Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Salt Lake City on a beautiful day

I ran around the Sugarhouse park in Salt Lake City-it is such a beautiful park! When I'm over there, I love walking around the park loop and then just being able to go on acres and acres of manicured lawn!

We don't have too many large, manicured lawns around Elko. In fact, I think the sports fields at the schools are it.  Not the same as a park, at all.

Hey, It's Wednesday! We've all made it to Wed. Woot! Some weeks, just passed the halfway mark is cause for celebration.

Sunday, July 28, 2013

Lamoille on a Rainy Day


It was raining by the time I got up to the back parking lot in the canyon. There were a few minutes when I sat; noticing the patter on my windshield and that the temperature was 58F. Up at the pass it could be snowing in this weather. I thought of heading back to town. I thought of sitting until the rain stopped. Finally, I put on my rain jacket, a bright green that quite happily makes me look like a frog. It is thin and keeps me dry and warm. I got myself to hiking. After 15 minutes the rain let up, with occasionally drips and drops. The wet changed the canyon. Today, for a little while, it was a place I didn’t know. On a normal day the dryness of the high desert suppresses scent, but today the fragrances of all the different wildflowers lifted, humidity making a rich, tropical tapestry. The smell of rocks, ground down by snow every year added the scent of a workman’s shop in the mountains; and then the pine trees, the wet sage brush...  It is the smell of land and sky.

Each turn up the hill is new, the wet vista transforming place and time. I see that someone has freshly carved their name in gigantic letters in the pine tree, and I’m sad for the tree. I see it’s sap slowly trying to ooze out to cover it’s hurt. I apologized to the tree.

I see people I know (this is Elko, after all).  My mind at first pours through my troubles, frustrations at work, or what not, then excitement for coming trips and plans… and then it stops. I see the rain drip from the pine trees, the willows and the flowers. All colors are vibrant from the rain. I walk as far as I can, not quite to Favre Lake, not yet.  Today I saw that all the tools I need are within me.

Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Indian Paintbrush

It's like looking into the flower, seeing what it has to say in the sunny moment when this photo was taken. 
Less artistic, but completely fascinating- have you ever seen pink Indian Paintbrush? This was a first for me.

A wonderful space to be in.

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

An Abstract

Wandering About

Definitely having some upside-down reflections this week.  I'm a long way from familiar terrain, out here in the wide open desert. I miss my family and the people I grew up with. And trees. And normal things like yoga studios and nature foods stores.

I know many people on this green... ahem brown... earth have made sacrifices. But doubt steals into my mind and make me wonder: am I doing the right thing? One fundamental shift in self, since coming out here: it's not about the goal, it truly is about the journey.

The good part is, for about 97% of us, there is no wrong way to go about living, per se. That makes me chuckle. Upon this reflection there is no purpose is considering whether or not what I'm doing is right, it simply is. Which makes it annoying that the thought returns repeatedly over years. I suppose I should meditate on that.

I only give this to 97% of the planetary population, because I've been reading about sociopaths and others with personality disorders, and I guess I can go ahead and categorize that sub-population of the planet as cray-cray.  I do wonder how philosophy applies to the cray-cray. Reflections for another day.

Monday, July 22, 2013

tHe sTarpeople

I was thinking a bit about seeking in life; continuing to seek. Even when things feel upside down, as they do for me at times, isn't that feeling part of the human experience?
If it stops, are we done? What else is there? 

Friday, July 19, 2013

the sand dunes, Sand Pass Road

Not sure if you can see the dunes here, but it is really cool to loo out over a valley and see them. 

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

an eerie night

You ever experience a good ghost story? The best are ones where things are knocked off the wall or seem to move on there own, seem to anyway...

But in experience, I'd say the creepiest is the dark shape that appears in the hall. Or moves across the room, right in front of you, in broad daylight.

Not that I'd know anything about that.

Anyway, thought this shot was plenty creepy.

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Island lake

Isn't Island Lake spectacular? Just a two mile hike up.  I love the view from the Ruby Mountains, have I mentioned that already?

My friend and I must have looked bushed. Every person we passed, as they were coming down, told us we 'were almost there.'  LOL

Sunday, July 14, 2013

the oath

This painting just sort of popped out this weekend. An oath you make to yourself. not sure what it meant, event to me. And it's my own painting.

It might be a draft still, too.

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Roaring Springs Ranch, the west side of the Steens Mountains area in Oregon (no Steens Mountains in the picture)

Amazing, with the lava capped tops of the hills.   The ranch is really busy, there is always somebody out and about during the summer.

The canyons look like this. I always wonder what is up there? But I'm fairly sure it's just more rock, a few antelope.

This is actually a five photo panorama.  It's on the south side of the valley.

Sunday, July 7, 2013

Endless Roads of the Great Basin

The drive to Bend and back from Elko is a long one, an 8.5 hour little drive... one way. I prefer the Denio/ Frenchglen route. Quite a lot prettier than the others.