My wife and I have it pretty good where we live. We have 14 total acres, a pond that is normally about 150 by 100, but now is damn near dried up. A small patch of woods with what I call bird drop black raspberries. Bird drop because the only way they could have ended up where they did was from some bird eating berries somewhere else and crapping the seeds out in that location.
We have a older home that we are remodeling, an unattached garage converted into an office/family room, and a 36 by 56 pole barn. By next winter the pole barn and the house will be heated, or at least partially heated with wood. I have probably 10 pick up loads of wood stacked already.
Our garden is roughly 50 by 100 with raised bed boxes for tomatoes, peppers, and onions. My wife is going to plant lettuce and hebs in the boxes too. We regular garden yellow squash, zucchini, watermelon, pumpkins, and potatoes. We are trying our hand at strawberries and hoping next year will be better.
We know we have it pretty good and are thankful every day for what we have.
There are two kinds of people, those that are prepared, and those that suffer.