From the mail trail: Rows of red pine looking fine. 1.16.26 📬 #trees #daily #photography #mailtrail #wisconsin

GM. Thankful for three things this morning. 1. The snow plows that will be plowing the freshly fallen snow my wife told me about when she came to bed last night. 2. The thank you card and cash a customer left in her mailbox. My sixteen year old son and I shoveled out her mailbox the night before. 3. These lines by Rumi I read yesterday morning: "The world is made of snow It falls and melts and falls again. "Do not be concerned with the snow. Come toward the sound of my voice. Move always in that direction." Off to the mail trail. I hope you have a great day! Morning Fire 97 1.16.26 #gm #coffeechain #plebchain #daily

GM. One degree out there. Thankful for this fire. Time is short. Things to do before I head to the mail trail. Yesterday I ran across a post about Robert Redford. It was about his final days. This stuck with me: " . . . in his last weeks, Redford had recorded a private message for his great-grandchildren. In it, he said, 'This world can overwhelm. But if you slow down, and sit under a tree long enough, it’ll tell you everything. And if you forget who you are, draw something. Or go walk alone. Nature remembers you.'" I hope you have a great day. Morning Fire 96 1.15.26 #gm #coffeechain #daily #plebchain

Did anyone here listen to Coffee With Scott Adams? I listened to him daily on the mail route for the past 6 years. He passed away yesterday. And was just wondering if there were folks on Nostr that were fans. I know he had a huge following on X. His final message below. #asknostr #ScottAdams #plebchain

Bitcoin is the escape from this. #bitcoin #money #banks #finance #inflation #economy

GM. Morning Fire 95 is burning hot. Waiting for it to finish. Then it's off to the mail trail. It's 8 degrees out there. Feeling like January again. I was looking for zen quotes about "not knowing" earlier. This one made me smile. "To understand nothing takes time. " - Zen proverb I hope you have a great day! 1.14.26 #gm #coffeechain #plebchain #zen #soul

My sons forging a striker. They will be using it to strike flint to start fires. My oldest son is in costume. He's made costumes for himself his whole life. All 3 of our kids have actually. His costume is based on the ranger in Lord of The Rings. #homeschooling #Fatherhood #countryliving

GM. I am in front of morning fire 94. Thankful for it. The light, the heat, the sound. It's 33 out there. Back to the mail trail today. Not much to say right now besides: I hope you have a great day. 1.13.26 #gm #coffeechain #daily #plebchain

GM. I'm in front of morning fire 93. My second day off from the mail trail. I really like days off. Just saying. Before I started the fire I went out fed hay to the animals and watered them. I usually don't do that. Fire comes first. Well, actually, fire comes 3rd. First it's cold shower, meditation, then fire. So fire came 4th this morning. Now that that's out of the way. :-) The important part is that while I was out there I saw the waxing moon in the southern sky. There were colors in the eastern sky. Red. Yellows. Dawn at 7 AM. A few weeks back we layed to rest a deer carcass back on the banks of The Bean Brook. Daniel, my oldest son, was checking it out yesterday. He and his wife are up visiting. He saw bobcat tracks around it. That was good to hear. I like hearing about wild nature. Whatever created it knew what they were doing. Now this system we live in, that's a different story. It's good to be away from the political podcasts for a few days. I hope you have a great day! 1.12.26 #gm #coffeechain #plebchain #fire #nature

It's Sunday morning. A day off from the mail trail. Post morning fire. Daniel and Kelli are up for the weekend. The whole family here. Kelli takes and texts photos to me. This is one I had to share. The two ladies in my life. 1.11.26 #daily #gm #family #coffeechain #plebchain

GM. Don't complain about autumn. Walk with grief like a good friend. Listen to what he says. - Rumi I opened up my journal this morning to see what day my das passed away 4 years ago. I was thinking it was the 12th. Nope, it was the 10th. I should know that. I won't be to tough on myself though. The morning I got the call, around 4 AM, it was 20 below. Anytime it drops below zero at the beginning of January I'm reminded of that morning. The world around me doesn't let me forget. For that I am grateful. Because I know some day that won't be so. I was actually thinking about him on Friday a lot while delivering mail. It was sunny, above 30 degrees, felt like spring. I could do anything I wanted and he'd still love me. I dropped everything in my early 20's and lived how I wanted to live. By that time I owned 100 acres, logging equipment, and had built a house. Everything most parents would be proud of. Son with financial security. I achieved it through discipline, hard work with my hands, and of course luck. Today it would be much harder with the price of land and such. But I was miserable. Depressed and anxious a lot of the time. It got to the point where I couldn't go on another day bearing the weight of it. My mom saw it while they were "up north" visiting. So we closed up the house I'd built with their help. Then they took me home to where I grew up to live with them. During all of it he never criticized me once. I inherited some of it from him. I'm guessing he understood this at some level. One time he told me to never get in a rut like he did. He put 30 years standing on the floors of the same factory. The lines by Rumi that follow the ones I started this off with are: "Sometimes the cold and dark of a cave give the opening we most want." Little did I know the darkness led me to the "opening I most wanted." I've spent the last 30 years following my nose trying to understand what happened back there in my early 20's. I remember James Hillman, the father of archetypal psychology, saying one time some people will spend a lifetime trying to understand a depression. One thing it taught was to deepen. To deepen my relationships with humans and nonhumans. To not forget moments of wonder and awe. My Dad gave me space to do that. There's a good king and a bad king in mythology. When it comes to this Dad had his good king going on. #gm #coffeechain #plebchain #fire #fatherhood

From the mail trail: Fifteen seconds of flow in Stanberry, WI. 1.9.26 #water #daily #vlog