It almost feels like the ocean

The rain is hurling down today, making it a fine excuse to wite and step into the 'high tech' world of blogging. Funny that this comes from a girl who lives in a cabin perched on the side of a cliff in the temperate rainforest of Alaska. Here is a photo of the little abode that Ben built and created all from his creativity and hardwork. We call it our little 'hobbit home'. And here is a picture of the bee-jammin himself. Once the adventures start, hold onto your pants, or rather hold onto the seat of your pants, and get ready for a cowbucking wild ride.

Rain of golden leaves

I went to work today expected to write, write, write, but I got pulled away to a beautiful river, a tunnel of golden cottonwood leaves raining and floating in the wind, like little birds on a great migration. The scent of decay, the end of the fruitful season stung my nose, as did the bite of the mountain river stung my body with cold. We walked the river in search of fish, but my eyes wanted to follow the fast paths of countless gold leaves, tokens of treasure glimmering against the cold, bluegray, steal river bottom.