Hutch’s Pool Malard — Image by kenne
water flowing down
snow melting in the mountains
people and duck fun
— kenne
Archive for the ‘Push Ridge Wilderness’ Tag
Hutch’s Pool Malard 1 comment
Push Ridge Wilderness — Black & White Photograph 2 comments
Black & White Image by kenne
Summer monsoon sky
Cast shadows over Push Ridge
Mountain wilderness.
— kenne
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Rain Only In The Mountains, Not In The Valley 8 comments
Push Ridge Wilderness
Sunset In The Rain — Images by kenne
Rain in the Mountains
by Henry Lawson
The Valley’s full of misty cloud,
Its tinted beauty drowning,
The Eucalypti roar aloud,
The mountain fronts are frowning.
The mist is hanging like a pall
From many granite ledges,
And many a little waterfall
Starts o’er the valley’s edges.
The sky is of a leaden grey,
Save where the north is surly,
The driven daylight speeds away,
And night comes o’er us early.
But, love, the rain will pass full soon,
Far sooner than my sorrow,
And in a golden afternoon
The sun may set to-morrow.
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Cowgirls Along The Arizona Trail 2 comments
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COWGIRL WAY
Cowgirls are special and work hard every day
They feed their own horses, and stack their own hay
They know who they are, and where they are from
Their family comes first, but when the chores are all done
We get in the saddle in rain or in shine
It’s not the destination, but the thrill of the ride!
On horseback all our problems just slip away
Just workin’ and playin’ the cowgirl way.
— Kathleen West
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The following is from Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
“Sissy: You really don’t believe in political solutions do you?The Chink: I believe in political solutions to political problems. But man’s primary problems aren’t political; they’re philosophical. Until humans can solve their philosophical problems, they’re condemned to solve their political problems over and over and over again. It’s a cruel, repetitious bore.
Sissy: Well, then, what are the philosophical solutions?
The Chink: Ha ha ho ho and hee hee. That’s for you to find out. I’ll say this much and no more: there’s got to be poetry. And magic. At every level. If civilization is ever going to be anything but a grandiose pratfall, anything more than a can of deodorizer in the shithouse of existence, then statesmen are going to have to concern themselves with magic and poetry. Bankers are going to have to concern themselves with magic and poetry. Time magazine is going to have to write about magic and poetry. Factory workers and housewives are going to have to get their lives entangled in magic and poetry.
Sissy: Do you think such a thing can ever happen?
The Chink: If you understood poetry and magic, you’d know that it doesn’t matter.”
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