Wind Catcher
Tucked away behind the Sedge grasses the cars are parked as if to say we like you but not enough to have you inside our home! A well worn path meanders through equally sedate plantings of cedar, tamarack, and river birch trees. The raspberry brambles pull at your feet and somewhere down this path your esteemed colleague with the eccentric hobbies lives. The grasses thicken and there in the distance a soft light emerges from the dense diversity of planted gardens.
Nature seems to envelope this path and the well nurtured soil is growing some amazingly large vegee's hanging from a miniature vining jungle. The path gracefully widens and well hewn chairs from an “Ents” workshop invite a rest and respite from the modern world of electromagnetic webbing! Solar lights beckon the way and what initially appeared as ever thicker grasses shows distinguishing form in the walls and roof of Peter's abode. Thatched with the nearby prairies first and second cuttings of the season it holds watery weather at bay.
The light plugs exist somewhere but not evidently in Peters concept of modern evolutionary thinking! The wiring is all low voltage and even non existent in the bedroom walls where sleeping heads intend to lay. At night a switch is thrown to disconnect what little current remains in the reverse polarization conduits of self made power. His is mostly solar and with the recent demand and response for photo voltaic, the film itself has dramatically lowered the price structure.