I live alone with my preschooler in an off-grid cabin on a remote island off the coast of British Columbia.
"Don't wish me happiness I don't expect to be happy all the time....It's gotten beyond that somehow. Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. I will need them all." Anne Morrow Lindbergh
Monday, 16 March 2015
We are spending more time outdoors as I have gone back to work and today like yesterday I am raking up fallen leaves and cones. I enjoy being outside but it's the silence I love the most interspersed with the natural sounds. There are the usual calls of bald eagles and ravens. Then I hear a song sparrow singing and a bee buzzes by. A small flock of geese pass overhead and I pause to look up. Their heavy wingbeats seem to brush the tops of the Douglas firs towering above us. Did their feet touch the needle tips? Suddenly they are gone and the moment is over. The northwesterly breeze picks up and I hear the ocean on the shore. The sun tries to come out and in the lazy streaming smoke filled light I take this picture. It all seems sublime and I am a part of it. The earth is drier than usual for this time of the year. The fire that I light burns very well as the cones, leaves and sticks are partially dry. I rake the fire together and it hiss's and sputter's. Nature has taught me to enjoy the beauty in each moment.