I am a dinosaur.
I don't have a smart phone, I barely have a flip cell phone because usually I don't have it with me, know where it is, have it charged, know how to retrieve a call I missed, find the right button to do anything but make a call. I can answer it if I recognize that the ringing phone I hear is mine in my pocket. So, technically, it's useless.
I don't cook out of boxes and very, very few cans. Very few. I think canned food was invented for preservation at the Last Coming and not much else. Other than Oreos, I bake all of our cookies. And muffins. And pies (unless we are within distance of Crane's Pie Pantry in Fennville, Michigan, and then we buy one because even I can't make a pie like they can.) I don't buy pie crust unless I'm making a quiche. If a pie recipe calls for a cookie or graham crust, I crush the cookies or grahams.
I hang our clothes on a line outside in any weather just over freezing. If it's below freezing we hang them inside on hangers....all but towels and our 'delicates.'
We still have a real Christmas tree and prefer grilling over charcoal instead of gas, though the previous owners of this house had a gas grill hooked up to the house gas line and so we use that now but we prefer charcoal and soon as it gets warmer we are going to drag it out of the garage and up the hill so it's convenient and accessible.
Hubby's lawn mower isn't propelled by anything but him. We always raked leaves but after moving to the forest last spring he got a leaf blower because, come on...
I quilt by hand. No machine quilting. I prefer applique - which I have heard in quilting circles referred to as "The A word." And I applique by hand. If I use a sewing machine it's to put on a border or binding or string together some string blocks. This seems to be a sign of desperation or sign of honor because now there are Hand Quilting societies on social media. We stand together, needles in our right hands held high declaring to one and all that "We Are Hand Quilters And Proud of It!" Maybe we should have banners or incorporate.
Yup. While we fall short of living the Little House on the Prairie life, we do seem to gravitate to and appreciate the old, slow way.