Shadow Shot Sunday

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Spring was late: I saw its first greening

Every time I go to my mountain home after the thaw, I end up taking the same picture from the upper deck...

...and the same picture from the top of the hill -

I keep hoping to see the fairies that live in this hollowed-out burl -

...and when I'm out walking with granddog, Lola, I always try to see what she's seeing -

I'm always shocked and delighted when we run into wildlife. Sherry posted about seeing 7 deer and said, "The earth as we know it stopped spinning. No one would believe me about Time stopping to sit down in my driveway and saying 'Sherry, go ahead and soak up the moment.'" This is how I felt at the sight of the moose; how I feel when I see life asserting itself through matted-down layers of leaves. It seems like a revolutionary miracle every spring.

The Arch of the Year


High summer's sun raked and cratered the earth
Disinterested, implacable
As you were implacable.


Early frost and some wind bent and stripped the trees
You did not could not bend.


Snow bandaged the hill
But not the sage
And enfolded in its soft slight embrace
All your time and times.


Spring was late: I saw its first greening
I know you smelt the jasmine but did not see the rose
I saw the rose but not the hawthorn.
You did not could not wait for summer.


We waited
And are parched.


Gwendolen Gittens, 1990 (age 67)

Two-Day Self-Imposed Silent Retreat In Midway, Utah

Pot Rock Collection - Don't Take Any -
In the Olden Days, 
Neighbors Shot Each Other Over Disputed Pot Rock Ownership -

Pot Rock Buildings In Town (below)

  Now Take A Quick 'Scroll' With Me Down Midway (Memory) Lane

 Irrigation Gate

Watercress Grows Freely

Only One Democrat In Town

Yippee! The Town Finally Gets A Grocery Store

Metal Works Shop Where Angle Irons Were Made 

That I Used To Support Beams After I Jacked Up Cantilevered Edges of Cabin

(it's a long story)

Bonner's Policy: Turn No Cat Away

(yes, it smells like the Cat House at the zoo)

The Bridges of Wasatch County

"I'd like to take a walk ALONE along the Provo River - 

This screwdriver should be enough protection."

"...and the hoary frost of heaven, who has gendered it?"

(Job 38:29)

River Foam Among The Logs

Where's Elmo the Fisherman?

I would like to decay beautifully

like this crocodile log.

Please, random attacker, if my screwdriver fails, 
lay me out in this field, next to this log -

let me be earth.