Saturday, June 23, 2007

I'm still here...

In case you were wondering if I had fallen off the face of the world I have been very busy working on my project - writing - shooting film - interviewing people. It is starting to come together in new and interesting ways.

I also spent a day in the woods with Evan cutting some logs for my cabin. I do have pictures! Here I am limbing a tree I just cut down.


In this next one we have put up some of the logs to get an idea of the space I'll have inside and to begin to plan the interior layout.



The walk back to the house is through some old trails that I have reopened. There is a quiet beauty in these woods that calms the most troubled spirit.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

A day filled with beauty...

It was Father's day today and it was a day filled with simple beauty and joy. I slept in until almost 11 AM, luxuriating in the soft light and the gentle songs of birds. Then I got up and drove into town to drove off my truck to my daughter.

I was greeted by my grandchildren, who had a card and two photos for me - and of course hugs and kisses. Then I strolled home at a leisurely pace taking about 2 hours for a walk that I normally do in one. But then I was strolling along the beach, listening to the waves break on the shore even as the tide fell away, revealing more sandy beach.

After I got back to the house I enjoyed a couple of the beer I recently bottled off followed by a semi-nap while listening to some of my Beatles's collection. Then made a cup of tea and had a little snack. After that I took the hatchet and went for a stomp in the wood. I am opening up old trails so family and friends can enjoy the woods the way I do.

On my walk I spotted a brilliantly coloured orchid, one of the tiny ones that grow in the boglands here. It was a lovely shade of purple. I will try to get a photo. Deeper in the woods I encountered on of the toads that seem to be populating the place.

This evening as I returned from having a coffee with my daughter I had to stop and take in the beauty of a waxing moon hanging over a cloud bank. It was bright enough to paint a stripe of light across the water of the bay. Above it and somewhat to the left Mercury twinkled brighter than all the stars.

This was a day filled with peace and beauty.