The Storm

Holy Cow!

Last night flung itself into a rage. It cried. It wailed. It threw trees around. It surrounded the yurt and peered in the skylight. It broke the chimney and left drifts of snowy ash against the lattice.

“Are we still in Kansas, Toto?”
“Are we still in Oregon, Pixie?”
“Where is the flashlight? Where is the match and the candle?”

The road was bristled with needles and broken branches. None of the usual road kill. Skunks, deer, cats and coyotes were in deep hiding. Perhaps huddled and cuddled together, the douglas squirrels and the martins; the moths and the snakes; the elk and the wolves, waiting for the day to calm the night down. Soothe it with light and song. But the night lifted itself and blackened the sun. And day could do nothing but wait as well. Waiting for the rain to become deep hiccups and the wind, shuddering gasps.

Great lakes pool in the middle of roads. Rain splashes in all directions. Noon is as dark as midnight.

Moving In

Welcome to the future home of Spider Spring.

Spider Spring is an acre of land in Oregon where we live with our dog, Pixie. We currently live in a 16 foot yurt and are preparing to build our little Cob House. We have an outdoor, wood-heated bathtub, a sawdust toilet, a solar shower, a little roofed outdoor kitchen (the future outdoor dining room), and a cob oven near the future garden and permanent indoor-outdoor kitchen site. We have no running water, electricity or phone lines. We use filtered water from the creek, rain water, and town water we pilfer from my mother’s house. Our yurt is heated with a Pocket Rocket wood stove with a brick, mortar and cob base. Come back for pictures and progress! Learn how to play in the mud and come on out and help us build this spring!

inside yurt