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Summertime is supposed to be leisurely, laid back, casual, even
lazy. But somehow, this summer is shaping up to be the busiest time I've had in
a while. First, I have several longish projects brewing: several Resonance tasks, some professional writing (some of it based on this blog), planning a trip to Ireland. Then, there was the
unexpected trip across the country for a funeral. What with the usual fare of life-maintenance tasks, editing work, walks, time with friends, a bit of community work, and assorted educational and cultural outings, it's all added up to a hyper-busy, barely-keeping-up sort of a period. But I
haven’t documented much of that here, so I thought I'd just put together a
photo blog of assorted sights and adventures to keep this space alive until I
resume my usual wordy ways.
First, a couple of post-flood scenes. Remnants of flood damage are visible everywhere along creeks and in low-lying fields. The magnitude of the damage is too great to show in well in simple photographs, but these give a hint of what the flood did to local waterways.
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| A bridge torn from its moorings by the flood |
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| Spring clean-up in Boulder creek |
And then, for a total change of mood, lots of beautiful sights, captured mostly on walks. Wildflowers, fields, a couple of creatures, and the now-lonely fork in the tree where Winnie the Pooh spent the winter (click here for earlier pictures of Winnie's perch high in a cottonwood).
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| I know ... but he can't help it if we think he's creepy |
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| Winnie's perch (click here to see it occupied) |
And finally, (scant) evidence that I actually have done something intellectually uplifting: mediocre photos taken at talks by Masha
Gessen, a Russian LGBTQ activist who recently visited Boulder, and another
dignitary who likely needs no introduction (I think she was laughing at one of my jokes when I snapped this).
... and at the Diversity Day assembly at Manhattan Middle school, where kids dressed in self-made costumes that made sounds as they danced.
Then, there was the return visit to the museum of nature and
science—part two of my stroll with a friend through the Maya exhibit. The Maya (much like our culture) were preoccupied with beauty. Children were placed in special frames so that their foreheads would develop the preferred slanted shape. Adults had holes drilled in the enamel of their teeth so that jewels could be inserted—an early form of mouth jewelry. How fun must this have been, pre-Novocaine?
So that's what I've been doing instead of
writing blogs. At least I have a photographic record of some of my adventures
... although with Photoshop, who can be sure?
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Bohan, 2010-2014. Use of this content is welcome with attribution and a link to
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