I’ve collected poetry from previous summers into one volume – a day book to walk with you from Litha (Saturday June 20th this year) through to Lunastal (August 1st). Observations, visions, and a small thread of story inspire the words – two good dogs underscore them.
We walked to a piece of quartz that marks the center of our grove. Not the beech grove near the beaver lodge But the beech grove which would have been the best house site except for getting things actually out to it.
Like building materials.
Some very excellent advice we had many years ago: find the second best house site and build there.
Now we can go to the best spot and enjoy it still – it’s not the same, it’s full of beech saplings, but I’m not the same either.