Perspective
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I sat on a bug, or a spider, or a bee nest, and I have a big red spot on my azz. When I get up in the morning I wander to the dining room to get coffee, and find myself in line for oatmeal, or french toast, or eggs and bacon. I yield, and eat, and chat with my classsmates, but I’m fregging deaf. There is a pastel class going on, and the pieces displayed by the patio door are wonderful. I’d like to do that.
Wifi is also wonderfully absent here, so I will post this when I get home. I keep my phone off, and when I turn it on, there is 7:27. It’s a magical YES.
At Yuba Pass for what was supposed to be a Very Sad and Alarming view of the effects of Climate Change, and a campground that has been closed due to falling trees–i only saw the wonderful thick stands of new baby trees filling the open spaces where the old guard had fallen. A visceral picture of the terrible beetle infestation, and not enough freezes, but maybe youth will win. The wind howled and a falling branch told us we were out of our league, and it was Very Scary, so we skittered back down the trail. There was cell phone service up there, and I got 14 texts asking please won’t I send money to support the latest political dog and pony show–aaak, no. I am not looking forward to going back to that mess.
It’s so warm, I brought a lot of clothes for the possibility of chill, not much for the sunny days and warm nights here. I sleep on top of the down comforter most nights, with the pop-top up for ventilation. Even swimming a bit, tho it is not my comfort zone I get out there.
I’m extremely pleased with the work i have done, going from picky-detaily to fast blasts with a big brush. I have my colors sorted, and having this tight schedule- up and out by 9 AM, is quite refreshing. A hike, a sit-down, a chat, some painting, swimming, lunch, more painting, then back to camp for dinner. The food is so good, but meat is scarce, and not a potato to be seen. Outdoor showers in the dark, and a good sleep across the bridge in my little tree pocket by the creek.
Leaving tomorrow–It’s all downhill from here.
reading: The Coming Storm, Bruce Catton
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