BON IVER “Holocene” from nabil elderkin on Vimeo.
Bon Iver ~ Holocene
BON IVER “Holocene” from nabil elderkin on Vimeo.
Christmas in August
It’s Winter in the Southern Hemisphere. It hasn’t snowed in Wellington, New Zealand, for 30 years. The average age of a New Zeallander is 26. So that was before most of the current population was alive.
It did today, just a few hours ago.
Someone caught it on film rather nicely.
Words define our world, and how we see it. And if we see it.
Recent research is showing that, in some areas of thought, when we don’t have a word for something it becomes invisible to us. So what is clear to people of one culture, who have a word for a thing, is obscure or nonexistent to another that does not. If a tree falls in the woods, and we don’t have a word for it . . . ? How about how you feel today emotionally? How much does that alter what you see? Turns out, a lot.
Short article here:
http://www.petapixel.com/2011/08/12/do-people-always-see-the-same-things-when…
(sorry, looks like the video has been removed. 11/11/11)
Via Metafilter
After Rain, Treefrogs
Gray Treefrogs are nearly invisible, but you find them everywhere. They look like lichen-covered tree bark, and during the day hide silent as stones under tools in the yard, upturned buckets, the siding on the house, etc..
If you pick one up, and open your hand to look, it will leap onto the nearest treelike object, which is usually your wife or daughter, or perhaps the gentleman at the door endeavoring to interest you in the salvation of your soul. Indeed, they do. They cling with a wet thwack, like a soggy noodle, to roughly the same place you’d stick a lapel pin, or boutonnière.
At night, after a summer storm, they get out of hand in other ways, in which they make the loud noises, instead of their startled landing sites.
Sky Light
The show before the show.
Wolftrap Lighthouse
Off the tip of Windmill Point and Stingray Point in the Chesapeake Bay, at the mouth of the Rappahannock River, is Wolftrap Lighthouse. It’s a well-known landmark, or rather seamark, for watermen and boaters in the area. I’ve passed it many times, myself. It was decommissioned and auctioned off by the Coast Guard back in the ’70’s, and moved into private hands. It’s up for sale again. For $288,000 you get the lighthouse and a piece of marshland on shore a mile away where you can launch a boat to get to it.
Now this is my idea of a dream home.
Painting – Rolling and Tipping
Aeon in her new blue dress
Had a very, very successful weekend. Not without its bumps and mistakes, but it all ended well, and results exceeded expectations. In fact, T no longer mourns the obliteration of all that gorgeous wood, which is really saying something. Those fairing problems I was worried about? Miraculously, it seems, they’re now silent as the grave, all forgotten like dirt in a hole.