Sometimes trees fall on the private and county roads and people are stuck here, and often during high wind the power is out, for hours or longer. The other day a tree fell as I walked by, almost hit me. Before moving here, I thought A Tree falling in a forest was a philosophical scenario (does it make a sound if no one hears it, the tree, when it falls)- I didn’t know trees actually fall in the forest and better watch out.

Anyway, Jack, if you would like to visit… “Jack Visits the Country”, that would be the story. Or “Jack meet Elk”. I can see a book of short stories I will write upon such a visit. How about “Jack in the Forest”. And an epilogue:” If-a Tree falls in a forest and Jack heard it, did it really fall?”

wow, such a wild and primitive landscape. I won’t be going anywhere unfortunately for quite a while, until a steady income starts trickling in again.
can you survive OK financially? Have to kill an elk to eat when hungry? 🙂