Wednesday, February 3, 2010

why here?

i often question myself why live here? this place is nestled in the hardscrabble farmland of the north slope of the adirondack mountains. once, this farm was a working dairy farm and the surrounding neighbors were mostly family. the 1865 map shows neat squares and rectangles bisected by rivers and streams. we are at about 750 feet above sea level if i read my usgs map correctly. my neighbor has another batch of cattle, since i've lived here there have been holstein heifers, then texas longhorns, and now this dozen lovely black simmental cows, who have now dropped calves so the voices are so varied from up the hill.

everyone scrambles to make a living. the wood guy doesn't live up the telephone pole, but a mile up the next crossroad. i read north country, so i understand this. plus he logged my land one time. 

see the line of black spruce trees? that's the back/side of my land as seen from behind my property. the farther hill is several miles off. those spruce are horrific to try to walk through.

today, as most days, i walked wendy after work. this is what i saw. i ask you, how could i not live here? so i will now, after settling down from the day, and walking and feeding wendy, go to the list of things to do, income taxes to organize, a special book to make, and a couple more to work on, and shifu needing attention. oh, and some organizing for school. 

afterword: pieces of d wrote a comment and i think i should state here, that this place isn't idyllic. we have those guys in pickups with "pipes" that roar by too fast, two houses within a holler are boarded up or falling down, people illegally burn waste, hunt out of season, litter, and have even stolen trees from my land. repeatedly. a town close by has (or had 10 years ago) the highest incest rate in the country. we even have a couple of mc mansions recently and hideously hogging old farmsteads. nevertheless, i live here by choice, and love this place i adopted as home.


PiecesofD said...

As usual... beautiful pictures... elegantly simple narrative. It looks so serene there.

colleen d said...

I love your blog - it's so honest and gives me a glimpse into a world so far from my own on the south coast of NSW in Australia. You really bring the place to life, even if it's not perfect, your love for your home comes across.

neki desu said...

oh those skies are well worth the inconveniences(italics)

jude said...

i might ask myself why i don't live there.

Joanne B Kaar said...

I will forever have a picture in my head of the wood man living up the telegraph pole!!

Velma said...

neki, the skies are always amazing.

jude, it's cheap to live here, but the commute would have been a killer. now, as a retirement place...

joanne, if you could only see him! he is quite short, has an enormous upper body, fancies himself a sort of lumberjack dandy. he was fun to work with. when he called his girlfriend "a sweetie" i knew he was ok.

Eva said...

To live somewhere by choice - I like that phrase. It's probably my biggest dream in life. I agree the skies and open views must be worth the trouble.

Virginia Burnett said...

Every now and then Bry and I look at each other and ask "Why do we still live in St. Lawrence County?" It's usually after a particularly rough week at work for Bry when we are feeling like a little Pink Cadillac spending would be theraputic except that there's no money to spend and no where to spend it.
I grew up wanting to be the girl that got away and ended up becoming the woman who came back. I discovered that a lifestyle in the city where you can go out and spend all your money on a Saturday night just can't compete with Family and the peace of nature just outside the front door.

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