It’s not that I don’t like the cabin, or my house. I appreciate having solid, wood-lined walls, and a deck where the only view is trees, hillsides and valleys. They’re both at 2,000 feet elevation, so I have a wealth of Southern Appalachian flora and fauna to observe. What I mind is that owning property … read more Labor daze
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The red buckeyes: In the forest
October 20, 2013 I had finally figured out that the red buckeyes would never flourish in our dry, clay patch yard at home. So I carefully dug up the first one and put it into a pot to take to Booger Hollow. Its root had a funny kink, presumably from where I’d broken it as a seedling. I … read more The red buckeyes: In the forest
Day 63: Shed this shed
I have a recurring fantasy that I own nothing except what fits in a camper small enough to be hauled by my Honda. And that fantasy is strongest when I have to clean and put away a few of the thousands of items that I own. Today I couldn’t put it off any longer: It was time … read more Day 63: Shed this shed