Home in a hut

The hut has been my home now for two years.  I can highly recomend hut living.  It is cozy, has a woodburning stove, a table, a bed and a chest of drawers for my clothes, 5 windows and glass double doors.  I can feel like I am totally part of the landscape here or I can cover up the windows and be cozy inside.  I do spend a lot of time here I confess.  At night in the winter the stars twinkle away like there is no end to them.  I hear an owl most nights. In the morning  I look north up the Great Glen from my bed and across to the hills of Morven and when I look to the Nort- East there is the Ben, the Ben Nevis, often in snow, like a great king in ermine on his thrown.  At the beginning and end of the winter, both winters so far, a hen harrier spends a few weeks here, we eye each other up.  He swoops and flies fast and low, hunting.  I will surely miss living in my hut when the house is done.