A place on a planet called Gor.
It's a long, long journey from where you were to here.
And where is here ?
East of the mighty Thassa...........
West of the winds.
That 's where you'll find
the Upper Fayeen River.
A little farther on you'll come to the foothills of the wild and beautiful red mountains, known as the Voltai mountains.
My lands begin at the headwaters of the Upper Fayeen River, extending far into the foothills of the Voltai mountains, inclusive of a sacred mountain where rests atop its peak an open air Observatory.
These lands are semi arid, water is precious in this place....on Gor.
There is no guarantee of a deep snow pack in winter, nor the fierce drenching thunderstorms of summer. Even when used for soothing decoration, it is never deliberately wasted. Where ever possible, potable water is recirculated.
These lands are semi arid, water is precious in this place....on Gor.
There is no guarantee of a deep snow pack in winter, nor the fierce drenching thunderstorms of summer. Even when used for soothing decoration, it is never deliberately wasted. Where ever possible, potable water is recirculated.
Work is available here for those who wish it.
I pay :
25 copper per full day's work, plus meals. I cook reasonably well, I make basic good food.
Spring water, milk and black wine are the only beverages I offer.
In the event you don't like my cooking :
Fishing is permitted. Kindly stay away from the riparian areas where the wild rice grows.
Hunting is NOT permitted on my lands. Just don't do it.
A huntress lives here and the scent of blood excites her.
Camping in designated areas only.
Keep your fire small and well clear of dried grasses. Don't overstay your welcome.
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For wintering over guests :
Recently upgraded, a series of connecting cottages and communal bathing tub have been built in the peace of the trees.
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For wintering over guests :
Recently upgraded, a series of connecting cottages and communal bathing tub have been built in the peace of the trees.
Frozen in time, this one stands alone.
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A lovely path will lead you
to summers' resting spaces.
A climb up the foothills into the mountains will bring you to the observatory atop a sacred peak.
Perhaps the Prison moon will be shining that splendid summer's night.
Perhaps the Prison moon will be shining that splendid summer's night.
The Gardens.
A recirculating fountain in case of severe drought.
A recirculating fountain in case of severe drought.
Ayurvedic Healing Herbs
The climbers and fragile fragrant herbs are protected from the voracious herbivores.
A comfy vulo coop & tool shed filled in the space with nothing feeling crowded.
Seasonal vegetables, fruit and grains available for sale or trade:
July
July
- Wild rice *not yet available
- suls
- green beans *not yet available
- corn *not yet available
- carrots * not yet available
- green onions
- lettuce
- radishes * not yet available
- tomatoes * not yet available
- yellow & green squash *not yet available
- peaches * not yet available*
- pears * not yet available
- raspberries * not yet available
- blueberries * not yet available
- saffron
- parsley
- peppermint
- thyme
- lavender
- rosemary
- basil *wide leaf only
- Apples : red and green * not yet available
- Wine grapes * not yet available
Water. Our most precious gift of all..........
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Phelan's Gates.
Down river of my home, the settlement of the Anasazi tribe, with whom I have a long standing trade agreement. The entire Anasazi tribe disappeared from the desert southwest in Arizona several hundreds of earth years ago.
Whew !! THAT mystery solved !!
They are a reserved people, very skilled, very artistic. Their dialect flows gently like precious water.
Instead of cave dwellings in the side of the cliffs as they did on earth, they live in abandoned clay insect mounds which they've turned into beautiful homes.
Expert with the spear, the bow and arrow, they are a peaceable people. Until they are not.
Aren't we all.....