Lest you get the impression that it’s all grey and gloom here, I’d like to offer up this last installment of landscape photos. The rising sun lent this ethereal rosy cast to everything within its grasp one morning last week. Enjoy!
Yesterday: drip. Today: bluster. Drip. Bluster. Yesterday demanded that we manufacture our own light with fire, tea, and knitting. Today requires that we manufacture our own warmth. I might try fire, tea, and knitting for that, too. Yesterday required a lengthy search for firewood deep within the tarped pile, where the rain had not yet completely penetrated. Today I shall
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Winter’s Eve casts the most lovely of all seasonal light, I think. The familiar, once painted with freshfallen snow, becomes daguerreotype snapshots of this place from another time. I spent the early part of this morning completely sidetracked on a search for Grandma Moses-like barkcloth panels, an intense wanting sparked (I sheepishly admit) by Alicia’s pillow. I had a strange
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Three… two… one… blast off! The purging power of fire has reduced a mountain of junk wood to ash. Never fear – I didn’t want to waste a single useful piece either. I spent hours one day sorting out the useful bits from the soft, punky, crumbling-in-place bits and set those aside before the flames hit. What I wouldn’t give
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And it is glorious. It was a major undertaking, one that required a long, contemplative absence from this space. I’m sorry to have kept you hanging, but it had to be done. It was a clearing out. An upheaval of the status quo. A reimagining of the function of the space. A letting go of so, so much - ideas
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Finally the snow has arrived. Finally. Its absence was palpable and dingy and altogether un-Christmas-like. The hush that’s descended with the velvet snow will be present in this space also, right on through to the start of the new year. The computer’s off for a tune-up, the holidays are here, and there’s much wonderment and merry-making to behold. I thank
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A little after 8:00 am yesterday morning, I glanced out the window, sweeping the area quickly as I’ve grown accustomed to doing and spotted something different. I almost peed my pants when I realized that a generously-endowed buck was laying in the lane between our chick house and fire pit. Holy shit. Now, I don’t hunt. Never have; have no
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As the wind blows in, a shortage of warm things knitted from wool has been discovered. I’ve taken up the sticks with an intensity to match that of the wind. Oh miracle of modern science – firewood box! A new (old) piece of cleverly-constructed wood takes up residence mere feet from our hungry woodstove, allowing us to keep so
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This one gets filed under NEAT! Looks like a black walnut, sprouted into a little tree with big ideas. I was struck when looking at this, how nature really does repeat the same forms throughout her designs. And this gets filed in a brand-new category, one I’ll call What the..?. It’s a tail. I found it on the front lawn.
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This is exactly what I had in mind for my newly-electrified studio ceiling. Hot damn. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ While I’m following up on that same post, I will casually mention that there was no dress made that day. That was crack-smokin’ talk.
