Monday morning I woke around 3 a.m. to the first full moon of winter shining down on me as it worked its way down toward dawn. Our little Teletubby bunker functions a bit like a sundial, with peaked windows that pull the arc of the sky and all of its activity into our rooms, which is cool in the way it connects you to the outside, even when it makes you feel like the Moonwatcher from
Thanks, Chris. A pleasure, as always, to read your observations of our unfolding dystopia, and one of my favorite birds. If you are hunting for igneous rocks for your edgeland sweat lodge (easily constructed from bent saplings and a large tarp), the fields off Lava Hill Road on Pilot Knob are a good place to look. I had heard that St Ed’s U sits on an extinct volcano also. I had assumed the natural hot springs that supply Big Stacy Pool are somehow connected to that.
Thanks, Chris. A pleasure, as always, to read your observations of our unfolding dystopia, and one of my favorite birds. If you are hunting for igneous rocks for your edgeland sweat lodge (easily constructed from bent saplings and a large tarp), the fields off Lava Hill Road on Pilot Knob are a good place to look. I had heard that St Ed’s U sits on an extinct volcano also. I had assumed the natural hot springs that supply Big Stacy Pool are somehow connected to that.
I love your beautiful discussion on birds! Thanks.