April 28, 2013

The house finches have built a nest in the roll-up sun screen. Now— we await the eggs!

April 25, 2013

 

Current Reading list:

• The Eskimo and the Oil Man : The battle at the top of the world for America's future / Bob Reiss
• Soul of Nowhere : Traversing grace in a rugged land / Craig Childs

The lilac buds are ready to burst on some bushes— on others the killer temps have browned out the leaves already blooming…

The house finches are building a nest in the roll up sun screen outside and are filling the air w/ their ‘songs’… seems like a few pairs are nearby…

Carl Jung once said, people can get dirty from too much civilization. Even when we don’t want to be… 

Jung added, however, that whenever we touch nature we get clean.

April 17, 2013

Well, the warm-up on the Front Range has begun in earnest. The house finch pair apparently was going about putting together a nest on in the pull down sun-shade last week, BUT had other thoughts I think. Although some twigs are still up there on the roll-up, they must’ve smelled my hand on the twigs.

It is again snowing/ unsettled out there second day in a row. Reminds me about early -springtime conditions and waking up in the tent over on the shoulder of the Abajos one springtime past. The night had been relatively warm as it has been here. The snow load on the external frame tent was a little much and a couple of times I had to push up from the inside to relieve the pressure on the fiber- glass poles.

Upon awakening, and after the ritual pot of cowboy coffee made— I walked up the forest service roadway [in the heavy snow falling] to a point where the only soundings were of the snow flakes [ big and heavy] falling on the windbreaker I was wearing. I took refuge under a spruce tree and took some images of that morning and noted to self that there was a lack of birds and animals in the vicinity of where I was at.

Today’s snow falling reminds me about this and the above meditation.

Be well my friends—