One Caretaker's story of living (mostly) in solitude on a private Island on Lake George in Upstate New York, as told through daily photographs and musings/ramblings (well, daily in the winter; every four days or so in the Summer and mostly just photos in the Summer).
A Very Brief Glossary: GHETTO--Name for the cabin that the Caretaker lives in, a single story structure, about 220 square feet/20.44 square meters.
Living Conditions: End of October to early May, no running water, Island population: 1. Early May to end of October, running water, Island population: ranges from 1 to 20 or so.
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The Caretaker's Concern 5/16/08 Lake Temp. 52.5F. Ghetto temp. 55 F. Island tmp. 56 F. Yesterday's L/H: 54/64 F. Current conditions: total cloud coverage, no wind.
The Caretaker was finally able to get over to Clay island and do some leaf wrangling, he was a bit concerned about losing his raking form due to a lack of practice, but after just a few swift sweeps of the rake he was back in fighting shape. Enough with the leaf wrangling, even the Caretaker is getting board of it.
While in town today doing some errands the Caretaker noticed that much was in bloom, all the Spring flowers on the plants, and bushes, and trees, were creating quite a cornucopia of aromas for the noses. The Caretaker should make a point to get into town more often, using some of his free time to dawdle amongst the villagers' many various floral plantings. Given all the polluting noxious fumes we have pumped into our atmosphere, it is good, every once in a while, to provide the nose with something other than say, vehicular exhaust. Take your nose on a holiday, go smell the flowers. Treat the world, plant a garden, be it floral, produce, herb or mix of all three, it will make the Earth sing.