Daggett kitchen garden,  the ladies who work there oftentimes plant in April.  Of course,  we live in the cooler climate of southern Michigan.  So we will save more of our planting information for next month.    The following in italics,  taken directly from the book,  By The Seasons by Kathryn M.  Fraser  (with some slight modification from me),  tells us:
Spring arrives abruptly,  and with it comes the chores that keeps the family out-of-doors from morning's light until nightfall.  It is the planting season,  which all the family pitch in for the work is hard and back-breaking.  
It's this time when you would plant tomatoes and peppers and beans and corn and squash and pumpkin and melon and cucumbers and whatever else your little heart desires to put into the ground.
A warm mid-April: the kitchen garden being prepared.
Late March,  April,  and May were the leanest months of the year - I've heard it called  "starving time" - with food supplies running short.  With March and April signaling the end of the winter season,  the colonial family would most likely be using up things in the root cellar.  By the time springtime arrived,  people were nearing the end of their winter storage of the food from last fall's harvest and were looking forward to the growing season.
However,  some of the stored winter vegetables have begun to rot,  and the apples are getting soft.  Mushy potatoes will be made into starch,  and the winter's accumulation of fat needs to be made into soap before it turns rancid.
For vegetables,  there are the last of the potatoes,  winter squash,  carrots,  onions,  and dried beans,  though it would not be long before some fresh greens will hopefully be sprouting.
Pickled items of all sorts would be on the pantry shelves as well.
For fruit you would have jellies,  jams,  and the last of the cellar apples.
Growing hops to be ready for fall beer brewing time.
Clearing land,  repairing fences,  and planting early cool-weather crops like peas and oats as the ground thawed kept the farm family quite busy.  The main sowing season,  which included all of the ground preparation mentioned already,  continued on.  This critical,  labor-intensive time involved preparing small,  diversified subsistence farms for the coming season,  and relied on hand tools like hoes and plows to ensure a good growing season.  Tool making and repairs,  and bucket-soaking was imperative.  
Ed Davis captured buckets being soaked.
No,  that's not ice  (lol)  -  that's reflections.
Soaking a wooden bucket in water is a traditional method used to stop leaks by causing the dry wood to expand,  closing the gaps between staves.  The process involves submerging the bucket or filling it with water,  oftentimes for several days until the wood swells and the container became watertight.
All this is part of the springtime preparation to make sure every tool,  including buckets,  were in good working order.  So much to do...and all by hand.
"Farm life offers the complete satisfaction of knowing that each day's work has been truly productive,  a joy scarce in present times.  In the old days,  whether you were a blacksmith,  a butcher,  a carpenter,  a politician,  or a banker,  you were also a farmer.  Before setting out for the day,  there were chores to be done that often took as much time as a complete day's work for the average man of today."
Eric Sloane~
Next up in this particular series:  18th century life in the month of May will be featured!
Until next time  (next Friday),  see you in time.

Click HERE for part one in this series:  March
To lean more about colonial-era crafts and trades,  please click HERE
To learn more about early farming practices,  please click HERE
To learn about watching wonderfully accurate historical farming on TV,  click HERE
















































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Friday, March 27, 2026

The Kalamazoo Living History Show 2026 & My Colonial Grandkids

The Kalamazoo Living History Show is almost like Christmas for us who live in southern lower Michigan.  It's like having sunshine on a cloudy day.  And when it's cold outside it's like the month of May  (hey---I'm from Motown,  what can I say?  lol).  With there not being too many sunny days this time of year,  besides a few here and there,  Michigan in March is really nothing to write home about.  It's pretty gray and dull for the most part,  and the temps generally are on the cooler side.  So with that being said,  you can see why the Kalamazoo Living History Show is so looked forward to. 
From where I live just north of Detroit,  it's almost a three hour drive to the city of Kalamazoo where the greatest living history show in the midwest is held.  Nearly 300 of the finest artisans and vendors of pre-1890 clothing,  supplies,  and related accessories and crafts from throughout the United States and Canada come together to sell their wares to those involved in this time-travel hobby.  
Most of what we purchase is not cheap.  But for us it is more of an investment.
How much are you willing to invest in your hobby of living history?  I mean,  it is not cheap to recreate the world of the past.  I know that to get a decent set of  "new"  clothing - a coat,  waistcoat,  shirt,  breeches,  socks,  cravats/neckstocks,  buckle shoes,  and cocked hat - can cost from as little as $800 to upward of $1500 or a lot more in some cases,  especially if your clothing is hand-sewn.
So...the Kalamazoo Living History Show has pretty much has what we need,  including accessories,  and I've not been let down yet.
Tony and Tom manned a booth for the 1st Pennsylvania.

Doug and Sheila Lee also had a booth for the  49th Regiment of Foote

It's a matter of finding vendors with quality merchandice.
Casey and Abbie Samson,  proprietors of Samson Historical.
Quality merchandice indeed.
We - us from the cabin crew - purchase from them quite often.
They have done us well and have taken very good care of our clothing needs.

Samson Historical Colonial Catalogue





































Samson Historical Regency Catalogue - not my period
but is very popular.






































Then there's Townsends:
I captured Norm with the proprietor of Townsends,  another quality vendor.
Townsends is another wonderful venfor for your historical needs!
Many of my replicated accessories comes from Townsends.

Townsends Colonial & Regency Catalogue
The catalogues of both vendors are well done.

I have known  "Joe Flatlander"  for decades - a real good guy and an excellent
blacksmith and craftsman.
Though he does not reenact much anymore,  he has always been associated with the
Lac Ste.  Claire Voyageurs.

A small piece of the Schroeder family made up a 19th century timeline, 
from Civil War back to War of 1812.

Jeanne and Linda  (with Linda's husband there in the background left) 
had their Civil War era booth.
I've known these wonderful people from way back in my MSAS 
(Michigan Soldiers Aid Society)
  days.

Beth Turza,  truly one of the nicest and kindest people in the hobby, 
kept busy selling her wares.

That's Sandy  (right)  helping Pam at her booth!
I have known both ladies going back to my very beginnings in this hobby~~~

Well,  here's some 18th and early 18th century caps for women!

Women's pockets for sale - colonial.
Plenty of colonial/Rev War/18th century vendors,  along with Civil War/Victorian period there.  I mean there were guns and powder horns,  clothing - military and civilian - tinware for nearly everything,  soaps,  lanterns,  ironware for cooking etc.,  books,  tableware,  flags,  buttons,  brooches,  sewing supplies,  watches/pocket clocks,  fabric,  candles,  caps n hats,  jewelry,  cabinets and other hand-made wooden items...the list goes on and on...three wedding halls filled with vendors!!
My friend Theresa,  on the left here,  had never been to this event and was absolutely flabbergasted at its size and variety of pre-1890s items.  By the way,  that's my son Robbie on the right and,  why,  there's Larissa in the back center! 
To quote Theresa:  "It was so big!  And SOOOO many people!  It did my heart good to see so many living historians together."

AND...it's a great place to meet up with friends - - - - - 
Brian,  Chrissy,  and Jim.
All Waterloo people.
All are awesome~~~

My good friends Jeff and Kim - both wonderful historians.
Jeff is a food historian who speializes in the 18th century, 
while Kim centers more on mid-to-late Victorian era---especially mourning.

Here we are - the travelers from Metro-Detroit together.
Yep---we all rode out together - that's my son Robbie on the left,  Jackie, 
me  (could you tell?  lol),  and Charlotte.
If you can't find it at the Kalamazoo Living History Show,  then maybe it's just not available or...you might just have to make it yourself.
This is not an antique show,  though there are antiques.
This is not a gun show,  though there are plenty of guns - all black-powder.
Rather,  this is perhaps the biggest and best living history show for reenactors/living historians of early America.  I am so very glad they stick by keeping it pre-1890.  
What I ended up purchasing while there was an 18th century outfit for my grandson Liam.  We bought clothing for grandson Ben and for granddaughter Addy a couple months ago,  and the two have been wearing them and playing  "colonial."  Poor Liam didn't have any 18th century clothing so he would wear his video game clothing  ("Link"  from The Legend of Zelda)  and though he did his best - even asking his Nonna to bring her spinning wheel over so she could  "play colonial"  with them! -  he really wanted clothing to fit in better with his brother and sister.  So,  since Patty did not come to the Kalamazoo Living History Show,  my friend Larissa helped me to get the clothing - found used - so I bought him 18th century garments of his own.
Well,  it just so happened that the day after K-zoo we had another fun day,  for we were babysitting our grandkids at our house!  More cooking with Nonna  (Patty loves getting them to make their own pizza and chocolate chip cookies---from scratch---not a box,  which was their lunch)  and,  of course,  history stuff with Papa.
When Liam put on his colonial clothes for the first time,  he loved 'em!
"Papa,  can I leave these on?  They're comfortable."
Of course-----!!!
So he posed for a picture while holding my replica 1760 fusil musket.  
At this point I'm not worrying about getting him a coat,  though I will get him some long stockings and black shoes - not worrying about buckle shoes either - my grandkids are growing too fast!  lol
Ben saw Liam's pose and asked,  "Papa,  you have a musket?"
Now,  I thought they knew I had one,  but obviously they didn't remember or even notice,  so I replied,  "Yup"
"Is it real?"
"It's a replication made in the same way as one from 1760."
"Can I hold it?"
"Of course!"
Ben was not wearing his colonial clothing but I think it's a pretty cool pose!
As with Liam,  we're not going to buy him a coat or buckle shoes.  However,  long stockings and perhaps Payless black shoes.
Oh!  And probably a cocked/tricorn hat for each.
Since we were also feeding them dinner - a simple modern feast of hot dogs  (lol) - they asked to eat by candlelight,  which we always do for Thanksgiving and Christmas.  
But,  of course!  
It was a dull,  gray day,  so eating by candlelight was perfect.
So glad they asked!!
Five of our six grandkids enjoying a candlelit hot dog meal.
The two on the right are too young to reenact colonial - they're just learning how
to be humans at this point!
But there's Ben,  Liam,  and Addy on the left.
Modern unused forks center bottom - they wanted to use the colonial items!

Ben had come with us to the colonial cabin last year  (2025:  HERE and HERE),  so I had already shown him how to eat the colonial way---with knives instead of forks...but the other two had not,  so Addy and Liam were taught,  and they did great for a first time!  Addy also remembered me telling her that colonial folk would eat with their hands as well! 
For Ben I also brought out the redware mug to drink from and Liam ate off a redware plate  (toward the end of dinner).
Addy got a special treat - she got to eat with actual antique 18th century bone eating utensils!
She beamed!!
During dinner they asked all kinds of questions about history and of their ancestors,  including about Nonna's Revolutionary War ancestor,  my WWI grandfather,  and WWII father.  And they understood that these ancestors were also THEIR ancestors.
It was such a great and fun time on a blah weather day.
My wife and I are blessed...truly blessed...
And then later on in the week - - this is what my daughter-in-law wrote on her facebook page:
"For anyone who might not know,  our kids have taken immense interest in outdoor skills.  And with that,  they've also taken immense interest in colonial living.  I was laughing a little too hard at this earlier today.  Ben,  with dreaded hair,  sitting on our front porch in his colonial clothes,  whittling a branch with his fancy multi tool  (knife).  I was laughing because what would someone driving by think if they saw this 🤣 I feel like we need a lawn sign that says  "yes,  we're THOSE homeschoolers"  or something 🤣 I couldn't be more proud."
Hats are a-comin'!
And a waistcoat for Ben.
I love that my grandkids have taken to this hobby.  I hope they enjoy it enough to stick with it.

Years ago,  when my mother was still alive and living with my wife & I and our children at our home,  while sitting around our dining table,  my kids asked me,  "Dad,  how long have you been into history?"  I turned and asked my mom.  She replied,  "Oh!  I think you came out of the womb  into history!"
She's right,  you know,  for I cannot remember a time when history wasn't on my mind.  Thinking back to when I was a young lad in the late 1960's  (which,  I suppose, must be ancient history in itself for many!)  when I was learning to read,  I asked for  (and received)  a couple of books from the school book fair.  One was called  "If You Lived In Colonial Times,"  and the other book was about Christopher Columbus.  And I read those two books over and over from cover to cover.  So,  as it happened,  every year from then on,  I would purchase more books with a historical theme:  "The Cabin Faced West,"  a wonderful book about frontier colonial life,  "The Ghost of Dibble Hollow,"  1910 comes to life...in a ghostly sort of way...  "Father's Big Improvements,"  another fun turn-of-the-20th Century story,  and others I can't recall at this time,  as well as the yearly  "Guinness Book of World Records"  with lots of historical facts and figures.
And my interest continued as I grew older.
Into the Bicentennial.
Now into the Semiquincentennial - America 250~~
So here I am,  living history for a day at a time...
Well...like Christmas,  Kalamazoo will be back next year.
I can't wait.

Until next time,  see you in time.


Thanks to Jennifer Long for allowing me to use a few of her photos.
HERE is a post of links to the colonial period posts I've written:














































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Friday, March 20, 2026

March - Winter into Spring 1776 at the Colonial Cabin

It's March 1776 - what would we be doing since we have no cell phone, TV,  computers,  radio,  cars,  DVDs,  streaming,  or anything else of the sort?
Check HERE
When we head out to the cabin we are living a life in time.
We are living by the seasons.

"If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten."
And we have stories to tell - - - - 

I nick'd this next quote from a video:
"People born in the 1700s all took their first breathe in a world of candle light,  horse-drawn wagons,  and the silence of the pre-industrial age.  The only sounds these men and women would hear are of nature and the rhythmic clatter of the loom or the hum of a spinning wheel.  They were born into a life that hadn't changed in over a thousand years..."

The following in italics comes from the book The Time-Traveler's Guide To Medieval England by Ian Mortimer --- I changed the text to fit more with Colonial America.
The very idea of traveling to Colonial America allows us to consider the past in greater breadth---to discover more about the problems which the colonists have had to face,  the delights they found in life,  and what they themselves were like.  
For us to partake in these colonial cabin excursions allows us to become inhabitants in a synpathetic way:  not as a series of graphs showing fluctuations in grain yields or household income but as investigation into the sensations of being alive in a different time.  You can start to gain an inkling as to why people did this or that,  and even why they believed things which we find indredible.  We can gain this insight because we know that these people - these 18th century colonials - are human,  like you,  and that some of these reactions are simply natural.  The idea of traveling to Colonial America allows us to understand these people in not only terms of evidence but also in terms of their humanity,  their hopes and fears,  the drama of their lives.
This was our 35th colonial day visit to the Cabin to bring the 18th century past to life.  We have been doing this all four seasons of the year through all kinds of weather and temperatures.  Each one has been an amazing experience in of itself.

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Wintertime has struck once again.  Kinda.
And,  once again,  for our sixth consecutive year,  a few of us experienced this season,  at least for a day,  in the colonial cabin.
Was it cold?
Well...not on this day.  Being that it was March 7 - technically still winter - it was a much warmer than usual day with highs in the 60s.  But we have truly had a heck of a winter with bitter cold temps and more snow than usual  (though not like what New England received - whew!).  In the few days leading up to our cabin day our temps had been gradually warming,  though there was still quite a bit of fluctuating occuring.  Then add a lot of rain.  Even some flurries here and there.  So with mostly warmer temps,  there was lots of mud.
Living in the past,  one day at a time.  They suffered in the same manner 250 years ago.
But that's why I titled this post  "March 1776 - Winter into Spring at the Colonial Cabin,"  for astronomically we are still in winter until March 20 this year,  but meteorologically spring began March 1st  (THIS post explains the difference between the two).
Anyhow,  on an average,  we visit the cabin while in our colonial clothing to immerse ourselves into 18th century daily living about a half dozen times a year - maybe even a few times more than that,  depending.  This means we experience the 18th century through all four seasons,  including winter.
Some think we're crazy.
Totally bonkers.
But then,  all the best people are.
This is our dedication to living history.
I was standing across the road where the original farm outbuildings once stood:  the barn,  the cider press building,  the carriage house...and then I caught Jackie and Charlotte standing outside the cabin door.
Yes,  that's a modern street running through - not much we can do about that.
If you look close you can see smoke coming from the cabin chimney.

We're very good - perhaps even best - friends,  me and Larissa and Charlotte and Norm and Jackie.
And when Patty comes along,  well...she and I are married,  so we're a bit more  than friends lol.
I do consider all of us  (even my wife!)  in the best friend category  (you can have more than one best friend,  you know).  But while we're at the cabin,  we're more like family.
Our original plan for this day was to do as we normally do - spend a winter colonial day in January or early February,  celebrating Candlemas.  Unfortunately,  due to sickness for the majority in our group,  it would have ended up just being Larissa & I,  which to folks outside our group it might have looked rather awkward for just the two of us being there.  So,  even though we knew we'd be fine,  we both agreed that it would be best to set a new date to where more from our group could come.
So that's what we did.
March 7th - as I mentioned,  still technically winter~
Sadly,  Larissa had to back out due to her work schedule.  And Norm also could not come due to health concerns.  And Patty had other plans.  So it was just myself,  Charlotte,  and Jackie.
By the way,  during the month of February,  the cabin got a new roof.
No,  I didn't do it - professional roofers did.
Jackie on the porch of the cabin.
The new roof really stands out beneath the skies of March.
Alrighty then,  let's get into it:
It's March - time to start anew~~~The season of renewal is at hand.
And then there were three...
Just for this visit.
Waterloo Farm Museum president Chad,  and former president  (and a constant Waterloo volunteer and good friend to us and them)  Brian took me on a tour of the land across the street from the cabin and farm to show me where the original barn,  cider mill,  and carriage house once stood before they were destroyed by the DNR.  It was a fun and interesting and learning adventure.
I like this pic of me with the cabin  (and Charlotte)  in the background.

Charlotte captured an image of me across the road where the outbuildings originally stood.
She called the photos she snapped:  "Sam Daggett surveying his fields" - lol
After the last of the original farm owners passed away in 1960,  the state of Michigan,  which owned the land at that point,  started their process of demolishing the buildings.  Starting with the barns and the outbuildings.  Either they knocked them down and then set them on fire or they just let them burn in place.  The Barns and outbuildings were destroyed first,  and the house and its outbuildings nearby were to be next,  but were delayed several different times,  which gave a chance to start the Historical Society and save the house and some of the outbuildings that surrounded it.  In this,  they were,  thankfully,  successful,  for now it's been beautifully restored.

So just what the heck is going on here?
Well,  we in the colonial cabin crew have no problem getting dirty,  whether it's our shoes,  our clothing,  or,  of course,  ourselves.  We try to experience 18th century life as best and as real as we can.  But unfortunately,  I found all of these nasty sticky little  "stick tights"  upon me as I was going back to the cabin. 
They were like velcro.
"Walking through woods and fields this time of year,  one may encounter several types of persistent stick tights.  Sticktights refer to plant seeds that come in many shapes and sizes,  comprise numerous plant families and stick tenaciously to clothing,  shoes,  and animal fur."
They got all over my coat,  my breeches,  my stockings,  and even in my shoes---hundreds of  'em,  so I picked them off,  one by one...
It only took me about an hour or so  (lol)  but luckily the weather was on the warm side.
Meanwhile,  inside the cabin.
Jackie prepared a George Washington carrot tea cake

Charlotte:  keeping the fire going...

Charlotte - relaxing with the door open in early March!

Charlotte mixing the pancake mix
Since we did not celebrate Candlemas back as we've normally done in past years  (and as tradition directs)  in late January or early February,  we did have the traditional Candlemas meal of pancakes.  Cooked over the hearth.
SO good!
Why pancakes?
Candlemas was also a day to eat pancakes,  due to the round shape of the pancake,  as well as its golden color,  for pancakes are a representation of the sun and the return to light,  and were considered to be a sort of inauguration of spring.  A tribute to the days that are getting longer and lighter,  to the cycle of the seasons,  and the announcement of spring itself. 
Here are a few hand-dipped candles we made there a few years back.
Candles?
Well,  Jesus is the Light of the World.
Candles give us light.
I hoped to have them blessed.
Perhaps next year.
A busy cabin - - idle hands are the devil's workshop.
I cannot begin to express the 18th century wonderfulness we experience while at the cabin!

Jackie tried out her new walking stick.
AND moccasins.
This was a more relaxed day than we normally have.  It was one of those nice-day-to-get-away kinda days.  And anytime any of us can get into our colonial clothing and get out to the cabin is a good day by me!
This year of 2026 is 1776 for us at the cabin.  There's talk of Independence but it takes a while for such news to make it out here on the frontier.  We know there have been battles going on,  so we are glad to be far from that excitement.  Well,  we'll see what this year has in store for us.  In the meantime,  we are planning for planting season come May.  I hope you'll visit us then and read about our next cabin adventure.
Thanks to the photographers Charlotte Bauer and Brian Dewey who,  other than myself,  took plenty of pictures.
I mentioned that we were all in the best friend category.  However,  I think while at the cabin I consider these people family.
Until next time,  see you in time.

The following are links to our other cabin excursions.
~To read about our 2020  autumn harvest excursion - our first time at the cabin - click HERE
~To read about our 2021 wintertime excursion at the cabin - click HERE
~To read about our 2021 springtime excursion at the cabin - click HERE
~To read about our 2021 summertime excursion at the cabin - click HERE
~To read about our 2021 summer harvesting of the flax at the cabin - click HERE
~To read about our 2021 autumn excursion - click HERE
~To read about our 2022 winter excursion at the cabin - please click HERE
~To read about our 2022 spring excursion at the cabin - please click HERE
~To read about our 2022 summer excursion at the cabin - please click HERE
~To read about our 2022 autumn excursion at the cabin  (Pioneer Day) - please click HERE
~To read about our 2023 winter excursion at the cabin  (Candlemas) - please click HERE
~To read about our 2023 spring excursion at the cabin  (Rogation Sunday) - please click HERE
~To read about our 2023 late spring at the cabin - click HERE
~To read about the 2023 early summer - please click HERE
~To read about the 2023 summer  (Lammas Day) - please click HERE
~To read about the 2023 autumn Pioneer Day - please click HERE
~To read about our 2023 Thanksgiving harvest celebration - please click HERE
~To read about our 2024 Winter experience at the cabin - please click HERE
~To read about our 2024 spring excursion at the cabin - please click HERE
~To read about our 2024 late spring with just Patty & I - click HERE 
~To read about our 2024 summer  (Lammas Day) - please click HERE
~To read about our 2024 mid-and-late-summer - please click HERE
~To read about our 2024 mid-September - click HERE
~To read about our 2024 autumn Pioneer Day Celebration - please click HERE
~To read about our 2024 Thanksgiving Harvest - please click HERE
~To read about our 2024 Christmas at the Farm Cabin presentation - please click HERE
~To read about our 2025 winter & Candlemas Day - please click HERE
~To read about our 2025 spring/early May Rogation Sunday excursion - please click HERE
~To read about our 2025 Memorial Day/Late May visit,  please click HERE
~To read about our 2025 (Lammas Day)  Celebration,  please click HERE
~To read about our 2025 September visit with my grandson experiencing living history,  click HERE
~To read about our 2025 Pioneer Day event,  please click HERE
~To read about our 2025 Harvest Thanksgiving Celebration  (including my grandson!),  click HERE  ~To read about our 2025 Colonial Christmas Celebration/Christmas at the Farm  click HERE
So...adding this current visit,  that makes 35 days spent in the 18th century at this cabin.
And,  God willing,  these adventures will continue for a long time to come.










































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