We finally made it all the way to Libre’s spring, noting workday improvements all along the way
and then, once down and lunched, I went through Gardner
and roadwork [finishing the painting at last!] to a round of errands in
Warm Walsenburg, picking up the paper to learn ICE will reopen the privatized prison across
from the transfer station, Aguilar is still broke, and real estate remains unrealistically optimistic.
Friday we witnessed the Death of an Antlion as it laid down on a rock to fold its wings, after
that
and lunch Linda took
off for the Springs for her hopefully connective flight to DIA, which despite some weather
issues did make it to Hailey, Idaho…all of which worked out so the next day it was just me,
the overcast and the dogs.
Professor Fleming was up early in Idaho
working all day to get “Magnetic Fields” installed in her new friend Tim’s new compound then
after an exquisite dinner in town was away before sunrise Sunday leaving him
to take the first photos as I and the dogs, ever enthralled by the latest offerings from
Beatie and Brian, took off down the meadow
to become temporarily stranded in the Yellow Zone
before finishing out the morning, after which Linda returned, exhausted but exuberant from her forty- seven hours away, for lunch, shortly after which sporadic gentle rains began to fall
whereas further west [cameras up!…temporarily, it turned out] in Gerlach it seemed a bit
windier…even moreso out on the playa as Another Epic Burn began….
Magnificent work, you two!
Gorgeous installation in Idaho. Big congrats to Linda. I’ll bet you are glad you aren’t anywhere near Gerlach right now! We flew over those thunderheads coming home from Mexico City – impressive clouds from above. Lots of love to you both (and the inkies), Deb
Monitoring it on the intermittent webcam it looks to be a sea of mud Wednesday morning. Another year where “The Playa Says NO”…
Thank you for the great blog. You have been quite busy! Congrats to Linda for a successful installation of “Magnetic Fields”, beautiful, and ominously dark for our current times.
Please explain “temporarily stranded in the yellow zone“. That was during a walk? I’m glad you did not meet the same fate as the Antlion.
You have lots of great photos of “Inkies in Paradise“ and I trust the temps in Libre are more appropriate than 110 F in Walsenburg for beasts with thick black coats.
Luckily, you have gentle rains there; much better than no rain (Pickett Fire) or the Playa’s torrential downpours.
Stay safe keep your distance from privatized prisons!
The Yellow Zone consists of steep washes and gullies on the east side of the knoll across from the house…we usually just climb up to the edge of them and look over but that day I followed an elk trail around the base and cut back into the Zone…it’s a wild and nearly impassable area, very interesting.
Things are going well…