The End of the Road March 28, 2016
Living at the end of the road always has it’s challenges, but I’d like to think it gives us more time to enjoy nature, reflect on how we got here and always be looking for the next adventure. When I lived in Idaho, a spring snow storm might mean we cancel our trip to town that day in leu of getting stuck in a snow drift or get caught in a white out. In Wallowa County, Oregon there is still that feel that life has slowed down a bit. We never set our alarms unless we need to check on the livestock that are about ready to give birth, and a spring snow storm on Easter just means that we might get a glimpse of a Snow Shoe Hare while we are out skiing. The Goshawks are back and getting ready to make their nest at 5300′ ele., and signs of spring are more evident every day. I worked in my greenhouse on Easter this year and discovered French Sorrel and Kale under the garden blankets ready to eat, and volunteer garlic, spinach & lettuce coming up. Living in the present moment always gives me joy, and living at the end of the road is never dull.