Magical

Cozy

This evening I noticed a small worm in the Tiny House, brown with antennas, winding slowly across the floor.  I caught him a piece of tissue and set him outside despite the rain and cold.  I think that the chance of survival is better in the natural conditions that it left.  I realized when I let him out that it is my first evening since building Tiny House Ontario with circumstances the way they are.

It is different because it is cold enough that I had to turn on the tiny camp stove to heat the place.  And I was curled up under the 12v light and reading when I noticed the peaceful travelling worm.

This year the cold left early in spring and seems to be starting early too.  Last year, I was here at this time but did not need the heat.  I left THO when it got cold and I visited here, during the colder weather only when my husband was able to come along with me.  We used the heater last year too of course.  Still, it was so dark, we just sat here with the dogs by candlelight.  The half light always forced us to to either talk or to go to bed because the darkness does not allow much in the way of entertainment.  In our case, reading or a game would be the favorite pass-time in the non computerized world of off grid Ontario.   After dark, cold or rain light is a requirement for us and now we have it.  Frankly, the light makes it so much more pleasant here.

Even so, the heater is a reminder that winter is coming and this Tiny heater will not do the job.  Sadly, the time approaches when it is time to close up.  I hope that a Dickinson falls from the sky!

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Fall Writers

Fall is clearly starting to settle in at THO.   I arrived there yesterday with my luggage, and left again immediately to go back to Kingston.  The weather is getting cold enough that I have kept the windows closed added an additional blanket to the bed and switched my thin linen pajamas for my flannel ones.  This said, I am not really at the tiny house heating it up with my own body temperature.  You see I am attending the Kingston Writer’s Fest.  I have seen Michael Ondaatje, Dionne Brand, Teju Cole, Andrew Westoll, Marina Nemat speak so far.

I had never heard of Teju Cole but I am happy that I now have.  He puts words together with absolute poetic and wondrous purpose.  Last night, I was so taken with the man’s presence and his writing that I purchased his book; I read about half of it before my eyes gave out after a long trip on the train, food, speakers, excitement and the chill at THO – it was a wonder I read at all.  His words are just so good.

This morning, when I woke, I drove back into town, on the way in I saw an immature turkey vulture on the power lines.  The creature allowed me to take a few photos before it lifted its wings with irritation and lifted off.

Now, I must get back to see the others who use words, speak about them.

This afternoon I will see other writers as well.

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The Disappearing House

One thing is for sure, I am always writing about the forest at the THO blog.  Too, there are a lot of tree photos posted.  Still, when I take photos of THO, I always try to find the clearest image of the Tiny House and I post these.  Seeing this image which Colleen Murphy took, makes me realize that I have not done a very good job of explaining why the woods are so significant in my day to day life.

I think until you see this image, you might not have realized how totally integrated into these woods THO is.

Really, THO is just a tiny dot built into a tiny clearing.  Indeed, two weeks ago when I had the car, I picked up my neighbour and during the drive she told me there is a clearing because lightning struck there a few years ago.   Where this small fire cleared things is just where I built the house.  Lets hope lightning never strikes the same place twice.

There is only one more clearing in this forest.  It was created because there was a really massive maple there and she was dead, thus I had her cut so I could use the place that she had been holding for herself for hundreds of years.  This maple’s clearing is where my driveway ends, where stone is now dumped, and where both my solar panels and my garden sit.  I am thankful she made it and kept it so well.

The thing is, that if I did not have a driveway, then THO would just melt back into the forest.  She would disappear in the shadows.  And while the structure is strong and built to last, I am sure that without a driveway the forest would moss over THO and turn her into a hollow tree.

Without a driveway, I am convinced that THO would exist only virtually here in the readers dream.  She would simply be an electronic fairy tale.

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Too Goofy!

I was taking some photos around Tiny House Ontario while the dogs were in the cloth porch.

They did not like being on the other side much!  I took a photo just to see if it would work through the cloth porch.  Imp, Minnie and Rudigrrr Wolf put up a real fuss.

Imp and Rudigrrrr Wolf had to be photographed again through the sheer side, and I share with you because it is far too goofy to keep to myself.

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Highway to Heaven

There are things that show themselves to you in the forest, only if you walk through peacefully and you are open to seeing.

 

“Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.” ~ Thoreau

“Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better.  It’s not.  ~ Lorax, Dr. Seuss

 

 

 

 

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