Day 146, August 12, 2000, Rubber Glove 6th km, 8.30am
14C, Cloudy, No wind
7.30-8.50 am
I talked to Gord (my neighbour) in the morning and gave him some red beets. He told me that he has never seen crayfish here. He was very surprised to hear that they live here. Thoughts were about photographs – the round ones of flowers and plants on dark background. Thoughts were also about Rumi, about being transparent, about clear air around me. Also, about lack of opinion and recipe for life. And, about being in all this so fulfilled, peaceful and happy. Over and over this beautiful fragment of music played in my head – Pie Jesu from Requiem by Faure.
ning. It looks like hunting season has started because there are shots all around me. Cold. I record sounds a lot but it absorbs me too much. I don’t like it. I am testing a new digital sound recorder. I almost didn’t pay attention to my walk. At the bridge three pick-up trucks. Most likely the boys are hunting somewhere down the river. There is some road improvement going on. They set up some construction signs and they pick up rocks and soil. I think I will put the “Full cycle” project on hold and I will start now “Moscow – Paris” project and will apply to the Canada Council in March. I have a pretty good vision of this project. There was nothing singing in my head and thoughts were only about sound recording.