After having been ensconced in the wilderness for just this long I think that it is only natural that my mind be led to questions of beauty and value, creativity and deity. So Peirce was right in his "Neglected Argument" - and abductive musement is alive and well.
Evening consisted of some work in the cabin, working on the A Philosophy of Sacred Nature: Prospects for Ecstatic Naturalism anthology. I also had time to read some Emerson poems, prompted by seeing flowers of the same name: Rhodora. Emerson's poem, 'The Rhodora', was exceptionally fitting. Margaret Fuller's"Recollections of Mystical Experiences" (1840) was also nice to read.
After reading and work it was finally time to enjoy some good wine and (of course!) some '80s new wave/darkwave, dance party!