in the arsehole of diogenes

NEO-HERACLITUS_____________Qweir Notions in the arsehole of Diogenes: weBlog of a septuagenarian Binge-thinker since February 2008.
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Wednesday, 15 March 2017

This is Colorado -



















but it looks strangely like the West of Scotland or Ireland !

(photo by Almina Kaselis)

1 comment:

bandit said...

yet it's average elevation above sea level is 2100 metres.

Once while walking along the edges of an old mining camp higher up, I'd been drawn to the sight of bare, branch-less pines posted at regular intervals along the steep escarpment. After a steep climb I found myself surrounded by their barren forms. The vision of their dominance on the hill, uniformly bald and straight as arrows, was peculiar enough. Not until I was among them did they begin to fall at random, yet without wind or weather that might disturb them.

It was dusk, and not a soul around in view or to hear. I had a premonition, more a sensation, really, but walked on, expecting a trunk to fall on me at any moment, so strong was this feeling. I never hurried though, because I felt no fear. Just an odd, out of place acceptance - out of place for the times, at least.