All is well in the world

Ha! I feel i do need to get into a positive spin again. 

I am feeling good again.  Winter weather is pleasant, Friends and famly, and solitairy at times, enjoying the outdoors. The house is warm and we drink the best water in the world straight from the creek. And yes we are well fed. a daily amount coming from the forest in which my house stands, oh yeah and wildlife  everyday walking by here. 

ahhh many blessings

But yes even on me that covid gnaws.

The lightness of life seem to be gone.

As i answer to anyone who asks, oh yes i am great, ( just getting older:) but there is something overlaying that, like as if the world is not  well. But it is!

Honestly i mean it,  we are doing great. We are not dying by the 6 million, history is full of stories like that. This is NOT those times, this is good times!

I hope you do not even see my/this fog,  I hope that your sky is clear. I ask you  then, what is your way? Your way to have that feeling of infinite possibility for all?

That feeling that i do have, now,  when i look up, am present and see a ray of sunlight lightning up the snow.

Glory

oh you might wonder,  but for me climate change does not gnaw, my life is so far removed from that, i live  as close to nature as i can, so all i see is nature and it is  doing beautifully.

How is covid different i wonder now?

 

homelessness

I assume homelessness is more then just not enough housing. 

But, to me, not enough housing IS NOT  a problem in this society. 

When i causually look around this is what i see: Many houses sit empty, offices/workplaces sit empty.

My studio sits empty. One could live there, it has a woodstove and electricity. It has no water, no phone/internet, no bathroom  and no kitchen but i do feel somewhat guilty that we have no interest in renting it out.

But what about whole houses that sit empty? What is too long being unoccupied: 6 months, two years?

And  empty offices or other type of workplaces, most offices these days have plenty more amineties then my loft.

And what about the illegal rental units? How can we make it legal?  Maybe letting the illegal landlord, having to rent it out for free?

And what about Proust's fictional family? yes, Proust lived in one house with his parents, grandparents and two aunties.  

Honestly, i would not want to go that route either. But some of us do, right?

Whatever the problem it is not a lack of buildings that  to me is for sure.

-I am interested in your solutions to this not really excisting problem-

Meat Loaf

 Lying here with you in a silver lining.

 Listening to Meat Loaf this morning, for me the 1977 recording, I crinch as i first come upon at 2009 recording. Thank you for supportig all those old stars till ..they die, i am just not one of them, I crinche when i hear their voices age 70 plus, I laugh over their looks,  their hair painted a silver grey. I doubt if Meat Loaf went to such measures though, he probably looked better then he did in 1977.

 Going back 1977, I remember  watching Top Pop. My memory; we watched this tv program with great  anticipation every monday evening. And,  still, again this morning, I dance. Feeling quite sick before  it actually perks me up quite a bit.

Why do i not like these old stars still singing into their 70-ish and on, am i afterall afraid of old age, not even that old yet. I recently having bouts of vertigo, making me very sick.  the worsed i ever experienced, wanting to die really when in them. I do not know afterall how people do it, have ailments.

But that is not at all what i wanted to talk about, Meat Loaf 's 1977 recording still makes me feel alive.

I remember,   

when i was barely seventeen

 The very moment, when they appeared on screen with their first hit, I remember the feeling that I knew it was going to be big, and it was. It still is.

Do you have that, you see or hear something and you just know it, know it is BIG?

R.I.P

Thank you for also being my Bat out of Hell, 

Two out of Three ain't Bad

As i am still reading Proust, Swann's Way

 "going back in memory, i pass from the Swann whom i knew later and more intimately to this early Swann"

 What i think Proust is talking about, is that we all see people, through our own colored glasses of that moment in time. I like this concept a lot. Proust being who he was, seemingly quite aware of this phenomena. 

" none of us can be said to constitute  a material whole, which is identical for everyone"

I am  not so much aware of this, but are sometimes struck by such reality. Sitting here at the computer, looking out of the window at the trees.  I know trees not people, but i think , what Proust was talking about can be said for everything , things, trees, people etc.

I have lived here 25 years, and I have looked at those trees, yes, for 25 years. Most often i am not aware of the fact they they have changed. And also  the fact that now i see them through  glasses wherin i know which  genus and even which species and what makes them that species. Also i see that those particulair ones i am now looking do not have the turned down needles. I will spot a Spruce with turned down needles immedeatly. I am sure 25 years ago, i had little knowledge of yukon trees.

You might have no idea what i am talking about with the needles turned down, but i am sure you have your own examples.. of oddities that stand out for you.

But the crazy thing looking at thes trees out front here, i really have to dig into my memory for how they looked 25 years ago, i will tell you i know the forest was quite different. Still it is quite hard for me to remember how i saw them back then. I can picture the smallnes and fragility of two individuels, but not of the group as a whole (dozens of trees)

Coming from another angle, now with people, i love it when i meet someone i haven't seen for lets say 25 years, and at first  that image i had of them is shattered, like omg that person looks old! yet when carrying on a conversation with them, that image as quite fast replaced by the one how i see them now, and believe it or not, but for me then they look younger again, they look so much as how i have always seen them.

Bla! You think i am fooling myself?

imagining Proust's garden at Combray

 "after dinner... in the garden if it was fine...."

Proust remembers as a child that after dinner the family talked in the garden, the grandmother would even wanting to be out even when it was not fine.

and a few page on he explains that being in that garden every evening, they did not use any lights as in not to attract the mosquitoes.

This all makes me long for such a time.  Where yes that is what you did with the whole family every night and no you did not have a government program to get rid of mosquitoes. 

Do you and your family have simple habits like that, that feel valuable, nourishing even?

Ours, being retired, is: most mornings we go for a walk.  And our walk is not weather depended, we agree with the grandmother.  We only do not go if we need to go places in the morning, not very often, or when there is too much snow to shovel, which we will do together instead of walking.

spring log 2021

 Spring 2021 Mendenhall subdiv. Whitehorse Yukon

early March, a pussy willow, snow buntings on the highway, woodpeckers in the yard, hearing the hawk owls (ullu)

March 16&18, the snow of the front roof came down

March 22, redpolls and woodpecker

March 25, flocks of snow buntings

March 26, a grey jay picking sticks

March 30, snow of the back side ( northslope) came down

April 5, 18 cm of snow

April 10, swans at Kusawa

April, snow depth  80 cm, April 16; 60 cm, April 17; 50 cm (Today Jan 9 2022 it is 63 cm.)

April 13, warmer, big melt

April 13, swans and geese flying over

April 17, Juncos

April 17,  the driveway has melted 80%

Hawk Owls

June 7, first day of summer