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MOSS CATHEDRAL One of my favourite forest walks.........misty and mysterious after yesterday's deluge.....       |
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Difficult to convey the majesty with photos.....the trees are huge
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Lulu, you posting these pictures makes me sick! Sick with envy, that is. I have just spent the last several minutes looking at each one, and breathing in my perception of the damp forest scents. The atmosphere in each one is awesome. The next to last one intrigued me the most, because I wanted to take off walking down that path. I guess if I can't do it physically, I can do it in my imagination. Thank you for sharing more of your world. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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Magical, love the winding path, the trees and ferns are so very beautiful. 
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 Love it. I've done my share of walking through the forest.
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Lulu, you posting these pictures makes me sick! Sick with envy, that is. I have just spent the last several minutes looking at each one, and breathing in my perception of the damp forest scents. The atmosphere in each one is awesome. The next to last one intrigued me the most, because I wanted to take off walking down that path. I guess if I can't do it physically, I can do it in my imagination. Thank you for sharing more of your world.
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I bet you wouldn't be envious of the 20 hours I spent in bed with all my clothes on while reading with a headlamp strapped to my head on Tuesday/Wednesday.......covering my bedroom window with a blanket because the wind was so strong it was throwing branches and even rocks at the windows. We had one tiny gas stove in the central room of the house, and it barely kept that room warm, the rest of the house stayed in the 50s all winter. My husband finally built a wood burner barrel stove with a chimney that went out the kitchen window and for the first time our whole house was warm. We burned old pallets from an Amish pallet shop and hedge logs that he cut in the timber nearby. It was great, except when we got a northeastern wind and then someone had to sit by the stove and keep it stoked or it would puff back smoke into the house. We waded through the snow to take care of our livestock and came back in and stripped off the cold wet clothes by the stove. We had some pretty bad winters for a few years, and then a few good ones, then a return to the bad ones. One year an ice storm took our electricity out for over a week. We had three car batteries that we put into the car to charge and then used them to light the house with a small string of little car lights that we strung across the arch in the center of the house. And the weird thing? The kids didn't seem to notice or mind the hardship. In fact, our biggest argument was "Get your shoes back on! This floor is cold." So nope, I don't envy you those 20 hours, cause I've been there and done some of that and would not want to repeat it. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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This is the forest of fairy-tales where the gnomes and giants live and the gremlins hide behind the trees...... It looks creepy and attractive at the same time! The last photo is my favorite. Thanks for sharing, Lulu. Happiness is when what you think, what you say, what you do are in harmony - M. Gandhi
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Not anymore, I wouldn't..... but the old house in which we raised our family had windows so loose they rattled and banged and snow piled up on the inside of the window sill. The draft was so bad, if you stood on one side of the room, it would push you to the other. Ok, so that was a bit of an exaggeration, but we did have to hang blankets over the windows and could still feel the draft. We had one tiny gas stove in the central room of the house, and it barely kept that room warm, the rest of the house stayed in the 50s all winter. My husband finally built a wood burner barrel stove with a chimney that went out the kitchen window and for the first time our whole house was warm. We burned old pallets from an Amish pallet shop and hedge logs that he cut in the timber nearby. It was great, except when we got a northeastern wind and then someone had to sit by the stove and keep it stoked or it would puff back smoke into the house. We waded through the snow to take care of our livestock and came back in and stripped off the cold wet clothes by the stove. We had some pretty bad winters for a few years, and then a few good ones, then a return to the bad ones. One year an ice storm took our electricity out for over a week. We had three car batteries that we put into the car to charge and then used them to light the house with a small string of little car lights that we strung across the arch in the center of the house. And the weird thing? The kids didn't seem to notice or mind the hardship. In fact, our biggest argument was "Get your shoes back on! This floor is cold." So nope, I don't envy you those 20 hours, cause I've been there and done some of that and would not want to repeat it.
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Thanks for the tip, but I'm not about to carry a tripod while hiking......I have no ambitions where photography is concerned.....just a pocket snap-shot camera.
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This is the forest of fairy-tales where the gnomes and giants live and the gremlins hide behind the trees...... It looks creepy and attractive at the same time! The last photo is my favorite. Thanks for sharing, Lulu. Sometimes when hiking in the wilderness here on the coast, you will come across giant fallen Red Cedars .....the kind dug-out war canoes were made of......they are a wall....The trunk will be 12 ft. high with trees taller than that growing on top like a fence. You can't climb over them because the part near the ground is concave and covered in deep, slippery moss......So you go around it.....and the branches are tangled in other trees and the roots heaving out of the ground has left huge holes covered in underbrush...One fallen giant like that can be 120 ft........ When I was in my early 20's and building myself a cabin, I was beach-combing for Red-Cedar logs to split into "shakes" for my roof .I had tied up my skiff and was searching higher up the beach, when I noticed a huge nurse log just 60 ft. or so into the woods. I had been by there many times, but hadn't identified it before because it was so old. The trunk was covered in thick moss and ferns and Hemlock trees. I cut into it with my hatchet and after I got through the moss and 8 inches or so of rotten wood, I found solid, fragrant, perfect Cedar. In order to make Cedar shakes, you want the wood to be as clear as possible, meaning as few knots as possible.....knots are the irregularities caused by branching.........The bigger the tree, the more clear wood.....so I got a crew together, which wasn't hard, because there was enough wood for everyone..It took us some practice to figure out how to extract the wood.....it was more like mining.......We sliced into it as deep as we could go with a chain-saw and then split the chunks out......We started splitting the shakes right there on the beach and bundled the shakes and piled them in a skiff.....The smell of splitting Cedar mixed with the smell of the sea......nothing like it.......Enough for roofs, and a lifetime of kindling .....
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Good grief!!! In all my years living off-grid, we never lived like that.....How many children did you have then? Most of those old houses are gone now, torn down and the land turned into farming land or replaced by more compact modern homes. The ones that are still standing are usually remodeled with modern windows and siding and central heating and cooling systems. Be a prism, spreading God's light and love, not a mirror reflecting the world's hatred.
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