We're home for a few days, since filming is being done for scenes that don't include either of our characters. We've been spending much of the time outside, preparing the fences and building a shelter so that we can have our horses – Rajah, Indra, Valkyrie, and Saraswati – at our home.

As we worked today, a hoarse call issued up from the woods. Moments later we saw the speaker – a large raven who had made its way down from the Northlands.

We seldom see ravens here – crows are much more common. But every other year or so, we hear that strange cry and sweep our eyes over the sky to see a black-feathered corvid.


         A photo-edited re-creation of the fireball that welcomed us home.

Another sign welcomed us home, just when we were about two miles from Sweetwater. It was past midnight, and the sky was bright with starlight. Suddenly, a bright green fireball seared down from the sky, falling slow and vivid. It was the largest we've ever seen.

Now the fire burns in our wood-burning stove, and the nights are quiet except for the songs of our wind-chimes and the distant barks and howls of coyotes. There's a little over a week left of filming, and we're looking forward to filming the remaining scenes. But for now, it's good to be home.

 

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