"ignore the story. see the soul. remember to love. you will never regret it" --- Seane Corn

"ignore the story. see the soul. remember to love. you will never regret it" --- Seane Corn
it's a jungle out there

Saturday, April 4, 2015

time to go back


We finally had a nice day here in the Hudson Valley. Thursday it was sunny and 50+ so I took advantage and went back Home. I miss my garden and puttering in a place that is Mine. It's been 5 months since the fire and now the snow is all melted and the crocuses and snow bells are up and daffodils are not far behind.

First thing I did was walk the property. A lot of it is covered in debris. Window casings, splintered burnt wood, busted belongings and lots of glass. Empty coffee cups left behind from all the guys working to get the place inhabitable. Piles of gutted material that still need to be loaded into a dumpster and carted away.

I thought I'd do some more digging outside my bedroom window to try and find my most special things I know are still buried there. I kept my most special things on my dresser. The WolfMan helped me dig for gold a week or so after the fire and I found necklaces earrings wedding rings ganesh statues silver tiffany boxes with baby teeth and umbilical stumps nursing school and sunday school pins but there's still more.



most special necklaces
covered in dirt and soot



Since that day even more burnt bedroom was thrown through the blown out window, and further excavation of buried gold will have to continue at a later date. 

The big oak tree had just started to drop leaves when we had to... leave.

It's a big tree. It drops lots of leaves. 

So I raked.

And raked

And raked

I love working in the yard. So happy to be there again tho I missed my music and a toilet. There's limited electric and no water. Still. It was good to be back there.

I couldn't get to the leaf sucker mulcher vacuum thing as it's buried in the garage behind the new windows scheduled to be installed next week. So I made piles to be sucked up at a later date.

40 mph winds forecast for today. So much for leaf piles. I guess I'll have to re-rake tomorrow. 
That's OK. Not a bad way to spend Easter Sunday...

happy holy saturday



7 comments:

  1. Oh my god. I had no idea that your house had burned -- or did I? Did you write about this and take it down? I am so sorry. There is such a haunting note to this post -- but your strength and resilience in the raking and the gratitude are profound. The list of things found was powerful. Many blessings to you and your family.

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  2. The digging for gold, literal and figurative. I had no concept that cherished things can be buried like this in a fire. I am glad they didn't burn. As Elizabeth said, the list of things found is powerful.

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  3. My word - I didn't know either! What a shocker! I will go back and read up.
    I've been wondering where you were... glad to read what's going on!
    Still in shock...

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  4. Wow. So sorry! I will have to ditto what everyone else is doing and go back and read. It sounds like all is well now. Hopefully it will stay that way!

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