Why go so far. To Kalamazoo?
Wasn't just about the rarity and condition. It was also a rapid surrendering to and feeling a need to flee. So many tendrils were attached and deeply entrenched. Not just psychically but physiologically at the same time. 12 years of husbanding, gardening, stewarding, managing habitat, seasonal expectations, planting, cultivating and harvesting and putting up . . . and the list goes on.
To detach from such, all at once, in effect is to release a strongly bounded bungee cord. When the cord is released so is the depth of responsive-nous as of a highly trained muscle. Sometimes I was aware that I was "fleeing" into my future. An idea that had appeal and a way to transition from working, earning good money, comfortable in a nice home with abundant gardens, and a loving working relation with a wife.
Things changed dramatically when Joanne decided to move to Nevada City and within months of deciding did so! I was ready to retire and had been talking of retiring or taking a one-year sabbatical for some time. Fantasies that when Joanne was bringing more capital I could stay home and paint, garden, cook, clean, etc. That wasn't her idea though, it was to have a home of her own in a part of the world she had wanted to live in for decades. Okay. Sorta. Had some rough times around all of that. Eventually saw the freedom (FREEDOM) in it for me. They say that structure allows for creativity. Suddenly I was without structure and floating. The mad trip to Kalamazoo was just the escape ticket for my dream to begin!
Riding that energy and following the guidance of Dante and The Grey Goose (another name for the Conch; oh, or, Avion! Personalities grow around naming!
Speaking of which the 1990 f-250, 7.3 turbocharged, 5 sp. 4x4 with heavy gearbox! Oh, yes, what names to come up with?
My f-250
The blue truck
The 7.3 idi
The Music Box disguised as a truck
The name for the music box?
That will be a good one.
Hummingbird! Let's invoke the energy of the hummingbird and hummingbird Angel, which I had the good fortune to meet in a shamanic circle deep diving.
I love the imagery, A Great Grey Goose riding every humming, hummingbird!
Got to have a name here. Hummer is obvious but connotation misleading.
Huhmmmmmmm. Hummed from the heart!
Sound Huhmmmmm and We come, Hummmmm, Great Grey Goose and Dante and I!
Got to paint that!
Back to GGG (ah, the great grey goose!)
Spacious with lots of storage.
refrigerator (3 way, just installed) 120 and 12 v need to be connected. As does propane.
When parked the external source of 120 electric runs the refrigerator.
furnace
main double bed with pull out for others
table for 4
hot water (soon)
greywater system (soon)
3 burner stove top with small oven
And, an aluminum Airstream Quality aircraft strong aluminum shell.
Inside a fiber-glass shell with blown-in insulation between the two . . . about 2 inches thick.
No serious leaks.
Now, today, the task is to tear out 9" asbestos tiles and install a roll of remnant ends from our Gibson home remodel. A blues flowing pattern (sounds like The Blues). The process involves protecting the environment with sprayed moisture, protective gloves, and mask and taking tiles out one at a time and putting in a black plastic bag which is resting on a larger plastic tarp.
When the old tiles are off then the floor gets cleaned and leveled.
Then the Marmoleum that I will not adhere but hold in place by moldings.
Just like that!
Don't I wish? It will be a task.
The question is, should I do that first or go visit an old friend that owns a bookstore, here in Lakeport?
No choice . . . which choice do you believe I made? Or, am going to make?
Don't ask me, I don't know right at this moment . . .
Wasn't just about the rarity and condition. It was also a rapid surrendering to and feeling a need to flee. So many tendrils were attached and deeply entrenched. Not just psychically but physiologically at the same time. 12 years of husbanding, gardening, stewarding, managing habitat, seasonal expectations, planting, cultivating and harvesting and putting up . . . and the list goes on.
To detach from such, all at once, in effect is to release a strongly bounded bungee cord. When the cord is released so is the depth of responsive-nous as of a highly trained muscle. Sometimes I was aware that I was "fleeing" into my future. An idea that had appeal and a way to transition from working, earning good money, comfortable in a nice home with abundant gardens, and a loving working relation with a wife.
Things changed dramatically when Joanne decided to move to Nevada City and within months of deciding did so! I was ready to retire and had been talking of retiring or taking a one-year sabbatical for some time. Fantasies that when Joanne was bringing more capital I could stay home and paint, garden, cook, clean, etc. That wasn't her idea though, it was to have a home of her own in a part of the world she had wanted to live in for decades. Okay. Sorta. Had some rough times around all of that. Eventually saw the freedom (FREEDOM) in it for me. They say that structure allows for creativity. Suddenly I was without structure and floating. The mad trip to Kalamazoo was just the escape ticket for my dream to begin!
Riding that energy and following the guidance of Dante and The Grey Goose (another name for the Conch; oh, or, Avion! Personalities grow around naming!
Speaking of which the 1990 f-250, 7.3 turbocharged, 5 sp. 4x4 with heavy gearbox! Oh, yes, what names to come up with?
My f-250
The blue truck
The 7.3 idi
The Music Box disguised as a truck
The name for the music box?
That will be a good one.
Hummingbird! Let's invoke the energy of the hummingbird and hummingbird Angel, which I had the good fortune to meet in a shamanic circle deep diving.
I love the imagery, A Great Grey Goose riding every humming, hummingbird!
Got to have a name here. Hummer is obvious but connotation misleading.
Huhmmmmmmm. Hummed from the heart!
Sound Huhmmmmm and We come, Hummmmm, Great Grey Goose and Dante and I!
Got to paint that!
Back to GGG (ah, the great grey goose!)
Spacious with lots of storage.
refrigerator (3 way, just installed) 120 and 12 v need to be connected. As does propane.
When parked the external source of 120 electric runs the refrigerator.
furnace
main double bed with pull out for others
table for 4
hot water (soon)
greywater system (soon)
3 burner stove top with small oven
And, an aluminum Airstream Quality aircraft strong aluminum shell.
Inside a fiber-glass shell with blown-in insulation between the two . . . about 2 inches thick.
No serious leaks.
Now, today, the task is to tear out 9" asbestos tiles and install a roll of remnant ends from our Gibson home remodel. A blues flowing pattern (sounds like The Blues). The process involves protecting the environment with sprayed moisture, protective gloves, and mask and taking tiles out one at a time and putting in a black plastic bag which is resting on a larger plastic tarp.
When the old tiles are off then the floor gets cleaned and leveled.
Then the Marmoleum that I will not adhere but hold in place by moldings.
Just like that!
Don't I wish? It will be a task.
The question is, should I do that first or go visit an old friend that owns a bookstore, here in Lakeport?
No choice . . . which choice do you believe I made? Or, am going to make?
Don't ask me, I don't know right at this moment . . .
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