surely we must ride one

Once upon a time, folks from a splendid entity called GCF spent a weekend near Estes. Naturally, that meant that i slept 15 of the 19 hours between Saturday at 3:30pm and Sunday at 10:30am. Whoa.


i armwrestled this creature.


see how it ran to hide in shame.


This is Jonathan. He was very pleased with my armwrestling prowess.


This, our companion, was quite tired because Erik had just finished riding it across the mountains at very high speeds.


Jonathan is very happy, and would like to tell you how to find the deep power of the true you in seven easy steps.

i was late to class

one fine day toward the end of october, i awoke to find that the entire world had been buried under snow and that the entire world was continuing to be buried under snow.

therefore, i threw on more-or-less warm clothes, scraped off my car, and trudged off into the snow and the gale to hike up mount sanitas.

my feet became cold, i grew a stachecicle, i looked at the luminous colors of rocks, i fell down and got my lens all wet, i stood on top and looked at all of the nothing that was visible through the clouds, i made a hasty retreat, and i found my car intact below. a massive complex of branches had fallen from the tree above my car. the eight-to-ten inch diameter main log had missed my car by nine inches.

i was 30 minutes late to class that day.

































merry christmas, friends.

A place that is snowy and warm.

my desire to post pictures is directly proportional to how much i have been reading lately. i haven't been reading much lately.



While writing my prelim (a qualifying paper for my PhD program), i sometimes tried to work from my hammock. i found that that was a better way to get motion sickness than to get work done. These are the trees above my hammock.

Fossilized

Sometimes i take a lot of panoramas.

If you only look at one thing, look at the eleventh picture down.


Three photo panorama


Four photo panorama


Four photo panorama


Eight photo panorama



18 photo panorama


Three photo panorama


Six photo panorama


Four photo panorama


Five photo panorama


Three photo panorama


12 photo panorama


11 photo panorama


Three photo panorama


Three photo panorama


Seven photo panorama

Maybe we should not go back the way we came.

Snow is so good in early October.

Writing about grammatical relations in Turkana may not be as good as writing poetry, but i do a lot more of it these days.










i'm sad that i was too cold to move to a spot from which i could take a better picture.














Behold! There was a moose.