Friday, March 25, 2011
Towards the valley
Sometimes, living where I do on my little mountain island of the forest, requires a bit of ignoring. Even year, it seems, the houses get closer, the farmland gets built up, a new road cuts through the woods or a patch of forest is cut. There’s nothing I can do about any of that, so I might as well ignore the outside world, continue to experience my own patch of woods and enjoy the time I have under the canopy of the old oaks.