Don’t look it up, I’d be afraid Congress has actually named such a day 🙂
And Damn It! There is such a day. World Social Media Day was June 30th, 2019.
Ok, so I’ve been neglecting my blog. Neglecting all of my social media. But I’ve been filling every moment of everyday actually living. Now there’s an odd thought, well not really.
It is actually a very healthy thing to do once and a while – unplug from the electronic world.
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Well, I’ve meandered back into the lands that produce some of my favorite wild flowers. And this has to be one at the top of my list – the Mariposa Lilly. High desert delicate beauty.
I love how the little green bee is clinging tightly to a stamen. 🙂 And since I’m back here, I plan to re-post one of my personal favs where I tried to describe this flower. Not re-post per se, but I set it back in as one of my pinned posts at the top of my home page – can’t miss it. 🙂
Try it Again
I’m back for one of those sporadic posts. I’m taking the day off. Time to regroup a little, get the gear back in order, and give the old muscles a bit of a rest.
I encountered this little beauty on the trail yesterday, with its little spider friend . . .
Yes, the sun rises behind you.
That’s what those side mirrors are for. 🙂
The old, one-handed while driving cell phone shot.
I wanted to offer my apologies as I’m in motion right now and may be absent or here sporadically for a while. Hopefully, I’ll return occasionally with a good tale or two. And, of course, to catch up on all of your great posts!
So far, the wildlife and wildflowers have been amazing ! Pics to follow too.
A couple of days ago, I noticed that a reader had liked one of my posts from February. Now that’s a great thing because it wasn’t one of the stories that was “pinned” to my home page then. Generally speaking, our older posts drift backward in time and out of the spotlight as we write new ones. So the reader had to take a little time to hunt this one down. Or maybe they just stumbled upon it. Either way, I was happy they found it.
And then I noticed that this particular piece, Coffee, had one of the highest number of likes of all of my posts.
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Yerba Mansa or the Bear Root
The past few years have held many traumas. Many disintegrations. Many challenges.
A number of failures.
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My shadow was short this morning.
I had hit the trail late and the sun was close to being directly overhead.
I should have started earlier, much earlier, because it was already 90 degrees and with 70 percent + humidity, it’s stifling out here. The air is heavy, thick, hard to breathe. Kind of like you’re underwater, but it’s hot water.
More like thick steam.
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Photo: Part of the Yellowstone River as it winds its way through Hayden Valley.
Yesterday, a friend took me out to a conservation area I hadn’t visited before. It was a beautiful Spring day as we drove, and then hiked, deeper and deeper into the woodlands. We emerged from the Midwest Jungle upon a fifteen, or so, acre lake.
As we strolled about, I noticed this wildflower. It was in a small cluster of like flowers, but this small grouping was the only one of its kind along the shore.
I haven’t positively identified yet, but it looked pretty close to a flower called the Great WaterLeaf. And I thought, I like that name, even if it’s not this plant because I see so many wildflowers have been given a name with the first word being “Common.” Like Common Milkweed or Common Dandelion or Common Clover. And I don’t regard any part of Nature as being “Common.”
So whether or not this flower is the Great WaterLeaf, I find it to be “Great.”
Living the in the mundane is definitely a death sentence.
Photo: Hiking in the mountains in the borderlands.
I was out of breath as I reached the top of the bluff. But it was worth the hike. I now had a falcon’s-eye view out over the South Fork of the Snake River. Absolutely beautiful.
The sprawling flood plain to the East was fully plowed and planted. Potatoes, wheat, and alfalfa. And maybe a few specialty crops lay low in the distance. Broccoli, cauliflower, rhubarb, and cabbage. Casting different hues of green. Forest green to fern, to mantis, to dark pastel, to castelton.
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The wind picked up as I hit the fourth mile mark. The warm breeze wrapped around my face and lifted upward and to the East.
It had been a cool fifty degrees when I started my trek an hour and a half earlier, but once the sun crested thirty degrees above the horizon the temperature had been in a steady climb and was fueling the wind gusts that reminded you that the invisible vapor we breath is a powerful force. One not to misjudge. It is tornado season after all.
Continue reading The Star Beneath Our Feet
Well, I’ve slowed down a little on my writing. Time is a proportionate thing. Right now I’m in training. Training for my next adventure.
So as training time increases, time for everything decreases.
But since I’m out and about as part of my training, and since it’s Spring, it’s time for wildflowers and flowering trees. I guess I’ll stick with the Photo Journal until the right combination of forces conspires to persuade me to tell another story.
Photo: Chicory – an amazing plant. You can use its roots as a coffee substitute. And now for the close-up of the close-up . . . Hope you like the color Blue.