…and some thoughtful and thought provoking shows at the Nevada Museum of Art. But first up for the walk around the block, the Benicia breakfast in the yard and…
… a stop to let the dogs out at Eagle Lakes as we head over the hill of a Thursday, mid-March, before swooping in to Reno, where Bill Fox generously hosts us for lunch at the NMA’s excellent cafe before introducing us to a number of very good exhibitions on the floors above: “No Boundaries”, an important group of original aboriginal painters as well as Victoria Sambunaris’ American landscape photographs [not depicted] and Larry Mitchell’s ongoing “One Degree Centigrade” project documenting areas of imminent obliteration due to sea level rise with mappings, drawings, and, most eloquently, incredible – ultimately all too credible- paintings;
Before the dogs could melt in the parking lot we were on our way to Gerlach and beyond to Wall Spring for numerous days, including, but not limited to, typical early spring skies, celebrations in the nearly done repository and Brent Espil’s sheep spilling over the hill on last leg of their annual trek from Lovelock to the Buffalo Hills above his ranch ten miles down the road from us…
Signs of spring, the life inside, and a foray away for amazing ravioli at Planet X [also a graveyard of miniscule construction equipment; ravioli not shown] Saturday evening …
…more springtime views and another band of sheep, following rainbows, comes through; Dave viewing the viewshed as invaded by the new industrial park, more viewshed views, amelioration contemplated [a tamarisk haze, perhaps?]…
Finally, lithic scatter [typical], more life inside and Al Evans’ memorial watering device [for propitiation of the tamarisk haze we hope]…
Still here, in still air.
Except for rain and wind.
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I wish Spring would come to NYC. Sigh.
Thanks for another beautiful and inspiring update, please keep ’em comin’.
Comin’ I’ll be keepin’ ’em!
… do Brent Espil’s sheep spill over the hills of their own seasonal accord, or are the enticed to do so by some bipedal beast’s prodding on foot, horseback, ATV, or quadrotor drone?
Looked like two Great Pyranease up front and, at least in the second group, a Peruvian [the basques won’t come over for this any more] in a hoodie and a couple of border collies to the rear. Can’t say I like the Anglicization of “Pyrenees” much but that’s what google sez. And not a drone in sight…
And not a drone in sight…that never occurred to me. With drones getting cheaper and cheaper, I wonder how long it will be before they start using them to herd sheep (and cattle). And what is the story with the discarded truck collection?
the stillness really comes across in the photos…stillness and quiet of course I love the light