A record of my life updated at random times and for random reasons.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Cutting ruts

Walters Pine, the photo does not capture the tree's presence.

This last week has been quiet. I have begun to create routines. I no longer feel so alien when I walk into a store, or as I walk along the streets. There are still small things that are just a little strange, signs that I am in America and far from Cold Lake. Things like beer in drugstores and statues of confederate soldiers.

The days are not growing longer and longer either. They have appeared to achieve a stability, at least they do not seem to have grown longer since I have been here. 27 days now. I walked down to the Carrboro farmer's market yesterday with Carol. It is nearly 2 miles away, and the walk was pleasant. I have not lost any weight yet, but I am getting much more active.

The birds are still able to sound like teenagers having a huge party. The weather has been nice for me lately, almost made it to ninety yesterday, and likely today as well. It is not good news for the farmers who suffer through drought conditions.

The images on this page were taken from the Coker Arboretum. I will end my post today with the image of a Pond Cypress.