Back in 2010, this was the week I moved into my shelter, unfinished as it was. I continued to thatch and cover it, and even ventured back into the bright lights of civilisation, a bustling, busy metropolitan centre. Also known as Fort William (a small town of just over ten thousand people…).
The trees were updating their outfits to match the season and the air was noticeably cooler, especially in the early mornings. I was glad I had made the decision to stay put and live amongst those oaks and deer for a time.
Four weeks of this life in the woods was toning me, physically, yes, but my mind and emotional wellbeing were also been healed, massaged by the constant exposure to nature and the rhythms of a wilder place. The air was clean, the water tasted of the glens and mountains through and from which it flowed, and the smoke from the oak I burnt felt purifying. I kept writing, I kept listening, and I kept recording as much of the experience as I could, from dawn to dusk, and beyond.
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Week Four
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I have a few ideas of what to do with this project once it is complete, but I am still working on them. For now, there are still plenty more weeks of adventure to come.
Many thanks for reading.
I'm loving this series!
I become more envious of your wild time by the day... I will be sad when it’s over though...