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The Cabin

Posted on June 26, 2016 by robinwood

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Our tiny little house way up high in the trees, looking out over the meadow…

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Can you believe what I found on our beach today? All the rocks that have come up to the house in my pockets, all the skippers, all the fossils, all the heart shapes, egg shapes, and all the quartz and jade and the empty pans of gold, that one agate (my favourite rock), and all the beautiful treasures I’ve found down here over the last 9 years, nothing has been as cool as this. An ancient tool, a spear head? A gift from our ancestors, reminding us of the thread of life?

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At Robinwood, spring is mud and worms and chirping. It’s forging new trails while you can still see the ground through the bare forest underbrush. It’s watching things ever so slowly and quickly emerge. It’s a good time for surprises, too, like this harvest of nettles, this herd of elk coming to visit, this sweet little green and gold frog, and of course, that late April snow..

Here’s a glimpse at least, at our world, at snow storms in April and little boys with cold feet. Two giddy parents as our backs get the weather, the surprising cold, the April snow, the heavy tread of our wild little child, his feet thumping pure joy into our bodies, stamping out the stress, the worries and pain. His glorious cold little feet, the flurry of laughter, the indoor snowball fight that came later, the giggles and chase, ice down the back, melting on the floor, all of it that will be remembered for years to come, that one special winter day in April we just couldn’t believe our eyes…

The Bean Queen in all her jewels…

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