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Living on Fractured Schist

In the hills above Fairbanks, the frost-line goes down about four feet in the winter, so septic systems have to be buried more than four feet, a bit of a daunting task.

In researching how to replace an aging septic system last year, I learned that we live on “fractured schist.”

This geological under-layment is a continual poetic and philosophical delight.

I feel fractured indeed, and am continually trying to make order out of the schist.

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(The image is of the 8′ x 12′ cabin and roof garden at the Stone Sanctuary)