Saturday, August 23, 2008

Thompson peak or Bust, (or both)





Sunday, August 17, 2008

Earthquake last night

So I experienced my biggest earthquake last night. It was only a 4.6 but big enough to stir a little excitement. It shook the house for about 4 seconds with one quick blast than long, swaying rumbles. The epicenter was about 22 miles north west of here along the mad river fault zone.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Monday, August 11, 2008

Good friends, good times

Joanna and Andy came through Arcata biking from Vancouver towards San Francisco and stayed a couple nights at the paradise shack. They are both teachers in the heart of New York city teaching sixth and first graders the meaning of life. It was great to hear their great stories and reminisce about spending many continuous days on a saddle. They were great company and can't wait to visit them in the big apple.


Tuesday, August 5, 2008

One of those days

So here I am preoccupied with who knows what. It's late and I've what seems like a pile as high as sarah cynthia sylvia stout's garbage pile of things to get done. Where's the motivation? I've recently caught wind of this Pandora radio station genome project. Everything seems to be connected some how and now they can genetically connect musical notes. My motivation seems to be my Mars Volta channel, which to my delight and surprise occasionaly blasts out some gems like "More or Less" by none other than Small Brown Bike.

It takes more to give than to demand.
I understand. No more demand.
Let's let the waves wash these prints from the sand.
Respect is key.

The Way


When people see some things as beautiful,
other things become ugly.
When people see some things as good,
other things become bad.

Being and non-being create each other.
Difficult and easy support each other.
Long and short define each other.
High and low depend on each other.
Before and after follow each other.

Therefore the Master
acts without doing anything
and teaches without saying anything.
Things arise and she lets them come;
things disappear and she lets them go.
She has but doesn't possess,
acts but doesn't expect.
When her work is done, she forgets it.
That is why it lasts forever.

Sunday, August 3, 2008

Friday, August 1, 2008

Poppies

A few shots of the poppies growing out in front of the house.