I live on a ridge, with a million dollar view,
in a crooked little house,
with ants. And in the winter there will be mice.
There's a resident groundhog, who must go, under the 85 year old house.
Deer come in the orchard and eat the apples, peaches, and plums.
There is a lovely statue, guarding the tree, but the deer aren't afraid of it.
This place has an old oak board fence, and myrtles.
hickory and oak trees.
We are in the throws of optimism and exhaustion at the same time.
Exhilaration at the view and the coolness of the weather.
Exhaustion from the work needed to make this place shine again.
We haven't got a lot of room, but we have a bed to sleep in;
a small place to cook and eat.
There's something to be said for little house living.
It's just amazing what you can do without.
Jesus, I trust in You.