Man, thanks for the reminder Diane. I thought immediately of the road North of Santa Fe, looking West. On my first full day in SFe, I drove west off the highway, down a paved road, over a cattle guard, onto dirt, through a wash, over some ruts and wound up in a tiny canyon where water washed down to the Rio. The canyon was called Diablo by the local people who befriended me later. Turns out it's where the high school students went to party. But, that first time, when I walked into the canyon and heard the birds with their descending-note song, I sat on a rock and cried. I felt like I was home.
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It becomes part of you and you're never the same. I've cried many times at the exquisitely painful beauty to be found in those mountains.
Is that what it is? The thing that produces tears - is it simply beauty?
yeah I think it is, but that's just this old goat-ropers opinion. (I ain't kicked **** in years)
Yeah, I guess it must be, I can't think of another reason.
I wanted to post the large version of this little fixer upper, but the url was too long.
Love it but it's much too lonely for real life--guess that's why it was deserted.
<sigh>
I have several pictures of old, abandoned adobes in various states of decay.
I'm wud me meetin my college frnds today after a very long time. Since all of us are in different fields of study and scattered over several cities, it is extremely difficult to coordinate and today we would all be meeting each other.
Sort of a college reunion. That's what is brigtening up my day for now.
Honey, you really must come out and visit us for a few days. I have some wonderful photos of abandoned places in Colorado. One of them is of the broken end of a highway somewhere in rural CO.
They don't exactly make you smile, but the longing, loneliness, missed opportunities speak in every one--a kind of gut feeling that must be deep in the human spirit.
Enough for me. Say goodnight, Gracie.
Sitting out on the porch watching Lacey laying so contented in her basket and enjoying the outdoors and appreciating the flowers and plants and even our resident bunny who comes to visit and chow down on the food Rae leaves for them.
I smiled ....................
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Ooooh, Lacey has that contented look only a cat can have. Life is good.
work swag!
i was given a baseball cap bcos of a project i worked on in '03.
perks in an enginerring office are few & far between...
The pics shewolf posted of her lil bean!
The birds singing in the trees and the fact that the whole of Maple Canyon and not completly slide away in one giant mud slide. One baby laurel tree (bay leaf) was taken last night but if the birds can still sing I can still smile.
much has mad me smile these days... its just that im am iactually trying to look at things from new eyes. i want to take look at things like i used to... without cares without the weight of problems on my shoulders and just enjoy life....
We had a 'guess your colleague' thing at work last week. Bring in an old pic, and see if people can figure out who was who.
Apparently, I could have gone out on the road as a Janis Joplin impersonator in my teens. Made me grin, hearing that over and over and over today. Sometimes from people who I wouldna guessed would have known who Janis was.
