Caveat: Tree #139

This is a sad-looking pine tree about two-thirds of the way up the slope toward the treehouse location. It’s the only actual pine tree I’ve run across on Arthur’s two lots – there are quite a few of them out east along the road where the muskeg is (the flat stretch near the bridges), but not so many here along the hillside. This pine tree looks like someone attempted to decapitate it at some point, but it’s decided to stay in the game for now.

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[daily log: walking, 1km; ditchdigging, 1m]

Caveat: Tree #138

I scrubbed barnacles in the morning.

I dug ditches in the afternoon.

No walking took place.

So, here is a tree from the archives: on the grounds of the Korean Shamanism Museum, July, 2017.

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[daily log: walking, 1.5km]

Caveat: Tree #137

Arthur and I went out in the boat today. Still fishless, though.

The tide was very low in the morning. I took this picture of a tree reflected in the water with a fat starfish under the water in the shade of the dock.

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Here is the low tide – you could actually step from the beach to the dock.

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Here is a sea otter I saw.

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[daily log: walking, 1.5km]

Caveat: Tree #134

We went into town to do shopping today. So here is a tree from the archives.

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This tree in spring bloom is in front of the building where the Karma Academy was, in its last location in Goyang City, South Korea, where I worked from 2011-2018.

[daily log: walking, 1km]

Caveat: Tree #133

I drove to Hollis this morning, to drop Arthur at the ferry for a day trip into Ketchikan, because he is supposed to get MRI and CT scans. I told him to watch out for those high-energy photons.

I stopped by the road on the way back to Craig, and took this picture of a tree (or rather, it’s the snag that’s so prominent, here).

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I also made this unexpected anachronism sighting by the road near Hollis.

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I drove back to Craig, hung out at home (I didn’t get called to substitute, today), then drove back to Hollis in the evening to get Arthur back off the ferry.

[daily log: walking, 1km; driving, 130km]

Caveat: Tree #131

Arthur and I went out fishing this morning, fishlessly, and when we got back well after lunch, I was feeling rather “under the weather.”

I have almost never experienced anything like seasickness in my life, but the seas were somewhat heavy as we reentered Port Saint Nicholas, and I think that there is a kind of exhaustingness in riding the boat up and down across the water. I was driving, too, which requires some degree of intense focus.

So I took no walk in the afternoon, and I took no picture of any tree.

Here is a tree from my archives. I saw this tree ten years ago this month, during a visit to 장수 (Jangsu), the village in South Korea’s Jeollabuk province that is my friend Curt’s hometown.

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If I recall correctly, that Buddhist temple is the one that Curt’s father was a deacon for (or whatever is the Buddhist equivalent of a deacon – in any event, a lay administrator).

[daily log: walking, 1km]

Caveat: Tree #130

The one hundred and thirtieth tree is too tall for the camera’s frame. And somewhat canted at a strange angle, seeking solace in the sea at the bottom of the slope.

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[daily log: walking, 3.5km]

Caveat: Chowder Tradition

Since coming back from Australia I’ve developed a little mini-tradition of making Chilean style chupe de pescado (spicy fish chowder) every Sunday. I use the less perfect pieces of frozen salmon Arthur has. Partly, it’s one of the few dishes that I cook well that he seems to consider “acceptable.”

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I love to make curries, but Arthur doesn’t like those, and he considers mole poblano to be a sacrilege against chocolate. I haven’t tried making borshch, but when I described it to him he was not at all impressed by the concept. I made fried rice once, but he didn’t seem to like it much either. So these things I’d have to make on my own without hope of patronage. That, of course, lowers the incentive to make them.

Caveat: Tree #129

Here is a tree from the archives. I took this picture of a tree at the back entrance (parking garage entrance) of the Urimbobo apartment building, where I lived for 7 out of the 11 years I lived in Korea. So I knew the tree well, and no doubt walked past it hundreds if not thousands of times – I would pass it anytime I left my apartment building to go anywhere except to work, as all the shopping and the closest subway station were out the back entrance.

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At the time I took the picture, I was noticing the Buddhist icon (the swastika) on the advertising – realizing I had a Buddhist fortune-teller in my building with me.

I didn’t take a picture of a tree today because I was working on my well-head-shed-thingy, and got really tired out doing that.

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[daily log: digging, a lot]

Caveat: Tree #128

Arthur and I went out in the boat, past Baker Island. That’s farther than I’ve ever gone with Arthur in his boat before. I think he was hoping to find some early Coho Salmon. But no fish.

I saw this tree, on an island.

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At Siketi Sound, if you look southwest, you see the open ocean. There were broad, slow, large swells rolling in from the sea.

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[daily log: walking, 1.5km]

Caveat: Tree #126

Here is a tree from the archives.

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I didn’t walk or take pictures of trees because I was digging a hole.

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The hole will accommodate a pipe off the new well-head, when the well-drilling guys return to put in the pump.

The hole is difficult to dig because there are quite large rocks embedded in the gravel, which Richard put those rocks there when he was building the driveway / parking pad, where the new well is located.

[daily log: digging rocks, 1m down]

Caveat: Tree #125

Here is a tree.

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Here is an eagle, down by the dock, supervising Arthur’s boat.

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I tried to get closer, for a better picture, but the eagle flew away.

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[daily log: walking, 3.5km]

Caveat: Tree #124

This tree is down at the northwest corner of lot 73. In fact I was standing on the stake to take this picture.

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Here is the pond at the Rockpit City Park, turning green for spring.

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[daily log: walking, 3km]