Moving to the woods has been a dream for a long time....since high school. Somehow I lost sight of it, and many years of life happened. Life is in general a series of connected events, which overlap in unimagined ways, and it is a rare occurrence when a clean break can or must happen. Sometimes it is catastrophe, and sometimes it is just the cards you are dealt....a convergence of events which allow a major move. Get laid off, sell the house, and move to another state where you know nobody, and the unemployment is one of the highest in the country. It's a fine pickle we've gotten ourselves into this time......a very fine pickle indeed. The full moon rising over the mountain ridge was knee-buckling beautiful. I still haven't mastered taking a digital photo directly into the full moon yet. The silhouette of the trees against the full moon is a 'must get' picture. I'll keep trying.