Friday, March 23, 2012
Our Cabin in the Woods
Let's face it. Our house isn't perfect. It sits at the bottom of a long list of to-do's for the state. It's not so important to them whether we have a rotting deck, attached gutters, lack of storm protection, or safety from brown recluse bites (been there, done that). The list can go on and on.
Instead of the typical state park blue color, our house the shade of sallow bile.
Water pressure is pitiful. The floors uninsulated. Ancient appliances (including an oven that is impossible to clean).
We have critters of every description living (and galloping) in the attic.
We are 30 miles from everything, so in order to save gas we have to plan trips into town carefully.
I'm not necessarily complaining, although I do at times.
Because there are certainly advantages to where we live.
I've been trying to focus on the positive things. So to help me re-orient my perception, I try to think of our house as our own "cabin in the woods." You certainly expect a cabin to have some rustic qualities. After all, it's the location that makes it special.
And it certainly is an amazing location.
When I get up in the morning and step out on my [rotting] deck with my cup of coffee, I hear nothing but the chorus of birds all around me. From our vantage point, the dramatic ridges of the eastern highland rim line the horizon. Mature forest as far as the eye can see. The lake sparkling in the distance. We have no close neighbors (except other rangers). Our backyard is 6,000 acres of wilderness that will never be anything but wilderness.
At night we fall asleep to the sound of owls, crickets, coyotes and katydids in the summer. I roll over and gaze out the window where I can see thousands of sparkling stars. Or the moon rising over the ridgetop and casting shadows of trees on our lawn.
Right now I can hear the wind from a passing storm blowing through the trees. No honking horns. No blaring music. Just........ peace.
It is truly something I am thankful for, even though I get frustrated sometimes by everything that our house is NOT.
So I stop and think..... this is our own cabin in the woods.
This is home.