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I've photographed this area many times with great water reflections. The water is long gone leaving the salt base.
The Great Salt Lake is disappearing.
While conservation efforts are underway, it will take a while to see results. The good news is that any substantial rainfall can give me a thin layer of water for future reflections.
70-80% of Utah's water is for agriculture....its tough to grow crops in a desert.
The Great Salt Lake - GPS is not the exact spot of the shot.
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Spring still hasn't arrived here, although the snow is finally gone. Yesterday, I went to our nearby community garden to see if anything had popped up, but all I could find was the bones of winter, which has its own kind of beauty.
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape — the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.
-― Andrew Wyeth
I had a business partner visit me at work yesterday. We talk about our dogs frequently and so she brought Jasper a new rubber bone. It supposedly gives off a bacon scent when chewed. It was a big hit and great fun. I mean who wouldn't want a purple rubber bone that smells like bacon.
In the words of Shakespeare, "When the hurlyburly's done, When the battle's lost and won ...", winter is a time to return to the essentials. Tune out the Trumpian chaos and appreciate the things that are important.
"The simplicity of Winter has a deep moral. The return of Nature, after such a career of splendor and prodigality, to habits so simple and austere, is not lost either upon the head or the heart. It is the philosopher coming back from the banquet and the wine to a cup of water and a crust of bread." ~ John Burroughs
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This is off US-95 in Idaho, maybe 10 miles North of the Oregon stateline. I've driven by many times over the years, finally decided to look for a spot to pull over and take a closer look. Not much left of this old two room house, just the bones.
It was no surprise, while listening to the near constant wind and waves on the lake, to see a shoreline littered with the old bones of many dead trees. At night, we listened to the pounding surf and were grateful for a warm sleeping bag.
Farmland abuts one of the local cemeteries. Each year the crops are rotated between soybean and feed corn. This is the corn year. It's just plain eerie to me seeing cornstalks this close to a burial ground. It was one thing back in June when the little green sprigs seemed harmless enough. But now they are taller than me, and parched, bleached, dead and dry, awaiting harvest. Between now and then, they rustle in the slightest breeze, and sway about. The effect is somewhere between theatrical and primordial terror. I slide up and down the scale depending on my mood, time of day, and the overall feel of the atmosphere. On balance, my imagination tends to tip me over to the dark side more often than not. When that happens, visuals such as this tend to result. Strong reinforcement of the feeling that I'm being observed by blind, but all-seeing eyes.
Just north of Mendocino on the CA coast a whale washed up on shore (expired ) and the Noyo Center For Marine Science preserved the bones for a display.
Bare trees reveal intricate patterns and detail on one of the little islands in Princess Point in Hamilton's Royal Botanical Gardens.
Taken on Bleaker Island in the Falkland Islands. Watching the wildlife in the South Atlantic and enjoying the remote piece and quiet is a truly amazing and inspiring experience.