Soon, two tons of flagstone shall I lay around our open air fire pit.
On average, I take between 6-8 weeks of vacation every year to come up to the Ozarks and work on our cabins, enjoy nature, and get some writing done.
A third building is coming along nicely, one dedicated to cars and motorcycles (street and cross-country).
The leaves are back and have completely covered our paved quarter-mile driveway. I guess I have to sweep that again.
It is a beautiful place… Far from the Madding Crowd.
That was a Thomas Hardy reference from 1874 for those you who still read those books published before you were born.
All that came before you is not vain.
Lounging in a hammock between two old trees, eating excellent tostadas, in the cool of the evening as the stars twinkle into view, among the birds and the deer, high in the Ozarks, day dreaming…
It is a good thing.
Some things found in a net are worth keeping and not letting go.
Few moments are more magical and you, a sailboat, the sun, the sea, and your woman by your side enjoying the peace of many waters.