While Peggi and I were cleaning up a fifty-foot fallen oak tree out back, Steve Black was putting my Stations of the Cross in AR space with Tony Smith’s 1968 sculpture, Moses. Just in time for Holy Week. This is so exciting. Steve says, “spatial computing is about using the space in a way that acknowledges the absence of gravity….”
Here, in old-fashioned reality, gravity brought the dead oak down. It fell in the upward direction of the hill behind our house, and some of its roots were still embedded in the earth. I started at the top and cut log-length chunks that rolled down the hill, crashing into other trees and either ricocheting off or becoming lodged.
Peggi stood at the bottom of the hill, as crazy as that sounds, in case any of them rolled into the road. I looked both ways before rolling, and Peggi hid behind the big oak. Peggi rolled five or six out of the road. Three went zipping right across the road and landed in the creek across the street, and the others were scattered. We rounded them up and will roll them into the car tomorrow and drive them up to our woodpile.
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