Woke up today around 7 to the whips and snaps of trees being thrown around in the wind. Dan and I were planning on going into town today while Ryan came out to do some work in the greenhouse. Looks like nature has other plans for us. There is a wind warning with 60 to 70 km winds. The sea looks like it's laughing, rolling and shaking over some wind whispered joke. When I told a friend of mine that I would be coming up here I remember her saying to me that it would be exciting to be in a place where nature still reigned supreme. Today I am feeling the power of that statement. So often we take things in the city for granted, the power, the water, our food. When George was first explaining to me about the amp hours in the batteries that hold the energy for the island, I felt like he was speaking Greek. I just had to watch him, and learn the steps to starting the generator, memorizing following. Now it's all staring to sink in, not just how things work, but the significance of self sufficience.
I jumped out of bed and started working through my to do list:
1) bathroom
2) Light the fire in the house stove
3) greenhouse, check temperature, assuage worst fears by checking for wind induced holes in plastic. The wind was whipping the plastic around and making those terrible sounds, like sails in the wind that ought to have been taken down, like the cracking of whips. For once I am grateful for the indestructibility of plastic.
4) turn on generator
5) Mix tomato food and put in water
6) Mix micronutrients and put in water
7) Turn on computer (an ancient and indestructible IBM)
8) Feed the ducks and Geese and collect the duck eggs
9) Call Ryan
10) Turn composting toilet
11) drink tea
12) eat breakfast
And here I am. Watching the confused humming birds hovering around the feeder, which has been torn apart by the wind.
Full Belly, ready to start the day. Ipod almost charged with days worth of audiobooks, podcasts and tunes to give my mind something to chew on while I commune with the plants.