Our new “street” sign.

I am attempting to blog from my iPad this morning instead of using Rick’s computer. I have a nifty little program called BlogPress, so we’ll see how it goes. Please bear with me if the photos come out smaller, or something else weird goes on. I may switch back if this experiment doesn’t work.

I am sitting at the table looking out the window at the stellar jays having their breakfast of peanuts at the bird feeder. The sun is just now high enough to light up our pines in the newly opened meadow. It looks like it’s going to be a nice day.

Rats aside, the cabin feels like home. We don’t have to adjust, nor does it feel foreign even though we’ve not been here for a year. When we’re here; we’re home. When we’re at our house in New Jersey (which we love); we’re home. The dogs and cats feel the same way. They do have different behavioral patterns here which they just fall into from the moment they arrive. Take Sam for example, on the cat tree that Rick built for the cats on the porch.








The dogs seem to play more. Alex and Bella like to play tug-a-toy and most of the time Alex initiates the play.



The aspens are just now thinking about changing. Strange, because last year this time they were well on their way. There are only a few actually changing right now, while the others are only showing the barest hint of yellow. We’re hoping they get on with it while we are here! Bring on the golden show!

Here are some sky shots from our walk the night before last just before dinner.










We sat on the porch with the oil lanterns lit and listened to the wind sighing through the trees. No owl. No coyotes. Just the wind. No television that night. Just to bed.




I feel like I am one day behind in my blogging due to the rat story, so I will probably post again today. Stay tuned for more cabin-y news.


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