Last Days on Abajo – August 2020

August 27-30, 2020

I go on longer morning walks these last days of August, since I know they will be my final opportunities to spend time in the forest.

Double Mother – Bartholomew
Dancing Scrub Oaks

We play music in the afternoons, sometimes zoom with the UK group, sometimes Clifford has other groups, or we each work on our own instruments. With the UK group I play viola, but on my own, I play cello, enjoying pieces that I’ve just touched on over the years. I have thoughts of playing in the little park across from the post office, so want to have a few pieces worked up in case I actually try doing that.

Rain showers in the afternoon are a welcome relief to the dry conditions here on the mountain.

Looking out at the rain on Abajo Mountain
After the rain
Rich forest color after the rain

On the 30th, since I am up before Clifford, I go for a final morning walk, but close to camp, heading off in a direction I didn’t often go, then around to say good-bye to Bertha, one of the Mother Trees I’ve enjoyed visiting. Back at camp, after breakfast, we pack up with some reluctance and head down the mountain, back to home-base and the Carnicom Institute tasks that Clifford has set up for himself.

Aspens near camp
Pulling out

While the word is in turmoil with covid, hurricanes, wildfires, and rioting in the cities, we have been at peace on the mountain. It is my hope that this sense of peace will remain with us as we go forward.

Finding peace in my world

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