After an Early Morning Lightning Storm at Dancing Rabbit

I love waking up a Dancing Rabbit to the smell of a wood cook stove.

[in the early years, every cooked together (in the current huge metal bicycle shed) on a wood stove, now only one person uses a small homemade “rocket stove”]

The morning summer sun gives the prescient ruby red glow from 4:30am to 5:30 even at this modest latitude.

As the day proceeds, kids, parents and sitters walk by as you work, in different levels of their chatter or silence,

heading to the pond or the Common House.   Watching people carry or pull on carts their materials or harvest.

Floating on the pond’s inner tubes, watch the sunset, the north star and the waxing moon grow brighter,

the bugs over head bring aerial acrobats, bats of different sizes entertain just as the pond and air start to grow a little too cold.

Calm summer days with uncomfortably warm middles--  a week or two punctuated with a windy electric storm and inundation.

The various sturdy earth, strawbale, or whatever houses and shacks still standing,

So many tents bounce into submission, and then bounce back when dry hours later

Blood pumping soundly in a community made of long term builders and dreamers,

Excited new residents, & vibrant summer visitors keep the paths clear, eyes bright, and gardens happy

Twenty-Five buildings in 13 years for 50 members and up to 30  visitors, workers, and residents