I can't cope with the tension of watching the election returns right now. I'm too invested in hoping for a Democratic victory. Things are looking good, especially in the House. But I've been disappointed too many times in the past to feel comfortable just yet.
So instead, here's a blog post on somthing completely different. In another corner of the Musing Life, I'm a part owner of a large parcel of land some 130 miles north of Oakland near the small town of Ukiah, California. We call our land Heartland. There are ten of us owners and we share 800 acres of rolling oak grassland with some douglas fir forest mixed in. I have a mostly complete cabin there where I once lived for many years, raising my daughters. But when I married Madam Musing, living 3 miles out a dirt road just wasn't her idea of heaven. So I moved to Oakland and now my Ukiah house is our weekend retreat.
We were up there last weekend and had a fine fall time. The most fascinating bit was visiting my neighbors Rain and Zephyr who have just begun building their place in the woods. They're using very natural materials for their house so it'll be interesting to watch it grow. The beams are stripped fir poles Rain has harvested from our land. The walls are made of bales of hay covered with a mud slurry. Here are some pictures, click on a thumbnail to see a larger version.