How time flies...
Apr. 13th, 2002 08:43 pm
I find it difficult to believe that it's been nearly a year since I've been up to Williams Lake. Where has the time gone? The above view was shot from the south end of the lake, near where it feeds Williams Creek. The image was "stitched" together out of 5 individual shots and then reduced to fit in my LJ (the full-sized final image is something like 3500 pixels wide).
But I'm getting ahead of myself. After closing the store today, Drew went off to camp overnight with some friends, and Lee and I went off to Williams Lake. Galina had been at the house all day and didn't feel like going anywhere (the issue was moot, as Sasha was having - and continues to have - a bad day, and she was watching out for the animal).
At any rate, Lee and I stopped at home long enough to drop off our stuff and, basically, wash our hands. I managed to snag the Kodak DC120 and pass my eyeballs over a mushroom book, in case we happened to run across the elusive morel mushroom. I have yet to see one in the wild, but that's to be expected, as I really don't know where to look or what time of year. My gut tells me I'm probably looking in the right places, but that it is too early, still. Natalie also spent some time with Sasha, but there is so little that can be done.

I'm not much for naming photographs, but if I had to name this one, it'd be The Last of the Snow. This is near a pretty good patch of chanterelle mushrooms (but I'm only 4 months too early), on a slope that gets very little sunlight. I figured if there were any fungi growing anywhere, it'd be here. No joy, I'm afraid, though Lee did find a couple very old, very disintegrated, woody looking dark brown mushrooms in the grass near some fallen trees.

We crossed the bridge over the spillway and I went up the grade a bit, staying in the woods. There are many rocks here, and I was looking for one that might be big enough to come back and lie down on at some time during the summer. At one point in my search, I looked up and saw a sharp contrast between aspens seemingly throwing their arms up to the sky in supplication, and the dark trees I stood among, forming a dark frame to the white supplicants.
I need to get out more.
Cheers...
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Date: 2002-04-13 08:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-04-13 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2002-04-15 06:29 am (UTC)Realizing that I've only gone there twice since returning to Pagosa makes me think.
Cheers...
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Date: 2002-04-15 06:30 am (UTC)Cheers...