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here in the low country, where green lingers in many treetops, i ride toward the great bridge...

Oct 31st

preparing the fruit of @TulCreggan for Samhain.

Oct 29th

returned to the village of my youth, to see my old barber about a tooth. conditions were primitive.

Oct 28th

we pause at a rural tavern to break fast.

Oct 28th

we ride past a neighbors newly shorn sheep standing like pruned shrubs on the hillside.

Oct 28th

i urge Nibasha on down the valley.

Oct 28th

fortifying myself for the wintery road ahead.

Oct 27th

packing minimal camping gear out of the shed and into the wagon.

Oct 27th

refurbishing the wagon i brought back from the city.

Oct 27th

has diligently laid abed all morning, still no muffins nor coffee have appeared. wondering what...

Oct 26th

stocking the larder, before riding off with all my horses.

Oct 26th

after supper: exotic pastries and refreshments.

Oct 25th

laying out a modest feast for the rightful ruler and my love, then sitting down to a night’s...

Oct 25th

smoke and steam, as one, rising from the coals.

Oct 25th

dressed in layers, the better to cook outside, rubbing spices onto the chicken.

Oct 25th

coals banked all around it, the young 5 pound chicken is sealed in the little oven beside the house....

Oct 25th

the unseen sun departs in darkness, as the coals glow red and ashen.

Oct 25th

communing with old friends beyond the veil of time and space.

Oct 21st

exploring the ruins on the hill fort overlooking the town.

Oct 20th

riding into town for emergency provisions.

Oct 20th

stowing summer’s gear, i unearthed a long lost tool.

Oct 20th

riding to the village, then over the ridge, for some sport amongst the locals.

Oct 19th

wondering if the tomatoes are planted too close to the Black Walnut tree.

Oct 15th

hitching the wagon and heading for the smithy, to replace a badly befouled tool.

Oct 15th

we have returned to @TulCreggan with many essential provisions.

Oct 12th

i’ve been exploring the coast line with “the rightful ruler”.

Oct 10th

i guide the horse down the valley before the first hint of dawn.

Oct 9th

beneath the burden of two relentless days without sleep, i fall into soft pillows.

Oct 9th

loading the wagon for autumn’s journey into the low country.

Oct 6th

riding to the millhouse.

Oct 4th