Last week was the last week on the desert for awhile, beginning Wednesday with a dinner for Fox and Frantz which included Bryan, the seldom-seen-son, who stayed on and helped immensely with some nagging and often toxic projects [not shown] until Saturday
[not Bryan]
when he took off down the desert, over Sand Pass, Donner and on to SF and the Inner Sunset.
Soon after he was gone we went the other way into Gerlach for the First Annual
Street Dance and All You Can Eat Buffet. Though by the time we arrived the Buffet was seriously impacted by earlier arrivals there were still Tri-Tips, corn, beans and salad plus, albeit margaritas an impossibility and even wine by the glass were a stretch for the barmaid,
we did see pretty much everyone we’d hoped to and got to talk, or shout, over the ministrations of South Bound Train’s live oldies with most of them. A fun and fitting last if not lost weekend
here on the high desert and home, to Aggie’s considerable relief, on empty roads in absolutely still and deserted twilight to vague breezes on the porch waiting for the house to cool.
The next day saw efforts to tidy up the trailer site [truck is partially hiding the Egregious Shed, which will have to be dealt with in October] as temps crept steadily into the nineties…
By Monday we were having smoke up the Smoke Creek from California’s first fires of what will most likely be Another Disastrous Season from which the house pond
offered welcome morning respite while reminders of earlier gnarlier times remain
[“desert landscape near east little Owyhee River, Oregon, 1976”, detail]
and here, ah here it’s all detritus…
as we row up our ducks for the ensuing exodus.
Second-to-last lunch, with dog;
second-to-last dusk, on a warm east-facing porch.
Los Burros.
Last morning, with dog;
afternoon in The Park
Vegetables
as the smoke creeps back,
blows through
ahead of a moon, fullish.
So much for that.
that bunny almost doesn’t look real, a “perfect” bunny?
You’re right…very like that flocked ‘bunny’ Naima took to the Black Rock and beyond to pose for photos in 1979.
But the one here [and countless others, hares as well] was genuine. Not to mention an abundance of reptiles and the usual amphibians…
Going to Colorado?
Went…some from there, or on the way, soon.
Toasty times in the summer at Wall. Nice bunny.
And why is said shed egregious? Illegal? Must be removed?
Not until October and now you’re almost to Colorado.
I await the road trip photos with anticipation.
happy trails.
Probably illegal but just ugly [the part hidden by the truck] so will be reconfigured when back…although that’s a project I’ve been putting off for years the removal of the trailer renders it much more conspicuous.
Loved the crowd scene at Gerlach….finally get to see what it looks like.
I like the UFO masquerading as a small peach-colored cloud. And I think that moon deserves to be called full. There MAY be a bit of flattening on one side but when I thought I’d found it it had disappeared. I have come to realize that the full moon still goes through changes as it moves across the sky. Maybe it heard you from way out there near the horizon and thought, “Fullish? I’ll show him.”