delight
I have to admit to feeling so delighted each time I discover something new that has been added to the Beacon. This week, ski tracks came out of the bush behind the field and straight to the Beacon. There was a small poem inscribed on birch bark and posted on the tree. Other small wonders- a snail shell, a bird, a photo of my neighbour’s goat, and some beautiful prayer flags (more on them in the last posting). It (the Beacon) seems to be taking on its own life now.
