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September 10, 2014 by Shahla & Peter Nygaard
Pinhead sized raindrops fall in numbers, attempting to imitate fog
Green needled giants with red bark stand at attention and point at the sky
The odd deciduous turns yellow as though in fear of the impending cold
They are dwarfed by valley walls which are sealed above by oppressive clouds
Mighty Columbia drops an ice cold tongue, coloured from the cleanest blue to the dirtiest grey, to lick the valley floor
It drools crystal clear water and spits moraine
POP!
The wood makes the same sound being split by fire or by axe
We face eachother on a bench by the stove
We alternate sides attempting to maintain a balance between the side feeling the heat of the stove and the other being chilled by the mountain breeze
Our hot side like the heat of summer and our cold side like the chill of winter
The seasons change in us as they do outside
Each season returning to itself in the course of time
White streaks through dark night-sky-hair to slowly become the meteor shower that awaits us
Congrats. Nice to see people into big dreams and go get them.
Have you met Colin and Julie Angus? You guys would get along. They human powered around the world including rowing pacific and Atlantic oceans.
I have persued many of my dreams and still do at 56.
Just saw your interview on Global – what a cool life you lead! I am sure you could teach the rest of the world a thing or two about what is really important