As if we don't already have enough going on!
(Hmm, I sense messages from the ether. Um...stop screwing with the environment. People, get educated. Pay attention to our (dwindling?) resources. Live more wisely and with less waste. Etc. Etc. Etc. Sigh. Yet it seems to be in our nature to deny, deny, deny--until we can no longer deny because it's all blown up in our faces. Sound about right?) ;)
My body notices the smoke here too. My nose and throat mostly, which have been more irritated than usual. And my eyes, which have been demanding eye drops almost daily.
Yet we still have plenty of people visiting our little corner of the Earth. Smoke or no, high gas prices or no, faltering economy or no. Which of course is good from a business standpoint, and certainly helps my pocketbook.
Although on the 1/2-day ride I took out yesterday with the boss, up to Blind Lake on Boulder Mountain (must put some pics up here, it is SO gorgeous there. Always been one of my favorite lakes), we got stiffed on the tip. And, interestingly enough, we both chalked it up to the fact that the family was Mormon. Now, that may be unfair of us. Yet it is also within the realm of each of our experiences, so I see a connection.
Life. Neverendingly interesting and unexpected. Who knows what shall happen today! Hopefully for me, a nap is in the works this afternoon...supposed to be 95 here today. Icky. Icky. Icky. And not conducive for being outside!
Hmm, but very conducive for writing in the coolness of one's lovely basement apartment....
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Fires, speaking of.....
One of our favorite Mt. Baldy hikes is with Richard up to Bear Flats.
There is a river that flows through the manzanita and cedars, and on the other side is a meadow filled with wildflowers, California poppies, lupine, yucca...Beautiful to see and smell, and when noone is looking, to run through as well.
The day we left for our Backcountry Outfitter vacation, Mt. Baldy was on fire. Richard did not know about this fire until we returned home. If he knew, we would have turned around immediately. We never knew how close the fire got to his home, his village.
From Richards cabin we could see Baldy's singed landscapes.
We took our favorite trail up to Bear Flats last Saturday and sat by the river. We looked out at what was once a beautiful landscape, but is now burnt trees and bare earth. Amazingly, through the ash and soot you can see green shoots pushing their way up towards the sun.
Nature is amazing in how it rebuilds itself. Richard took the opportunity to look through areas where he wasn't able to get to before and looked for hidden treasures...No amazing Indian artifacts to be found, just remnants of the old gold miners dinner cans. That in itself is kind of cool.
Did you ever have that beautiful arrowhead put on a necklace? That is most certainly a treasure!
C
No necklace for that arrowhead yet...it's currently sitting on my altar, waiting for me to decide what to do with it. Thanks for reminding me, actually! Been so busy, everything slips my mind lately.
Fire, fire everywhere. I know it's natural, it's nature's way of controlling growth, and it's still scary when it comes close to our homes and to the places dear to us. (Even when my cynical side says, Sure, but people should not overbuild in some areas and then not allow fires to burn for two generations! The result is the currently huge fire season in CA.)
Say hello to Mt. Baldy from me the next time you're there. I spent many a childhood weekend there with my grandparents. Loved it... And I know it will all grow back quickly. You're right, nature is resilient and determined in the regenerative process. I suppose we are too.
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