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North to South

Scenes from a four hour drive through Utah

all in a day

peddling pumpkins

a hole where our old house used to be-

searching for artifacts

gathering offerings 

orphans, Adam and Amelia 

alfalfa from our field, special rocks 
and leaves for our parents 

hmmm...

rum victoria, coffee truffle, 

black walnut Cummings chocolates for us.

Grand Fall-nale

Desert Wanderings

This trading post was closed, but I spied some really great 

Navajo rugs through the window and some wonderfully random books on a table outside.

Myth of Sisyphus, Uncle Tom's Cabin, My Antonia. Angle of Repose, 24 Hours Before Dawn, Bury My Heart at Wounded Knee, Kids Say the Darndest Things, Life is Tremendous!

We camped near of the edge of this:

Goosenecks Sate Park

And marveled at the beauty of the night sky. 

my happy place

red moon

“Last night the moon came

dropping its clothes in the street.

I took it as a sign to start singing.

Falling up into the bowl of sky.”

- Yuri Norstein

the tale of tales, 1979

Let the weekend begin...

My sister e-mailed this to me,

and I am shamelessly

reposting here.

Cheers!

Ode to Oakridge

November's Rotting Apples

Everything’s looted, betrayed and traded,
black death’s wing’s overhead.
Everything’s eaten by hunger, unsated,
so why does a light shine ahead?

By day, a mysterious wood, near the town,
breathes out cherry, a cherry perfume.
By night, on July’s sky, deep, and transparent,
new constellations are thrown.

And something miraculous will come
close to the darkness and ruin,
something no-one, no-one, has known,
though we’ve longed for it since we were children.

-- anna akhmatova

The last harvest

before the bulldozers come...

O Apricot Tree

If you were a woman,

you would have produced

enough offspring in your lifetime

to populate a planet-

a tastefully sized planet,

like Mercury or Venus-

inhabited by delicious people

not too sweet,

or tarted up,

with names like Goldilocks,

and Nectar,

who don't overdo it on

the perfume.

A world I prefer

over asphalt, concrete

and cookie-cutter houses,

any day, any lifetime.