the smallest cliff village

Rod and I went and hiked the entire west ridge last sunday. Halfway up a sheer cliff is a small town with at least 5 tiny houses for the farmers at one point. The houses are mostly under an overhang, and its only about 20 feet from the wall of the cliff to the next drop.

Can you see me?

We must be pretty high up when we are looking down on the vultures.

Can you see EcoDharma?

Proper roof.

Venus always shows up right under the moon every night.

the thunder shakes the floor

I can now add to the list of things that I have done: push-started a VW bus.

The plumbs are poring out the trees, we have them for breakfast, and this afternoon we are making a plumb jam.

It has rained off and on most of this week, the first time since June.

We really do live in and above the clouds most of the time.

I took this one standing in front of my yurt!

I saw a man with a scarf tied around his ankle, tied to his dog

The morning light.

Alex gave me a haircut, all I said was "make me look like a local".

We went to Fira Tarrega, one of the greatest festivals I have ever been too. Crazy street theater, most it was free, what could be better?

Cal Toa's kitchen-

Rod and I went for a hike up the cliffs.

This is the valley/national park behind EcoDharma.

It was so steep we surfed down.

This is the thunderstorm that past us last night, we never quite got rain, lots of lightening.

Pyrnee's

It is hard to describe these mountains. They were made by sediments on the bottom of the ocean that were pushed up, so we find tons of fossils. 

They are crumbling. There are rocks resting in the tree branches below my yurt. Boulders roll off every couple of years, ranging in size from a refrigerator to a small house. I have only seen small boulders in our area, so I think were good!

You can see the layers of sediments.

The storms are pretty wild, but I have yet to be in a "good one".

I took this photo from the bottom of our garden.

Yurt Life 4 Ever

Yep. This is where I live. 

It is so nice to have my own space!

This is my Maine Shrine.

The worlds most comfortable bed.

The kitchen where I make coffee. What more could I possibly ask for?

Horse's over for breakfast

Do you see the face?

I woke up one morning and look who was just outside the house? 7 new (curious) friends!

They took a drink from our fountain as well. It was the strangest noise as the horse sucked up the water.

And scratched behind their ears on the corner of the table, they really liked that. This one almost flipped the table, she also has a tiny fole!

It's easy to forget that your not the largest animal wandering around.

This is inside the meditation yurt. Usually I wake up, go to an hour meditation, then a half hour breakfast all in silence. After breakfast we do check-in which is when we break silence.

This is a typical breakfast for me, with the edition of tea and toast. 

Grandma had a round week of cheese withdrawals after coming back into the community from the solitary retreatant.