Rhodies!

Since I moved to Nevada, no rhododendrons! I haven't seen them in bloom in several years. Aren't they a beautiful flower... bush thing?!?

False Sun

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Strange how the most ordinary days or photos can turn out sublime.

Spring Time in No Nevada

The baby cows are coming along right now, so will have a few pictures over the next couple days.

Its been a long week so have to push along, push forward.  Every so often pause, and look at the bright blue sky and take stock of living out here.  It's different, that's for sure... but the people are nice and every so often you can spend a day working outdoors watching something come to fruition.  And wondering to yourself... or myself... is this really my place?

just sketchin'

Spring Snow Leaves an Image

More Bones

It's been a strange, strange, trip this week. Time to re-organize, spring clean my brain. Get the skeletons out. Begone.

Winter Sky

The sky around here is so interesting. I definitely love how strange the cloud formations are. This is from last weekend as a new system came through.

Place of Refuge

the world has gone crazy

Night Glow

Jungle Dream

spring vegetation

Some Books Do Scare Me

Last night I got to thinking about why some books scare the bajesus out of me, and my shyness reading them. I haven't really focused on that topic before, and am generally against banning books etc., But on the other hand, as a kid, my parents had a policy that we could read any book we wanted. I realized I don't really agree with that policy, for kids. So, got to thinking about it last night and then I remembered. There were three books I read from the middle school library that scared me quite badly as a 11 year old (give or take a year). I don't remember what the books were called, although I probably could figure it out.

In any event the story was centered around an orphan or young girl of some kind who goes to live with this 'wonderful' family in this 'wonderful' house on the edge of the sea cliff in Maine. The people would do subtle things to try to make the girls go mad- change the paintings in the bedroom with only tiny changes in the paintings so that you couldn't really tell. The girls would end up stark raving mad, and have to be hospitalized, then everyone would be so sad for the 'wonderful' people who tried so hard. Then in the next book they would try to 'help' a new girl. It was a trilogy, each girl fighting back. Only the last won; I think she had to kill them in a car accident or something like that.

Now the story line itself doesn't really bother me. What bothered me was, well, how it was written. It seemed, at the time, like a very well written book. I really 'felt' the characters, and connected with them deeply as they spiraled into madness.  They were a few years older than me, but the book really got into my head and twisted me about. To have them actually go mad in the books... well it really affected me. I think I'd like to go re-read those and see how much was because I was 11, and how much was because the books were that good.

I remember looking up banned books out of curiosity many years ago, and finding them on the banned books list. And while Siddhartha on the list makes no sense; and despite my rather liberal upbringing in this regard- those books... well I thought quietly- that makes sense to me.

A New Landscape

 

an Uncertain Dream

Dreams of Vegetation

Dragon Sight

I think this looks kind of cool. He is meant to be friendly, but he also looks a bit cray-cray.

Stormy Weekend

It rained this weekend, on Sunday. It was a nice day for around here- where rain is rare.

Tree Tops

the Griffin

I love this Griffin. I hope the photo is clear enough. This is a huge watercolor, I think the largest I've ever done. He seems secretive somehow.