Through my eyes

Saturday, October 24, 2009

ASPEN - along the June lake loop

BOATS - along the Silver lake shore

ASPEN - Silver lake

GROVE - Near Silver lake

LEAVES - Silver lake

ASPEN TREES - Silver lake

BOATS - Silver lake

BUSH - Blowing in the wind

CAMPGROUND - Silver lake

VIEW - Silver lake

CAMP FIRE - late night at Silver lake

MONUMENT - The poor farm near Bodie

GRANT LAKE - June lake loop

ASPEN GROVE - Near Lee Vining

JUNE LAKE


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CAMO - Look Ma, still no socks!
SILVER LAKE - View of Carson peak

REFLECTION - Fishing on Silver lake

COLORS - Aspen groves at Silver lake

SILVER LAKE - A view of the mountain, my place to hike and take a deep breath

SILVER LAKE - Reflective calm waters

THE BOAT HOUSE - Silver lake

BUSH - June lake

TROUT POND - Ducks at Silver lake

VIEW - Through the trees at Silver lake

TROUT POND - Silver lake

WILLOW - Early morning steam on Silver lake

MONO LAKE - Desolate

SIGNS - At Mono lake

COLOR - Mono lake

OUR BELOVED FIRE FIGHTERS - In memory ( we LOVE our fire fighters)

RESPECT - A Mendocino firefighter pays his respect to fallen comrades
Below Coleville Highway 395

MINDEN NEVADA - Sign on an old brick building

MONO lake - Interesting colors in this rock

GRANT LAKE - A look back while driving away

MONUMENT OF THE POOR FARM - Highway 395

POOR FARM - The view, I wouldn't mind being at the Poor farm as long as it still had this view!

LAKE TAHOE - Drive by photography, above Sand harbor

LAKE TAHOE - Below Sand harbor

LAKE TAHOE - Below Sand harbor

PUMPKIN PEOPLE - Gardenerville Nevada Pumpkin patch


THE BARN - Sierraville

DEEP BLUE - Eastern Sierra skies

HIGHWAY 395 - Sheep herders

HIGHWAY 395 - Bridgeport cattle ranch

HIGHWAY 395 - Cattle

LIME SADDLE - Almost home

LIME SADDLE - Closer to home

LIME SADDLE - A few more miles up to the pines

SUNSET - Home safe, this is what was left of the long Sierra journey


60 years of family history here and a place where my family has camped, hiked, fished, kayaked, rode horses and basked under the high sierra sun... in this place, a very special place where after a broken heart at 18, I jumped on a bus and rode off into the sunrise... renewing my love for the eastern Sierra's to find work at a lodge in the June lake loop.

This is where my heart opened up and my soul put it's mark on every single Aspen, rock and lake... I go to this place to reflect upon my life, the journey's that I've made and realizing who I've become and where I'm headed.

Pictures simply cannot capture the feeling one experiences when panning the majestic waterfall, the mountains and the lakes that truly are the Sierra's. The trip always begins with an overnight stop in Lake Tahoe, another place where in my youth, I've made my mark.

The drive down 395 has always been an enjoyable ride, a ride that I can never be sick of. Last year it was 9 degrees and snowing when we arrived to the loop, This year was 71 degrees and sunny, fishing was poor but I didn't care, I was there merely to surrender my burdens and enjoy the color that was bursting with pure bliss.

The Aspen once again, was performing their last dance and I stood there in awe.

The month from you know where

Thursday, October 15, 2009


Yeah, I just figured out how to run the printer... ugh


Oh yeah, Thanks Ty... I remember now


Embarrassment


Made peace with the Mac


Oh... I can't believe I just messed it up again!


I'm ready to pull my hair out!!!


New Sun blossoms


Just listed today ~homegrown glass, cast floral bouquet on rigid heavy gauged silver wire, strung onto soft brown deerskin leather.


The new "Tapestry ring, more to come and a belt buckle to match



The new computer has proven me to be an absolute idiot, not knowing how to install a program is enough to drive anyone nuts! It's pretty sad when I thought that I knew it all then to have your kid laugh, tell you to get out of the way and then show you up! My son and I had a blast trying to figure it out... or should I say HE had a blast watching me mess everything up. It all worked out, a lot of crazy laughs, frustration (on my part), embarrassment and surrender.

Whew!

Tomorrow we head up to the Sierra's on an annual fishing trip, the trip where I sit in a tin boat and hope to catch the big one while shivering so hard I've burned a thousand calories by breakfast and wondering if I'll ever lose my summer blood (still have the flip flops out).

In all honesty, I'm truly there for the pictures and with high hopes I'll capture something new, something soul filled and true. I've been holding onto some pretty heavy things lately, it's time to let it loose and see what happens.

There's still a lot of silver pieces left from the show that I'm battling to list. I'll attempt listing them next week. A lot of smaller rings, perfect for a youth. I've got new pieces for the holiday season and will list early November.

Off to find that parka, beanie and the smart wool from my dearest North wood's friends, Thank you Kathleen, Sherry and Joy! Also my new "Mitties" from Marie, my Alaska friend ;o) You're all so wonderful to think of me while on my journey as well as working in the cold, I appreciate every single conversation, laugh and precious gifts from all of you.

Hope to share my weekend next week, until then!





Half way there -Packing soon!

Friday, October 2, 2009







In the midst of the late summer craziness, I survived and am finally back on track. The crazy orders, abundance of requests, creating, building, not sleeping, traveling and a crashed computer. I can honestly say that I'm happy September is over. I'll truly miss the warm sun, the long bright days , family swimming parties, barbecues, my garden and the sounds of the lawn mower. Put the flip flops up... It's time to put boots back on and bring out the flannel and wool.


The kick off to October started with a new Mac and a shop that's half way done. Now the fun begins! I anxiously await the siding, electrical and insulation, I can start creatively decorating.
Soon the creek will be full, the sounds of rushing water and the sweet songs flowing from my little creekhouse.