This tree provided emotional support during my morning commute. It was raining as I drove into town on the “expressway”, but then suddenly some sun came out behind me and illuminated all the greenery.
Category: My Photos
Caveat: Tree #1585 “Sleeping pallets”
This tree lurked with others of its kind, while a feral shipping pallet lumbered on the forest floor.
Caveat: Tree #1584 “Mistiness”
Caveat: Tree #1583 “Near the sea”
This tree was seen off the balcony of my treehouse, among others, near the sea.
Caveat: Tree #1582 “A troller trolling”
Caveat: Tree #1581 “Approaching sunset”
This tree was next to a small greenhouse just before sunset.
Caveat: Tree #1580 “Coniferous density”
This tree was in a forest. I saw it just past the 10 mile hill, along our road, where the dog was walked.
Caveat: Tree #1579 “Supervising the fish in the sea”
This tree stood by while an eagle supervised the fish in the sea.
Caveat: Tree #1578 “전라남 영광군”
This tree is a guest tree from my past. I took this picture from the window of my bus on my morning commute in Yeonggwang County, South Korea, in November, 2010. 이 사진은 2010년 11월 전라남 영광군에서 촬영했습니다.
Caveat: Tree #1577 “Vehicular repositioning”
This tree was there when I moved the GDC (the old RV) up to the parking spot by the greenhouse – preliminary to a project to wash it next weekend. I wanted it close to the water spigot. The day was sunny but rather chilly and windy.
Caveat: Tree #1576 “Awaiting some sun”
This tree is hoping for a bit of sun in through the window. There is a maple tree and two bay laurels, which I got a few months ago via the internet. I don’t want to subject these baby trees to the unending damp of an outdoor life in Southeast Alaska just yet – I have noticed that exotic saplings seem have a hard time with that aspect of the local climate, moreso than issues with the lower temperatures or lack of direct sun. Too many of my saplings have died of “too much moisture” – mostly due to concomitant mold / fungus, I suspect.
Caveat: Tree #1575 “A challenge”
This tree confronted overcast skies.
My mental association with me yelling is that I’m angry. Or terrified of something. Of course, this makes sense. I’m not a person to raise his voice without good reason.
The “emotional” problem I have in dealing with Arthur is that – in the context of his increasing deafness – the only way to get through to him in answer to whatever banal, day-to-day questions he asks of me (and always without his hearing aids, because he “forgets” to put in his hearing aids, of course), is to yell: much louder than my accustomed tone of voice. And the mental trick my mind plays, that I can’t seem to overcome, is that by yelling, I become angry – whether or not I really am. And I just can’t seem to bypass this gut-level, emotional reaction.
Arthur asks me “What’s for dinner?”
I answer, in a regular tone, “I thought we’d have a salad.”
Louder, I repeat, “I thought we’d have a salad.”
Louder still, I yell, “No. A salad!” Now I’m angry. My gut is churning.
Meanwhile, “Oh, a salad. I thought you said palace. I was very confused. Why would we have a palace for dinner?”
“Just a @#$% salad!”
Repeat, on different banal topics, 10-20 times a day.
Caveat: Tree #1574 “Up into obscurity”
This tree saw the ridgeline above the house obscured by fog.
Caveat: Tree #1573 “Still some snow up high”
This tree was beside a dusty road, while patches of snow persisted on the mountain.
Caveat: Tree #1572 “The witness”
This tree was upstaged by a deer that was calmly supervising traffic. The deer is a bit hard to make out – it’s a little bit left of center.
Caveat: Tree #1571 “A boat near the beach”
Caveat: Poem #2477 “Don’t forget me”
Caveat: Tree #1570 “Slow motion”
This tree guarded the base of the stairs down from my treehouse.
Earlier, I saw a snail crossing the road.
I didn’t ask why.
Caveat: Tree #1569 “Not far from home”
This tree was along a winding road; I was out for a morning walk with the dog, a quarter mile from our house.
I finally got around to installing a door on my little shed/greenhouse thingy. I really need to get this shed done so I can use it, so I can begin work on my treehouse again.
Caveat: Poem #2475 “Out in the mist”
Caveat: Tree #1568 “By the pond at 8.5 mile”
Caveat: Tree #1567 “The rain came”
Caveat: Tree #1566 “Skyward”
Caveat: Tree #1565 “An outing for fuel”
This tree bore witness to my journey to the metropolis of Klawock, where I purchased fuel. We no longer have a gas station in Craig, so fuel purchases require a 7 mile trip to the next town up the road. You can see there’s still a lot of snow on the mountains to the east.
Caveat: Tree #1564 “Rock-catcher”
This tree (which has been decapitated) has caught a rock. It’s a bit hard to see how it fits in, but there is a fairly large rock wedged between two of the cut-off, upthrust branches. I’m wondering how it got there – it’s a few feet off the ground.