As the days go by, the deciduous trees that line the river bank out back of the property, continue to fill in. Every now and again since arriving at this house sit, I have felt as though I was back at my little place that I named SNUG, along the banks of the Klondike river.
I would come to my senses though when looking across to the north shore of the Vedder river because over there, is suburbia. But not now. The trees have now managed to fill in to such an extent that my view is now one of trees, rocks, water and snow capped mountains. Oh yeah, and one dog named Austin to round out the view.
Other observations in the past week include the wonderful fragrance in the air, the crystal clearness of the river, and the multitude of insects that are busy doing their thing. Of all these, it's the insects that unfortunately seem to be out of place, which isn't a good thing. As each year passes, the insect population has continued to decline, and it's no wonder, considering what industrial civilization has done to the living planet. But things aren't likely to change. Just the other day I heard a B.C. politician saying that the province is "just one big gas tank". He was suggesting that the province should just build up all the infrastructure required in order to ship natural gas to Japan. Couple that with the push to build a pipeline from Alberta to Kitimat to pump dirty tarsands oil and it appears for now that it's business as usual. The citizens of Kitimat voted "no" to the pipeline, but I wonder what kind of behind the scenes deals are now taking place between the various pro pipeline factions, in order to get over this latest hurdle? It's always about economic growth at the expense of everything else, including the insects.
Whoa, that was a bit of a rant, but I guess I needed to get it off of my chest. Anyhow, back here at the ranch, life is peaceful with Austin and me just hanging out together and enjoying each day as it goes by. He should have been a cat I think because he sure has some cat-like tendencies. Two that come to mind are that he likes to be let out, only to want to be let in again minutes later, and he sleeps a lot. I almost expect him to start purring any moment.
It's a sunny spring morning so I think it's time to head outside with Mr. Austin and enjoy the Snug like qualities of the surrounding countryside.
Happy trails,
Paul
The Thoughtful Wanderer
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