June 15, 2013
Comment to Ian's blog, A Wayfarers Notes
When Larry first retired we purchased a house with 14 acres of land
in the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains in South Carolina. Some was
open, some wooded. There were trails through the woods which crossed
over to neighbors' property. Paths or trails on private property are not
for public use in the US although you can legally cross another's
property without trespassing. We enjoyed our woodland; in fact it kept
us from hiking elsewhere as much as we might have.
But the point of this comment is that I decided to put a bench
overlooking our tiny creek so that I could sit and read and enjoy the
solitude in peace. As it turned out the bench never had anyone sitting
on it. Since the woods were our own woods we looked after them,
harvested firewood from them, and improved them. If I sat down they
immediately began calling to me to clip, or pull down, or clear away, or
tract down something I hadn't seen in a few days. Anyway I wanted to
interact with out little ecosystem; there was no pleasure in passively
observing.
Larry called our place Beulah after Blake's state where the
contraries as equally true. I called it Shadowlight but it never really
caught on.
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