What's on the other side of insanity?
As an off-grid outpost where even the mildest Winter challenges every aspect of our existence, this year's test will be one for our books.
Over the last month, nearly all of our energy has been redirected toward what feels like something unprecedented.
To the neighbors, it's an every 30-year season. To us and frequent guests, it's simply a winter world unlike anything we've experienced.
We've dug out more cars than we can count, shoveled off paths, roofs, and yurts, and even shoveled off our shovels.
Today alone, our generator called it quits, the River House roof started to leak, and we are beginning to see that once Spring arrives, we may have a new sheriff in town.... one called flooding.
And yet, we are reminded of what we learned years ago, that our real job isn't to fix the chaos. It's to make a cozy, long-term love affair with the chaotic process itself.
A process where nearly everything we touch fights back. In rural land, it's a peace we all have to make.
The barns are built and rebuilt and rebuilt again. The fields are plowed, and planted, and plowed, and planted. A drought one day means fire the next. A rain right after means a flood is sure to follow.
Every day, something is willing itself into decay.
To fight the waves is to ride straight INTO insanity. Rather, to ride the waves after waiting for them patiently is to ride straight THROUGH insanity.
And what's on the other side of insanity?
Peace. Peace and hot springs with 24-hour access.
Drive safe and tell Spring we're excited to get reacquainted.