I have experimentally signed up for 24 hours of connectivity with a local “hot spot” hub on a nearby island. It is a bit of a sacrilege in our island household to introduce the internet. We have no TV, no internet, and sometimes even spotty cell phone service. It’s part of the allure.
Simplicity. Back to basics. Life in the here and now, present tense. Cards, books, walking, lugging supplies in wheelbarrows, bird watching, rock scrambling, writing, cooking, talking, household projects, splitting wood.
But – I am committed to this writing project. It is my job, my work, my commitment. I’d like to post every day or two at least, in order to keep my sense of continuity and connection to the task. And besides – I have to hike to the shore to get a signal, so I can’t linger on line in the house! So I will skulk around the corner with a guilty conscience while I connect myself to cyberspace.
This fine healthy doe stood and faced me for about 5 minutes before going on her way yesterday. The blueberries have been scarce this year on the island, and I think she and her cohorts may know the answer why.