My attachment to stuff has changed … 975 square feet, one closet, two dogs, north winds, a forest, dirt roads and ongoing construction will do that to a person.
This will be our third winter in the north woods and I can assure you that living in this much nature is best described as magical humility wrapped in gratitude and the best part hasn’t even happened yet.
There wasn’t a plan for the saucer size spider on the kitchen floor.
I knew that I wouldn’t try anything that had to do with picking it up so I grabbed a mixing bowl, trapped it and stood there hoping that the bowl wouldn’t start moving … if it did I’d grab the dogs and we’re out of here.
Later that day, help arrived and the spider – still under the bowl – was released back into the forest unharmed.
Must be a wake up call to prepare for a face to face with a bear, wolf or a zombie.
Don’t be silly, you never know, even if you think you know, you still don’t know.
We’re all wishful thinkers and I’m pretty sure every wish – good or bad – appears as requested with a side of not so fast buster.
No problem …
Although the studio build is moving at a much slower pace than we planned, it’s been a once in a lifetime opportunity to watch Rob conquer every single trade that’s necessary to finish building this place in a perfect sleeping with the enemy kind of way … extraordinary. Not kidding and he knows it.
It turns out that living by the where there’s a will, there’s a way theory, even though the budget shrunk, looks pretty, pretty good … as always, somethings never change.