It’s been a while since I have posted. I’ve been busy.
First the home. It’s a place of peace and warmth. Thus far I have filled it with all the things I love: my music, my art, and warm natural woods and sounds.
As I type this I’m watching two yellow-tailed hawks circle outside my window. Thus far I’ve seen cougar tracks, dozens of deer, a whole flock of turkey, rabbits, foxes, and a bazillion birds who have taken up residence because I feed them. There is no sound here but the chirping sounds of birds and the wind in the trees.
I am going to be doing all sorts of land and garden improvements to the home. I am turning the pond into a Monet pond, I’m doing a large labyrinth in the front yard, there will be a salsa garden this year, and I’m turning the backyard into a rock garden. I will be sharing with you as I do these. I take any and all suggestions for ways to do things better so I hope you will follow me and chime in with your expertise as you see fit!
I have fallen into Heaven.
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The Center of the labyrinth.View from the front East side. I’m standing near the massive ponderosa.View from the loft lobbyThis may be my favorite room. This sunroom is south facing and faces the pondGreenhouse filled tothe brim with plants for the salsa gardenBasement bedroomDream Catcher dead center in the middle of the home.Sunset meditations
A winter’s day
In a deep and dark
December
I am alone
Gazing from my window to the streets below
On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow
I am a rock
I am an island
I’ve built walls
A fortress deep and mighty
That none may penetrate
I have no need of friendship, friendship causes pain
It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain
I am a rock
I am an island
Don’t talk of love
But I’ve heard the words before
It’s sleeping in my memory
I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died
If I never loved I never would have cried
I am a rock
I am an island
I have my books
And my poetry to protect me
I am shielded in my armor
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb
I touch no one and no one touches me
I am a rock
I am an island
And a rock feels no pain
And an island never cries.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run
So we’d both be free
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met at midnight
In the hanging tree
I recently bought a cabin in Hesperus, Colorado. I love it thus far. I intend on making upgrades to it, including meditation gardens. I will be documenting the changes here on my blog. I’m a green thumb and am super excited about the greenhouse. I also don’t mind the sauna and jacuzzi.
Oh! I also have a big huge pond! Pics of that coming.
I purchased all of the internal furniture on Facebook Marketplace for $2,630. Including a baby grand Wang Chung.
I will be bringing in solar panels to provide energy source for both home and pond.
When was the last time you spent a quiet moment just doing nothing – just sitting and looking at the sea, or watching the wind blowing the tree limbs, or waves rippling on a pond, a flickering candle or children playing in the park? ~Ralph Marston
