I sit at a desk positioned parallel to the railing that separates the loft bedroom and the open air between the floor and ceiling of the Great Hall below. Across this space are large windows revealing the world outside. To my eyes, this forest is like an infinite Matryoshka doll. I can peer into the […]
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Oh,That Smell
Two nights ago, while getting logs from the woodpile, a scent was noticed in the air. It was reminiscent of a combination of wet dog, dung, and dirt. We determined that the smell had come either from a creature lurking in the forest below or one who had just passed through the side yard. […]