Red Cedar
More apocalypse, less angst
Post #1962: Life is too short to be stingy about love
Last night while meditating, this thought kept looping around in my (monkey) mind – “life is too short to be stingy about love”.
Post #1961: We got ourselves a platform, baby.
After work on Friday we drove to our place at Link Lake to camp for the weekend. We didn’t know how far along the building of the cabin had progressed (if at all) because while our builder is great at building, he is terrible at communicating. So terrible that he had our building permit in hand for a whole week before he dropped us a line to let us know. Fortunately we hit the road early enough to get to our property before nightfall and were ecstatic to see that construction has started and the foundation, cabin platform and deck are done already.
We pitched our tent on the deck (which sits 8 feet off the ground owing to land slope) and used the cabin side to set up the camp stove. It was our first night sleeping on the land together – our first night in our almost-cabin.
Post #1960: Every day learn something new
This doesn’t look great yet because it’s mid-process but once finished and blocked it will be a gift worth giving. I started this yesterday morning on my way to work, but not before watching a youtube tutorial on something called “foundation double crochet” which is a better way of starting crochet projects that I’ve been putting off learning. For some reason it seemed too complicated, but once I watched the video and practiced for five minutes I got it together – and did 168 foundation double crochet stitches on the bus ride to work. It’s a rare day that I don’t learn a new thing, and some days the new thing I learn is really exciting to me. This was one of those things.
Post #1959: Even if the apocalypse doesn’t arrive….
These cans are full of sockeye salmon from the Johnstone Strait – my first go at pressure canning after years of extensive water-bath canning. My basement has a special corner just for preserved foods – jams, pickles, wine, liqueur, spiced fruits and many other fabulous things. I got into food storage in a serious way because I was preparing for the urban collapse I was sure would one day arrive. Now I do it because I love having so much great, well-made food on hand year round. Love is a much better motivation than fear, and we eat really well around our place.
Post #1958: My secret weapon
Two weeks of really intensive, high-stress, work have put my meditation superpowers to the test. Apparently I am now able to handle twenty tasks at a time, respond calmly to people who are having mini-meltdowns, and ask for things nicely during a crisis. Also no post-work breakdowns or excessive drinking needed to cope. Meditating daily for the last year has surely been worth the time and effort.
Red Cedar 