Terra.

July 31, 2012 § Leave a comment

“If you free yourself from the conventional reaction to a quantity like a million years, you free yourself a bit from the boundaries of human time. And then in a way you do not live at all, but in another way you live forever.”  – John McPhee

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Nevada Basin and Range

http://highway8a.blogspot.com/2010_11_01_archive.html

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“The world isn’t just the way it is. It is how we understand it, no? And in understanding something, we bring something to it, no?
Doesn’t that make life a story?”  – Yann Martel

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Great Basin Nevada

http://middleearthminerals.com/html/other%20pages/Geology/Interstate80.htm

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“If you cannot find peace within yourself, you will never find it anywhere else.”  – Marvin Gaye

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Southwest US Topo Map

http://www.cliffshade.com/colorado/

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“Listen closely… the eternal hush of silence goes on and on throughout all this, and has been going on, and will go on and on. This is because the world is nothing but a dream and is just thought of and the everlasting eternity pays no attention to it.”  – Jack Kerouac

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Eastern Nevada

http://middleearthminerals.com/html/other%20pages/Geology/Interstate80.htm

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“A complete stranger has the capacity to alter the life of another irrevocably. This domino effect has the capacity to change the course of an entire world. That is what life is; a chain reaction of individuals colliding with others and influencing their lives without realizing it. A decision that seems miniscule to you, may be monumental to the fate of the world.”  – J.D. Stroube

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Roberts Mountains Central Nevada

http://geology.cnsm.ad.csulb.edu/research/robertmountainsallochthon.shtml

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“I smiled back and I thought how incredible that was, that they would find the time to smile. There was goodness in the world still, even if you couldn’t always see it.”  – Jenny Valentine

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Nevada Red Rock Canyon

mpingtourist.com/camping-spots/nevadas-red-rock-canyon-national-conservation-area/

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“We sat in the car
& the night dropped
down until the
only sounds were
the crickets &
the dance of our voices

& for a moment
the world became
small enough to
roll back & forth
between us.”  – Brian Andreas

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Breathe.

July 30, 2012 § Leave a comment

“Against the burnt stone and wind-rippled sand dunes, the oxblood-red walls of the Entrada Formation with their Tyrian purple shadows, turquoise is a jolt.  It is irrefutable proof of the heart to beauty.  The intensely articulated blue seems, like desert light itself, beyond all wealth, even when you know that to breathe light, the sweetest scent, the finest taste, is simply enough.” – Ellen Meloy

 

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Colorado River

http://www.wildernessinquiry.org/destinations/index.php?dest=grandcanyon

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“From simple bits of rock arise metaphor, mystical properties and marvelous virtues – or the sheer pleasure of ornament.  Sometimes the reason for ornament falls away to memory, belief is honed to a simpler faith…” – Ellen Meloy

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Cross-bedding in sandstone Colorado Plateau

http://www.gemland.com/sedona/sandstone.htm

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“In its home deserts, in the American Southwest and the Middle East, turquoise  is an amulet of the wanderer; it is the carrier of culture and myth.  It is not a burden in a land so spare and open you give up early on any hope of restraint.  The people who wear it most handsomely are the native peoples who consider it holy – not preachy holy, like the taste of a spring hidden in acres and acres of flat-out, bone-dry rock and sand.” – Ellen Meloy

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Colorado Plateau map

http://cpluhna.nau.edu/Places/places.htm

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“The ridge runs from a crumpled mountain range in southern Utah to the Arizona desert, jumping a river along the way.  It is an elongated, asymmetrical reef of Mesozoic sandstone with a face and a flank, two sides so different you think that you are somewhere else when you are in the same place.  The face rises brick-red from a broad wash, nearly vertical but for askirt of boulders along its talus.  The flank is the crazy side: an abruptly sloped flexure of ancient rock beds tilted upward into the jagged crest.  Most ofthe massive slab is Navajo Sandstone, the Colorado Plateau’s famously voluptuous field of windblown sand dunes now consolidated into nearly pure quartz crystals.  Against the steel-blue sky of a summer monsoon, the ridge bleaches to white.  Moonlight blues it, and bright sun turns it a pale cream….” – Ellen Meloy

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Lake Powell and Coal Burning Plant

http://geotripper.blogspot.com/2012/06/accretionary-wedge-36-how-does-life.html

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Turquoise is not a common material, but everywhere it is found, there are signs, back to times history can scarcely reach, that people have extracted it from the ground and taken its beauty for themselves.  It comes from an arid, dusty, stripped-down, skinned earth places.  It occurs almost exclusively in the geography of asceticism, in broken lands of bare rock and infrequent green. Set against the palette of desolation, a piece of turquoise is like a hole open to the sky.”   – Ellen Meloy

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Ancient riverbed floor preserved as curved ridge

http://www.psi.edu/press/archive/20060831_sagan_fellowships/sagan_fellowships.html

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“Surrounding me is a desert West as true as a secret, sacred, sun-kissed place in a remote canyon, the cosmic navel, stripped-down-to-God, buffed spirituality West, where the coyotes howl and the desolate emptiness is stuffed to the mesa tops with meaning. ”  – Ellen Meloy

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Paria River near Lees Ferry

http://esp.cr.usgs.gov/info/sw/scpalluvial/

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“Like maps, geographical focal points pull together land, sky and human experience.  They are stills of a journey.  What if the maze was journey?  What if, after death, your soul had to travel across the desert, much like the treks of your lifetime, and you had to know the way or be lost and forever thirsty?” – Ellen Meloy

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Grand_Canyon_PlateauPoint

http://geode.colorado.edu/~jallaz/index.php?page=pictures&tab=CH

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“The maze’s silence begs for narrative.  Legends ease their way across its strangeness, shaped by quirk and desire.  Humans long for connection and continuity, for insight into the past endeavors of their species that ultimately affirm their own lives, whether by empathy or by contrast.  For postmodern empiricists, foggy indeterminacy won’t do.  Knowledge must be tidy with meaning, the mysteries solved, the experiences beneath the dust carefully measured.  When we forage for stories, we may end up telling our own.  When we cannot possess the thoughts of past cultures, we possess their things.” – Ellen Meloy

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Paria River comes into Colorado River

http://geotripper.blogspot.com/

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“Someone said if you want to understand an unfamiliar piece of the American West you look at the fences.  Fences punctuated the mass trespass of native America.  Fences carve out the individual from the communal, they announce, depending on your point of view, what is kept in or what is kept out.  As a desert dweller, I believe that water is the truer entry to Place.  In the West, aridity defines us.” – Ellen Meloy

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Vintage Back to School.

July 29, 2012 § Leave a comment

1918 Tiny Terrestrial World Globe

ww.etsy.com/listing/100774837/vintage-tiny-world-globe-1918-tiny?ref=tre-2720553867-1

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Vintage Wooden Folding Ruler

http://www.etsy.com/listing/101735276/vintage-wooden-folding-ruler?ref=tre-2720553867-2

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Antique alarm clock

tsy.com/listing/101692932/antique-japy-alarm-clock?ref=tre-2720553867-6

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Foot Measuring Device

http://www.etsy.com/listing/75243106/foot-measuring-device-metal-industrial?ref=tre-2720553867-10

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Vintage satchel

http://www.etsy.com/listing/103593808/vintage-red-brown-leather-briefcase?ref=tre-2720553867-11

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Vintage Back to School  Etsy Treasury:

http://www.etsy.com/treasury/MTE0NjYzNjZ8MjcyMDU1Mzg2Nw/vintage-back-to-school

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Flow.

July 28, 2012 § Leave a comment

“…being completely involved in an activity for its own sake. The ego falls away. Time flies. Every action, movement and thought follows inevitably from the previous one, like playing jazz. Your whole being is involved, and you’re using your skills to the utmost.” – Mihaly Csikzentmihalyi

 

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Ashley National Forest Aspen Campground

http://fosterreviewsit.blogspot.com/2011/08/aspen-campground-in-ashley-national.html

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“The river itself portrays humanity precisely, with its tortuous windings, its accumulation of driftwood, its unsuspected depths, and its crystalline shallows, singing in the Summer sun. Barriers may be built across its path, but they bring only power, as the conquering of an obstacle is always sure to do. Sometimes when the rocks and stone-clad hills loom large ahead, and eternity itself would be needed to carve a passage, there is an easy way around. The discovery of it makes the river sing with gladness and turns the murmurous deeps to living water, bright with ripples and foam.”  – Myrtle Reed

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Ashley National Forest, Utah

http://www.adventuredrop.com/4529_Ashley-National-Forest.html

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“If we come from the water, I conclude that we come from different kinds of it. I will meet a person and in his eyes see an ocean, deep and never ending; then I will meet another person and feel as though I have stepped into a shallow puddle on the street, there is nothing in it. Or maybe some of us come from the water, and some of us come from somewhere else; then it’s all a matter of finding those who are the same as us.”  – C. Joybell C.

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North Fork Duchesne River, Ashley National Forest

http://www.panoramio.com/photo/16214641

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“It has always been a happy thought to me that the creek runs on all night, new every minute, whether I wish it or know it or care, as a closed book on a shelf continues to whisper to itself its own inexhaustible tale. So many things have been shown so to me on these banks, so much light has illumined me by reflection here where the water comes down, that I can hardly believe that this grace never flags, that the pouring from ever-renewable sources is endless, impartial, and free.”  – Annie Dillard

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Golden aspen Ashley National Forest

http://www.fs.fed.us/wildflowers/regions/intermountain/HighlineTrail/subalpine.shtml

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“Water is nothing if not ingemination, an encore to the tenacity of life.” – Terry Tempest Williams

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Flaming Gorge Utah

http://sutherlandsalute.blogspot.com/2011/02/great-basin-national-park-nevada-utah.html

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“There is such solace in the mere sight of water. It clothes us delicately in its blowing salt and scent, gossamer items that medicate the poor soul” – Sebastian Barry

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GreenRiver Labyrinth Canyon

http://healutah.org/nuclearutah/energy/greenriverreactors

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“A river seems a magic thing. A magic, moving, living part of the very earth itself.”  – Laura Gilpin

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Green River by Split Mountain

http://www.americansouthwest.net/utah/dinosaur/green-river-strata2_l.html

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“I thought how lovely and how strange a river is. A river is a river, always there, and yet the water flowing through it is never the same water and is never still. It’s always changing and is always on the move. And over time the river itself changes too. It widens and deepens as it rubs and scours, gnaws and kneads, eats and bores its way through the land. Even the greatest rivers- the Nile and the Ganges, the Yangtze and he Mississippi, the Amazon and the great grey-green greasy Limpopo all set about with fever trees-must have been no more than trickles and flickering streams before they grew into mighty rivers.
Are people like that? I wondered. Am I like that? Always me, like the river itself, always flowing but always different, like the water flowing in the river, sometimes walking steadily along andante, sometimes surging over rapids furioso, sometimes meandering wit hardly any visible movement tranquilo, lento, ppp pianissimo, sometimes gurgling giacoso with pleasure, sometimes sparkling brillante in the sun, sometimes lacrimoso, sometimes appassionato, sometimes misterioso, sometimes pesante, sometimes legato, sometimes staccato, sometimes sospirando, sometimes vivace, and always, I hope, amoroso.
Do I change like a river, widening and deepening, eddying back on myself sometimes, bursting my banks sometimes when there’s too much water, too much life in me, and sometimes dried up from lack of rain? Will the I that is me grow and widen and deepen? Or will I stagnate and become an arid riverbed? Will I allow people to dam me up and confine me to wall so that I flow only where they want? Will I allow them to turn me into a canal to use for they own purposes? Or will I make sure I flow freely, coursing my way through the land and ploughing a valley of my own?”  – Aidan Chambers

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September feeling.

July 27, 2012 § Leave a comment

“In learning you will teach, and in teaching you will learn.”  – Phil Collins

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Book Cliffs in Palisade

http://www.coloradodot.info/programs/geotech/lalsr-low-altitude-large-scale-reconnaissance.html

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“The best thing for being sad,” replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, “is to learn something. That’s the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then — to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting. Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there are to learn.”  – T.H. White

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BaylesRanch Arch Manti La Sal National Forest

http://users.sisna.com/archman/BaylesRanch.html

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But what are schools for if not to make children fall so deeply in love with the world that they really want to learn about it? That is the true business of schools. And if they succeed in it, all other desirable developments follow of themselves.

In a proper school, no fact would ever be presented as a soulless one, for the simple reason that there is no such thing. Every facet of reality, discovered where it lives, startles with its wonder, beauty, meaning.” – Marjorie Spock

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Book Cliffs North of Grand Junction

http://geosurvey.state.co.us/geology/sedimentaryrocks/Pages/SedimentaryRocks.aspx

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“Before I started (college), that’s the advice my dad gave me. He said to pick classes based on the teacher whenever you can, not the subject…his point was that good teachers are priceless. They inspire you, they entertain you, and you end up learning a ton even when you don’t know it.” – Nicholas Sparks

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Book Cliffs back road

http://adventr.co/2009/07/quick-trip-over-baxter-pass/

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“You can have all the schooling you want, it doesn’t make you a bit smarter or wiser. It is experience through the act of doing that is the greatest teacher.”  – R.G. Risch

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Book Cliffs on I-70

http://highway8a.blogspot.com/2008_12_01_archive.html

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“The principle goal of education in the schools should be creating men and women who are capable of doing new things, not simply repeating what other generations have done; men and women who are creative, inventive and discoverers, who can be critical and verify, and not accept, everything they are offered.”  – Jean Piaget

Railroad tracks with Book Cliffs Richard Beidleman

http://ucjeps.berkeley.edu/Purpus/imagehtml/1348_3151_2510_15sm.html

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“The difference between school and life? In school, you’re taught a lesson and then given a test. In life, you’re given a test that teaches you a lesson.”  – Tom Bodett

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Book Cliffs west of the summit

http://www.thealoof.com/hiking-mt-garfield-6765-in-colorado/

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“Wisdom is not a product of schooling but of the lifelong attempt to acquire it.”  – Albert Einstein

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Book Cliffs Panel 1

http://bclee.net/rockart/bookcliffs01a.html

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“[T]hat old September feeling, left over from school days, of summer passing, vacation nearly done, obligations gathering, books and football in the air … Another fall, another turned page: there was something of jubilee in that annual autumnal beginning, as if last year’s mistakes had been wiped clean by summer.”  – Wallace Stegner, “Angle of Repose”.

Insight.

July 27, 2012 § Leave a comment

“My future starts when I wake up every morning. Every day I find something creative to do with my life.”  – Miles Davis

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Waterpocket Fold

http://written-in-stone-seen-through-my-lens.blogspot.com/2011/08/flight-plan-part-i-geology-of-san.html

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“To live a creative life, we must lose our fear of being wrong.”  – Joseph Chilton Pierce

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Marble Canyon, about 20 miles downstream from Page, AZ

http://www.geology.wisc.edu/~maher/air/air04.htm

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“Everyone is born creative; everyone is given a box of crayons in kindergarten. Then when you hit puberty they take the crayons away and replace them with dry, uninspiring books on algebra, history, etc. Being suddenly hit years later with the ‘creative bug’ is just a wee voice telling you, ‘I’d like my crayons back, please.”  – Hugh MacLeod

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Wingate Sandstone Glen Canyon Group

http://written-in-stone-seen-through-my-lens.blogspot.com/2011/08/flight-plan-part-i-geology-of-san.html

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“Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep.”  – Scott Adams

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Glen Canyon Natural History Association

http://www.glencanyonnha.org/visit/trails_spencer.php

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“Books are the carriers of civilization. Without books, history is silent, literature dumb, science crippled, thought and speculation at a standstill. Without books, the development of civilization would have been impossible. They are engines of change (as the poet said), windows on the world and lighthouses erected in the sea of time. They are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind.

Books are humanity in print.”  – Barbara W. Tuchman

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Awareness.

July 25, 2012 § Leave a comment

“…in the desert there is everything and there is nothing. Stay curious. Know where you are—your biological address. Get to know your neighbors—plants, creatures, who lives there, who died there, who is blessed, cursed, what is absent or in danger or in need of your help. Pay attention to the weather, to what breaks your heart, to what lifts your heart. Write it down.” – Ellen Meloy

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Bluff Utah

http://theoasisofmysoul.com/?p=2574

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“…I would keep my turquoise, not trade it for anything. It is the stone that strengthens the eyes, said the Persians, the desert dweller’s equivalent of a bulletproof vest against pain or demonic influences. It is water, say the Zuni. For the Aztecs this is the color that supplies the heart. For me it is simply instinct, and perhaps this is all that a person can try to put into her days: attention to the radiance, a rise to the full chase of beauty.” – Ellen Meloy

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West of Bluff Comb Ridge

http://mecteam.blogspot.com/2010/05/explore-desert-by-dick-grossman.html

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“On the desert horizon at dusk, where red rock meets lapis sky, at the seam of the union, runs a band of turquoise, recumbent upon the land’s great darkness. This color is transient.  Before night falls, blue-green is the last quantum of visible light to pass through the atmosphere without scattering.  It can draw a person right down to the skin of the world.  The tidal pull of light can shape an entire life…” – Ellen Meloy

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Paradox Basin, SE Utah

http://geology.mines.edu/faculty/btrudgil/research.html

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“In the sunset light mesas and buttes slip towards Arizona in painful crimson and faithless mauve.  Colorado’s brow lies on the eastern horizon, Prussian blue capped with lavender alpenglow.  Aridity rules the air, weathering rules the rock, the shadows are as deep as time.  This land was born at the center of old.” – Ellen Meloy

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sandstone structure Hywy 95 SE Utah

http://photos.rvinteractive.com/Landscapes/Geology/2489930_jXrDM4/832969318_FCcFz#!i=832969318&k=FCcFz

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“It seems as if the right words can come only out of the perfect space of a place you love. In canyon country they would begin with three colors: blue, terra-cotta, green.  Sky, stone, life….” – Ellen Meloy

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Chuckwalla Trail Red Cliffs Desert Reserve

http://www.watchingforrocks.com/2011_10_01_archive.html

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“Words begin as description.  They are prismatic, vehicles of hidden, deeper shades of thought.  You can hold them up at different angles until the light bursts through in an unexpected color.” – Susan Brind Morrow

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