Alone again. I see the silence still has a place for me. - Robert Sund

the seasons change and so do I

ShalomSeasons describes my all-season sojourn in the Colorado high country at our family cabin named Shalom. I continue to add insights about living alone in an isolated, snowbound cabin as well as weather updates, photos of scenic Taylor Park, and more. Scroll down this page to see my occasional blog posts in which I am experimenting with writing down some of my thoughts; the Day to Day page documents general happenings at the cabin.

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August 6, 2020

My sister, Joyce, makes the annual pilgrimage – five years and counting – to match my stay at the hermitage we call Shalom. Each year she comes to visit, cook, and stay awhile. She cooks, I chop vegetables and meat, and together we fill two freezers for the coming Winter. I have called her the Queen...

May 18, 2020

The novice says to the master, ‘What does one do before enlightenment?’
‘Chop wood. Carry water,’ replies the master.
The novice asks, ‘What, then, does one do after enlightenment?’
‘Chop wood. Carry water.’

The world has changed … or, has it?

My life is a continuum of surprises. I have memories of be...

February 17, 2020

It's days like this that make it all worthwhile. And they only come around once or twice in a season. Italian Basin is way out there, about a 40 mile round trip, and it requires good snow, good weather, and good friends to get there. That all came together yesterday. I've posted similar pics of the...

January 9, 2020

Snowing again. Went skiing. Went snowmobiling. That guy lit a fire. Life is pretty good.

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... And the BIG fire to close out the decade!

November 13, 2019

…and yet the remembering makes it now. And sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That’s what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can’t remember how you got from where you were to where y...

July 26, 2019

A recent side trip on a road known locally as Jack's Cabin Cutoff, we happened upon an extraordinary display of light and color just at sunset. What color is YOUR light?  Click on the photo for the slideshow (8 slides).

June 19, 2019

Seems unlikely that it has taken this long to gather in the life of summer seasons. Here we get eight weeks from mid-June - to forget - ‘til mid-August - to remember - the virtues of white winter. In between the land is green and water flows, even rushes, with joy. The land rushes. Gentle pine siski...

March 13, 2019

From the celebrated poet, Mary Oliver, who recently passed away, these wondrous words: 

I Have Decided

I have decided to find myself a home

in the mountains, somewhere high up

where one learns to live peacefully in

the cold and the silence.  It’s said that

in such a place certain revelations may

be discove...

January 16, 2019

January is turning out pretty well. More snow. More sun. More good times. Oh, except for the water nearly freezing up a couple of weeks back during a string of -30° nights. I had to run a garden hose in through the basement window and connect to the pipes inside, bypassing the underground frozen sec...

January 1, 2019

We had our annual bonfire on New Year's Eve 2018. It only took six of us to welcome in 2019. Well, sort of. Since all attendees are of a certain age, we started and ended early, allowing us to avoid the cold and dark, enjoy hot dogs and chili at Art and Susan's cabin, then make it to bed before turn...

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