Photographs and random musings from an artist living in the California mountains
Thursday, January 1, 2015
A Snowy New Year
It started snowing the evening of December 30 and snowed all night long. Only a few inches were predicted, so I guess that's why no chain control stations were set up (these are where cars that don't have snow tires and/or four wheel drive are told to put on chains or turn around and go home). What a mess! The snow that landed on the warm pavement of the roads melted at first, then formed a solid sheet of ice. Then the tiny, dry flakes of "powder" snow that the mountains of the West are famous for fell. Not a lot; only about eight inches here. But, trying to drive in these conditions without a four wheel drive with chains on all four tires is like trying to walk over a glass floor that's covered with marbles without falling. Lots of people were stranded in their cars and there were quite a few minor accidents. Thankfully, everyone was rescued and no one was hurt.
By the next day, chain controls were in place and even more people, hearing about the fresh powder, came up to our ski resorts. Good news for the ski resorts and all the merchants!
I spent a quiet day today curled up by the fire drinking tea, cuddling cats, noshing on too many leftover goodies from last night and reading...after I watched the Rose Parade, of course! A New Year's day without the parade would be unthinkable to most Californians.
And some other Wildings, big and little, who kindly share their forest with me:
"To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." Ralph Waldo Emerson
A Young Steller's Jay
Common to high altitude forests all over the west
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Our task must be to free ourselves...by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty. ~~ Albert Einstein
June Is Adopt a Cat Month
But, there are always strays who need a loving home - so don't shop, ADOPT! Click the photo for helpful tips on adopting.
If they breathe, they live. If they live, they feel. If they feel, they love. If they love, they are aware. If they are aware, they have a soul. ~ Williams
I love cats because I enjoy my home and, little by little, they become its visible soul ~ Jean Cocteau (That's Malcolm O'Mewy on the chair)
Feed the Hungry
I think we are bound to, and by, Nature. We may want to deny this connection and try to believe we control the external world, but every time there's a snowstorm or drought we know our fate is tied to the world around us. ~~ Alice Hoffman
What I'm Reading Now:
Give a Child a Book
Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors and the most patient of teachers.
Charles W. Eliot
A person who collects or is fond of books. Also, a person who immediately feels safe, happy, even euphoric, when holding a favorite book.
Care for a cuppa?
Where there is tea there is hope - Pinero
Boulder Bay, Big Bear Lake
Click to visit Big Bear
Lake Gregory, Crestline
Click to visit Crestline
Click to visit Lake Arrowhead
A Favorite Quote
"I don't want life to imitate art; I want life to BE art." Carrie Fisher
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. ~ John Muir, from "The California Mountains"
I'm three-quarters Native American (Oglala Sioux and Cherokee), and one-quarter Northern Italian. I live in a little cottage with my furry "children" in a beautiful mountain forest where we enjoy daily visits from the little wild creatures. I love animals (you probably guessed), books, photography, tall trees, clear lakes, rain, snow, tea, the moon, and creating all kinds of art.