Awoke to a cold, dark cloud covered mountain top this morning. Humidity is steadily holding ninety nine percent since rising. In times of drought and uncertainty, we have seemingly had our share of moisture to fight back such. This place is fully alive, green, vibrant, and full of animal life.
Saturday night I again broke bread with a relatively new (to the park) couple, having been graciously invited into their home. A lovely evening it was, full of food, laughter and time spent getting to know each other. There are so many kind, open, and generous people in this ranch. It is a characteristic I’ve not found so widespread in any community before. It can draw one in.
My neighbor’s lot has been emptied of the wood reserves he created for me. A full third of my winter fuel now stacked and stored and drying for later consumption. This week it’s off on another new location to see another new neighbor’s property and to bring back another load of offered firewood. I’ll cut it up and load it, and then split and stack it as is routine. A quiet, thoughtful, unimpeded routine I am beginning to greater appreciate. Keeping my body fit, and making a winter’s worth of free heat.