Piano In A Tree

Another Etsy find. I might have to buy a print of this. Not sure why I love it but I do. The author writes, 

"This photo was taken at the Park Hill Orchard in Western Massachusetts one foggy summer morning. You may ask why anyone would dangle an upright piano from such a stately tree. It could possibly be some wanton art installation, but it's more likely an unorthodox technique used to give upright pianos a more "baroque" temperament."       Sabato Visconti

Road Trip #2

Ferry time. Southworth. Jeez I love the air with the scent of salt water and the wind in my face. Stood on the deck both ways and it made me high. This was a time to check out Belfair, Grapeview, Port Orchard. These places I can get land and home for cheap enough to keep a nest egg intact. The more I look, the more I'm apt to believe that buying some land and building a tiny bungalow might be my answer.

There are pre-fab and stick built. I haven't decided yet, mainly because there are so many choices and I need to walk inside of several of them before that happens. One of the cool things is I will probably have to do some traveling to find them as they are all over the country. That's pretty exciting. Maybe part of this exploration I can do some of the long distance walking that still dances around in my dreams. This is one of my favorite designs from Tumbleweed.  It's called the Harbinger and after calculating, with the help of Tumbleweed and Building-Cost.net, I figure it'll cost about 70,000 to build. That includes contractor, materials, permits, and equipment. Total square footage on this tiny beauty is 770 sq ft. Plenty of room.

The other one I love is The Z-Glass. The one pictured has rolled hot steel siding. Kinda suits me. Both of them do, which is why I can be pretty complicated sometimes, I suppose. This one is 370 sq. ft. Somewhere around 30,000 to build.

Hmmm, scooting back to the topic of road trip.... what a gorgeous day and I was delighted with the finds. I love doing this even though, at this point, it's just window shopping. Feels closer, though, since some of the hurdles of selling my house are just about to be cleared in Olympic fashion. Still, I'm not really in any hurry. I realized that when I started getting impatient. Funny how that works. This whole process reminds me, continually, that every moment is perfect. There were a couple of pieces of land that were calling to me and I so wished I was free to get myself entangled with them. When the time is right....

Someday I'll try to get pictures of the water they were next to. The Sound, creeks, rivers. That'll be when I go with my realtor, Jayne. What a roadtrip that will be!!

Road Trip

Took one of my favorite women with me on a day road trip to Camano Island. Gorgeous, graceful, and so talented, Patty Griffin. She sang to me the entire way and I swear I fell in love with her more with every mile. After 100+ miles, that's a lotta love. Her voice has got to be one of the most beautiful sounds in the entire universe. With the sound, from rock to country to gospel, and with the her ability to tell a story, my faith in all beings grew.

Camano was the choice because it's one of the places on my list of where to move next year. There is this open road adventurous spirit that is cradled in me. She, in the recent past, hasn't been very well but lately she thrives and blooms. She also continues to remind me of the long walk we'll take. So may that come true.

Patty and I stopped at a restaurant in Stanwood. I gather that it was created by Vikings because that's it's name, among other artifacts. The food wasn't memorable but the customers were and the waitrons.

Although the day was scorching, the islands breezes blew sweetly and we cried and laughed and sang loudly to the music. The country was ripe with cattle, sheep, eagles, hawk, and osprey. I suppose nothing is perfect, though. In a gorgeous, dancing field of windswept grass a little building intruded. 

Next road trip might be over to the peninsula. Maybe my entire music collection will join me. Ah the likes of Chris Pureka, Manu Chao, Bach, Frou Frou, more Patty, and many others, on shuffle.

Yeah.

Amazons

I'm too tired to write much and I don't have any pictures. Lorca and I went to work and back today. Musta been about 110 degrees. But before I pass out I wanted to share one of my favorite blogs and the days entry.

Today I Found Out - Did Amazons Really Exist?

Sweet dreams to all.

May you be happy.
May you be loved.
May you be healthy.
May you have peace.

Summertime

Hopped on Lorca early morning heading to a training for Dr. Haushka and a few other health and beauty dignitaries.The ride was gorgeous. Pedaling down Ravenna it only took a few minutes. It was really difficult to sit for 4 hours, as if she were calling to me. Afterwards I headed home but soon thereafter we went out again and headed back to the lake and we were gone for two and a half hours.

Sun and breeze played through the trees, especially the birches. Light freckled through them like dancers on water and air. For a while I sat on a bench hypnotized by the movement. Then I would close my eyes and just breathe it all in.



We stopped at the kiddie pool. whew. That was wonderful memories as this place was one of Simon's favorites. He always loved to play wherever the water would originate. At the ocean he would build canals and channels. At the pool he would carry it in buckets and take it to different parts of the pool. He was guardian of it's journey. And here again, all the newest beings, diapered and in tiny trunks, t-shirts and sun bonnets, herded the water here and there while learning, not always quietly or selflessly, how to share the scoops, the shovels, or the water itself. In their innocence they were all beautiful, and happy, and wet, and cooler than the sun had intended.

Life. The sky. Beauty. I feel so blessed and grateful.

Deadwood

I love this show and it's language and characters and, apparently, it's historical realism. In the 3rd season and it's got me enthralled.

"Deception don't preclude the search for fuckin' conviction."  -  Sy Tolliver

"Change ain't lookin' for friends. Change cause the tune we dance to."  -  Al Swearingen



Sol Star: I don't suppose you need me to say it. But if there's a Heaven, your brother see's what you did and he's grateful.

Seth Bullock: Perhaps he sees me borrowing his life so that I didn't have to live my life.

Sol Star: People have made good lives out of borrowed ones before

Hair Today And Tomorrow

White hair. Short hair. Hair that makes me smile and hair that will eventually be alabaster tipped. In the course all my strands transformation my artist, Nila, and I talked about volunteering and all the places that could use my energy. Maybe the energy of all of us. She is a love. I'm glad I've made her acquaintance. It's one of those sacred ones.

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