Well let this day mark 2 weeks. Its has been longer for me personaly as i have been preping for a bit but today marks two weeks. I have to say, the pain the burns and the cuts are all worth it. Having the spring welcome me, The song birds greating each morning with the grace of a thousand wispers over a thousand years. The saw mill is operating decently as i have to sharpen the blades this morning. I am getting picked up this afternoon so i can supply my bag again. However, if, and i mean If things work out i should have a place to stay next winter. I have yet to need to do this as my youth has aways given me the ability to find a home, however in my life i have slept beside (as a parting friend) with the ones who called themselves mayor, crawled along the broken into tents to trade things for food and shelter. Holding a knife to my chest as i try to sleep with the fear of humans. I have encounted large animals (deer, elk, coyotes and such.) As I and many others have said over the years. Man is far more devious, hateful, jelous, and cruel then any animal that calls the wilderness home.

Now what is going to be happping today if i am waiting for a ride, Camp cleanup and getting dishes done. Then i have to mop the floors and make sure that nothing i have will freeze. Should not be getting to much colder then -5 or so for the rest of the season. Gah, I wish you could feel my hope I have in my heart. The things I have faced in my life is hard but made me true. They have scarred me, but left me with a toughened hide ,to face the world. Things in life can be hard, to be honest if life is always easy how do we become strong. How is it that the mighty fall. Its it the will of the mighty of the weight of all the others they carry with their goals.

We do stand on the shoulders of giants, I fear that they are begining to weaken and the land bellow is full of predators that lick their chops with the desire to eat the ones the giants protected. Have we barganed away our souls for our protection from a false giant. I want to become a giant to protect this land i call home. Am I finding my desteny or is it a lofty goal meant for the greater men then I. For that I only hope that the world lives long after the giants fall and the new ones rise.

However i must depart and be back before long. Dishes are calling my name from the sink.

Wishing you the best.

Your Friendly Ginger From The Woods.