Tuesday, July 28, 2009

At last, a night at the cabin

Believe me, the cabin is no place for the faint-of-heart. A tree-frog was hanging on the door as I unlocked it.

The cabin has been deserted awhile, so I guess I shouldn't have been surprised at the bug casings and actual dead bugs I found. This is a sticky-trap; I put these out for mice, but I've only gotten one mouse with them. I do think, if you click on the picture to enlarge it, you can see the remains of a tiny skink, though. That's a shame, because I like skinks. Not in my bed, of course.

Nor should I have been shocked when a fat mouse jumped out of the mouse-bait box atop my books and ran straight up the wall.

I put a new box of mouse-poison out and started sweeping.

Then I cut my lawn which, as you can see, was overgrown.

These are my lawn-mowing tools at the cabin.

I've had "Pillars of the Earth" laying by my chair here at the house for a long time, but the size of it is so daunting I've barely made a dent in it. So I spent a couple of hours reading in my lounge chair behind the cabin.

Getting wood for my campfire, I found this interesting bug, over an inch long; I haven't decided whether those are actually his eyes, or some sort of camouflage to keep people from seeing his real eyes. He really didn't appreciate having his stick of wood thrown onto the fire.

Sadie normally won't go within ten feet of a fire; smoke makes her sneeze. But she spent a half-hour digging around a big rock at my campfire, so I finally lifted it up a little and some tiny creature the size of a mouse (maybe it was a mouse) took off with unbelievable speed. Sadie was in hot pursuit, but of course he got away.

I used to be able to get a good look at the sunset through these trees, but they've gotten so big you have to work at seeing it now. I also used to have a view of the river bottom, but the trees grew up and took that away. I don't mind, because I have a wonderful view of the sunset from my yard, these days.

I enjoyed my fire until 9:30 or so; then Sadie and I went to bed; we heard thunder approaching. I love being at the cabin when it's storming.

I used to go to the cabin to get away from the crowd up here; it seemed as though people were constantly in my face. I couldn't step outside my door without some kid making a comment about where I was going or what I was doing. I also went back for the peace and quiet: the old two-story house sits right on the gravel road. We have kids riding noisy four-wheelers back and forth constantly, stirring up dust; and neighbors who don't believe in having mufflers on their cars.

Since we moved back away from the road, all that is a thing of the past, and I no longer need the cabin. I've thought about having Cliff do away with it, but after last night, I've decided it's a nice thing to have, and it isn't hurting anything back there. If nothing else, it's a nice place for bugs and mice to get out of the weather.

Cliff has always told me, "The mice were there first; you chose to go sleep in their domain."

And of course, he's right. That doesn't keep me from putting out poison, though.


Nance said...

Donna....That cabin is a KEEPER. You are so blessed to have a 'get-away' place right there in your own back/front yard. I just love the memory of being there and being privileged to 'see' it and actually step inside. The fire pit is the best part for me. I love to sit by a fire. Of course out here in CA right now I am looking for an ice pit ! Temps in the 100s keep me indoors most of the time.
Thanks for sharing the cabin again.

I'm mostly known as 'MA' said...

I love your cabin and always have. I now have my own little place in the woods and enjoy it so much. I often think of you and your cabin. I have a trailer and it still has mice when I return to it in the Spring. I try to remind myself that this is their home, but I hate cleaning up after them. For almost a month now I've not seen one. I guess they prefer the outdoors in the summertime.

MissKris said...

Don't you DARE get rid of the cabin!! If it gets passed on down to future generations, someone else might find some much-needed spiritual/personal solace there. I wish I had one to disappear to right now. As to the mice, my Dear Hubby doesn't like mice at all. We've done a lot of primitive camping thru the years and it's him who'd get creeped out from all the field mice who'd manage to get onto our tent and skitter around all nite long. Not me...you get me into that glorious high country desert air and it's light's out for me.

ms martyr said...

Mice used to move into our house for the winter. We've gone on the offensive and set traps outside and so far have managed to catch them and keep them from moving in. I don't care if they live in the woodpile and eat the seeds from the bird feeders but stay out of my house!

Hyperblogal said...

See.... I told you to keep the cabin.... much fun.

Paula said...

Nice post Mosie. Been missing reading about you at your cabin.

Hollie said...

I love the cabin too. It's such a nice little retreat, & I think Sadie loves it too. I agree with the others, "IT's a KEEPER!"

Midlife Mom said...

Yes I agree with everyone else, it's a keeper!

Marlene said...

That little cabin...oh, I would have to decorate it in shabby chic and put all my cute little thingies just for me to enjoy. I would love it. You and Sadie enjoy it!

Faye said...

The cabin...I love it..simply love it. Before I became ill, I dreamed of one day traveling there to see it for myself. (I'm so jealous of the blogger that did). The cabin represents everything that I am missing about the country life.