Nicholas is headed out to the mountains today. He goes way out in the middle of the woods, an hour north of Laporte, Pennsylvania. I was so proud last week to have made a turkey pot pie from scratch. Nicholas is actually building a small cabin from scratch. That is an amazing thing to me whether in the city or the country. It’s a skill and a talent that I certainly don’t possess. (I found out what a sump pump was just last year.) To see the progress of a house being put up board by board, tile by tile is quite impressive. I’m looking forward to blogging some how-to’s on home improvements and building tips in coming posts.
But, for this weekend, I decided to stay put and not take the trip out to the mountains. I thought of my top 3 reasons why based on the last time I was there:
3. When pitch black outside, it was hard to tell whether the eyes glowing back at me in the night belonged to a raccoon or a black bear.
2. I spotted what I thought were two crabs alongside of a rock. Turned out they were spiders.
1. With the cabin being a work in progress, the bathroom is now an oversized paint bucket with a Glad bag and kitty litter, topped with a toilet seat cover.
That was enough for me to take a pass.
But, I did ask Nicholas what was drawing him out. He said:
3. I stood on a hill overlooking a mountainside and wondered if a Native American stood in that same place before me looking at the same mountainside. I wondered what he was thinking.
2. I sat motionless in my tree stand and watched the randomness in the patterns of falling leaves.
1. I smelled wood burning as I watched two foxes wrestle. They didn’t know I was there.
Seeing what others see may just change the perspective.
Begrudgingly,
BB
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