What a messy day when it came to the weather. Ugh, rain, snow then a mixture of both, -5 but cant make up its mind. Still I am greatious for the day, It was about being able to spend it with the Q-Tip and touching up the camp. I got wood cleaned up and it is starting to look decent around this place. Well man decent, I am not saying its a holiday inn by anymean but its far better then a hotel 6 crack den. Tommarow looks like it is going to be a bit warmer so i want to go get a ;arge chunk of the split wood brought out. I need to also go get more water as well. I have a bunch of spring cleaning to attend too. Oh Oh, I think i have the turkeys coming in. The gobbles coming in closer and closer each day. What else am I up too for the night. I want to cut up some more of the wood that was cut too long and get that mess cleaned up. I am just in a good mind set and have great inner peace this day. I wish it was each day like this but i must come to reality that they are made, not given.

One thing that has pondered my mind as of late. Where does hope come from for people? where does the power come from to keep going on. I find through observation that people with aged to this world have a more dignified source of hope. Be it a pure belief in a greater bering, or be it the aged wisdom that the sun will burn for countless years beyond us and it will fuel the next generation. Where the you it seems more shallow. They belive the day will just be there for them, a expectation of ungarenteed life. Some from better wealth would think that whatever they face can be bought, Its almost as if they dont have a core but a shell of hope. Something that exist outside themselves that is not of nobility but of hollow means. For me, my hope is that with each day that i am able to share some nw knowlage. It can help with the growth of others. My hope is my ability to learn never faulters so my knowlage may help anothers pain. though small it grows in power with each letter i write.

I may never be rembemered by name, for that is selfish, I rather be rmembered by the nameless words of wisdom that helped anohter.

Your friendly Ginger From The Woods.