They’re not misleading anyone. Their land and all around them is very much wilderness.
And it doesn’t matter what language you use to describe yourself. Hell, I’m the Prime Minister of Germany. I just blog in my spare time.
Note: “. . . so on and so forth”, Joe. “Fourth” is a number.
Click to enlarge the thumbnail. It’s okay to laugh.
Please notice the property next door to the Blessed Little Homestead. See the cleared fields? See the house? Notice that you could easily walk from the Homestead to the neighbor’s property, and in fact, your “free-range” goats and dogs and chicken could quite easily wander over there, often.
Want to see the house closer? Okay.
This “wilderness house” has not only a paved front walkway, but a paved driveway. That is not gravel. It’s pavement ( I checked).
But the best thing is the
pond in-ground swimming pool in the backyard. Imagine that, right there in the middle of the wilderness.
I bet those folks have electricity and running water.