I think I last blogged Day 5–6 of 100 paintings in 100 days. In theory we are now at Day 13. So in theory I have had 7 more days to work and I confess I have not. Sunday started with the best of intensions, but I didn’t finish anything. Monday was back to work day and I carried out affairs of my other business. Sometime this week DH interrupted me with a computer repair that sucked up a day & ½. Wednesday I did some bookkeeping and delivered it Thursday. This week I also dealt with getting my AC fixed-so painting, which I did do, was squeezed in 30-minute chunks of time waiting for this or that to happen. Another advantage of working small-you can actually *do* something with a 30-minute chunk of time.
Traditionally my friend Mayna, who retired after 20 years in the Marine Corps, and DH would join me on this 4th of July vacation break; we usually stay a week or more. Some friends and family have a dumpy trailer in Oak Creek canyon, with a lovely little deck hidden in the trees next to the creek-when I say dumpy I mean it an affectionate way. It is better than “literally” camping out as there is a gas grill, a gas stove, restroom facilities and even a shower. It also is stocked with things like sleeping bags, air mattresses, lights and lawn chairs. Basically you need to bring your entertainment, food, drink, clothing, and shower supplies. There’s a country store within walking distance-their prices are high, but you pay for the convenience of being able to get ice in the wilderness. Otherwise Sedona is a short drive away; it has all the usual accoutrements of a town.
I usually take a bunch of pictures, we build a dam to make a swimming hole, hike about and I really enjoy being in a place where there is no cell phone service what so ever.
So this year Mayna is sticking to home as she is out of work and trying to conserve funds. DH, I dunno-we did discuss coming up here-I cleared it with the friends and family, purchased supplies, the plan was coming together. Then he did the heel-dragging thing all day Friday rather than flat out saying he didn’t want to come. I ultimately decided I needed to get out of town, even if it was by myself, but owing to DH’s procrastination, I showed up here sometime after 9 PM, well after sunset.
Fortunately for me some of those friends were already up here; they fired up the electricity and water for the trailer so I didn’t have to find those things in the dark. I really appreciated them doing that; they are in a different trailer so they didn’t have to do that, but they did because they knew I would be coming. I also remembered to bring some precooked chow so when I finally did get situated I would have something easy to make and eat.
Last night I slept under the stars. When the moon rose some idiot bird started singing waking me up, but I drifted back to sleep until sunrise when a squirrel demolish a pine cone began throwing its orts at me. The umbrella is up now so that won’t happen anymore.
I did notice when I turned my laptop detected 4 wireless networks including an unsecured one. One I recognize as belonging to a person who lives up here year round. I bet if I asked nicely he’d let me use it. But I don’t want to. Mostly I do come up here to “unplug” but it is getting harder and harder to do. You probably can find an unsecure network on the top Machu Pichu these days. Anyway, I am ignoring those networks as if they do not exist-hey the signals are “low,” they might cut out on me in the middle of something.
Currently this blog is in a word document to be cut and pasted later.
I brought the computer up so I could work on a Special Enrollment Exam Class I am supposed to teach in August. I am responsible for updating a website full of material on all three parts and I teach the sections on depreciation and basis. So I turned the box on, dragged out the part one materials, and find I have absolutely no desire to do it. Instead, I spent a leisurely morning unwinding-made breakfast, drank tea and read half a book, The Tomb of Hercules, by Andy McDermott, which is exactly the delightful escapist trash it sounds like. Finally I am thinking of doing something constructive. I am here in all this reeking fresh air and stinking nature complete with the full complement of bugs and other wildfire so I guess I should get my creative juices flowing. Instead of working on the tax class website, I decided to blog. And now to paint-maybe.
A bit later. I wandered down to the creek, Blackberry and Lumix in hand. There is this one tree creekside which reminds me of a tree ent ala JRR Tolkien. Don’t know how I can turn that into a binary bird. But three other images did come to me-in the morning as the squirrel was throwing pine cone at me, I noted an abstract pattern in the branches of the trees overhead. It was almost black and white (and blurry because I was not wearing my glasses). The second image came to me as I watched a sucker swimming in a relatively still part of the creek. The third image came later as the shadows started crossing from the West leaving a shaft of light weaving through the thicket of trees to illuminate a single stone. When I finish them at least one will be posted here. I don’t know what the ultimate version of these images will be as they are barely drafted at the moment.
Enjoying the peace of the canyon, being unplugged, and having a moment to read for the joy of reading. I wish Mayna and DH were here to enjoy it with me. The weather is gorgeous.
Jake
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