Sunday, May 31, 2015

Garden 2015



There ya go. The garden going in for this year. Off and running.

Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Spring, Assessed






This year, summer'll probably preclude much rinsing of mud off of the old four wheeler, and who knows how much irrigation will be available for making more flowers, but we have both options right now.
It's been a beautiful spring in Sanpete, with plenty of rain and great temperatures for being alive outside. Winter was a bust, but this has been a good, solid season to follow.













Friday, May 22, 2015

English Beat!



Nater Harrison invited me up to SLC for dinner and the English Beat. Chalked up as one of the best outings of my admittedly rather staid, uncultured life...

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Squirting Things

 If there's water or anything related to dirt, Ianto's in for a share.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

Another Try At Poetry: Driving the Wreck

Driving the Wreck          

Belief and experience
careen across expanses of desert together,
such that landscape,
          as these two blow by in your mind’s automobile,
          may become whatever desire describes despite a lifetime of cynical experiences.
Of course, this depends on the color of opaque cloth
dawn down across belief’s sharp eyes and mouth,
as this serves to shield years of trying experience from knowing better.
Most of us know that dreams dance long,
occupying the stage of  the mind and its labors;
           but the dance and this long drive through the desert
           brings a selective amnesia,
and the drive itself casts another shaded,
comely covering, taking both hostage
and landing the jalopy in a borrow-ditch.
Perhaps the spells of beauty, or love,
or change and hope,
are worth the effort
of pulling the wreck out of the ditch
and moving on;     
            but this time with old man experience at your side

and dame belief lolling in the back.

Mimi's Birthday





Mimi turned 95 this week, and in commemoration, I took four of the kids up to the funny little lunch program that her kids plan for her most every year.
She's made it through what might have been her roughest winter yet, health wise, and is doing great as long as she doesn't have to understand what's going on in a conversation at normal tone...



We took some time on our way home to wander around and frequent places not often visited by our rural family. They're always fun to be with and even more fun to introduce to cool things, places and people.



Friday, May 15, 2015

Plowing for 2015
























There's always something going on when Tennessee's your friend- he recently bought a couple of tractors and has been deciding which one he's going to keep, and the good thing was that we got to be a proving ground for one of them...
Breaking ground once again (#14 for us) here at the Little House on the High Desert, we'll be bringing plants out of the greenhouse and out into the wild pretty quick...




Sunday, May 10, 2015

Happy Mother's Day

Another Troubled Youth Conference at Snowbird







There was lots of green on the hill at Snowbird this year with construction and new ideas all over the place. There's been a change of ownership at the bird for the first time since the place was created over forty years ago under the founder, Dick Bass. I'm always concerned when something that works changes hands after such a long time, but since I have nothing to do with any decision or idea that happens at Snowbird, and since I'm about as low a roller as any who ever finds themselves there, I'll just be glad I can scrape together gas money to attend a conference on the district's dime once a year. 

Wednesday, May 6, 2015

The Macabre of May...




That's a radish, an orange, and a peppercorn. The results? Otherworldly!

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Peeking Through the Spider Web


We begin this little experiment as soft, slippery little screamers with little else but that to offer, and as we start cruising along, we get a lot more complex in both output and expectations in what we need and want to become...
Sometimes I look at the sky and see what millions of my ancestors have seen for thousands of years; just that- the sky. I have written many times about the sun, clouds, wind, and stars. But at other times, all I can see is what we do with the absolute least amount of effort and money to make our lives easier and better. The constant trade-offs and cognitive dischords that I see and comply with make my mind ache with the noise, sometimes.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

Even in a Hardware Store



Searching through a lumber warehouse, I looked up to see this framed scene. Not bad by any standard.