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.

the mother with the mostest

(especially in the children department).

thank you for bringing me

into this world.

crackle...meep...hello earthlings...

Drive-In

Mt. Pleasant, Utah

Now Playing:

The Rapture

super moon!

although if you ask me,

every full moon is pretty super...

...Find your flaws

endearing.

Given your pick

make it your flesh

you would choose

to inhabit.

-Samantha Rey

Happy Record Store Day!

Fielding Garr Sheep Ranch

hello little owls, are you up there?

didn't see any owls, but I spotted a pond of watercress,

pretty, old bottles in the root cellar,

old cars and a tractor in the field,

wrought iron relics,

and a horse saddled up, ready to ride...

The first settler on Antelope Island, Fielding Garr was sent by the LDS Church in 1848, to establish a ranch for "church tithing herds". The ranch was owned and operated by the church until the 1870's for the purpose of providing funds for the Perpetual Emigration Fund, which financed the emigration of Mormon converts from Europe to Utah.

source

Pathways, Portals....

and prarie dogs, posing for peanuts.

Southern Utah rocks!