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Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
My first deep dish pizza at Pizzeria Due when I was a teenager was lifechanging, with no hyperbole. I loved it so much that I saved the napkin for years. Little did I know at the time that one day I'd live in Chicago.
Chicago, Illinois.
Thursday, July 7, 2022.
Nairobi, Kenya.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
I was invited to a goat-party (barbecue) in Nairobi and got the chance to spend time with a couple of families that were a lot better of than the people I met in Uganda. We had a great time together and the kids were interested in my story. Here are two of them holding Antons (a fellow traveller) hand. He's almost two metres tall and blonde wich made him really fascinating of course.
Quote by Mark Twain.
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A couple walking together on a rainswept beach, stopping every now and again to huddle together. He would embrace her, holding her face in his hands, wrapping them both in his long black coat. There seemed to be such tenderness.
But then they parted, walking in separate directions, never looking back.
As she approached me I could see that she was wiping her eyes - rain or tears, I couldn't tell. She smiled bleakly, got into her car and drove away. He walked into the distance, disappearing into the mist of the day.
I felt that I had witnessed something life-changing for them both.
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A few years back I bought a crate full of images from a peddler on the streets of New York. Most of the images came from one person. I'm not sure what actually happened to the individual or how this peddler came across all of his images. If anyone recognizes the image, please contact me. I do think it's too important of an image to not share.
The image looks as if it was taken from Carroll Gardens or Red Hook. I find the image to be more interesting and unsettling than most WTC; unlike most images taken this day, the burning World Trade Centers are not front and center. I can almost feel this person's confusion, stepping onto the roof and seeing this prominent landmark on fire. I can imagine it to be the most horrific rush. September 11, 2001: what a terrible and life-changing day.
Exhibit in the Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington, D.C.
“Look overhead and you will see an aerial sculpture comprised of two hundred golden arms hanging from the ceiling. Each is a casting of the outstretched right arm of Tommie Smith (b. 1944), the American winner of the men’s 200-meter race at the 1968 Olympic Games in Mexico City.
“During the medal ceremony, Smith bowed his head and raised his black-gloved fist in an act of protest. Coming at a moment of turmoil in the United States, where unrest flared over the war in Vietnam and racial inequality, his gesture was an assertion of Black solidarity in the fight for human rights. Echoed by the American bronze medalist John Carlos, it inspired social causes around the world and irrevocably changed Smith’s own life.
“Glenn Kaino created ‘Bridge’ as part of an ongoing collaboration with Smith and as a reflection on the power of the athlete’s gesture nearly fifty years after it occurred. Nearly one hundred feet long, the sculpture reaches both backward and forward, acting as a bridge through time and space into the present. It serves as a monument to one person’s action and its aftermath, evoking the ways that even small acts can ripple through time and alter the course of history.” [From the accompanying text]
[Note: Tommie Smith’s personal effects from the 1968 Games are held at the Smithsonian’s National Museum of African American History and Culture.]
Everytime something major changes in my life, be it a relationship ending or changing (friends, etc.), a death in the family, or losing a pet, I always become a very compulsive human being and do something to represent that change physically instead of just feeling it emotionally. It's usually my hair, I can't tell you how many times I cut and colored my hair last summer. But, I can safely say that this impulse to get my much wanted tragus piercing was because of losing my beloved cat Psyche. My family and I are all getting family tattoos, but on impulse and due to scheduling conflicts, I went ahead and did the piercing instead. I absolutely love it. It's one of my favorite body modifications I've ever done (not that there are TOO many) but I think it's beautiful and it fits me like it's always been there. <3
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Iganga, Uganda.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
Education is somewhat of a luxury in Uganda. If you look closely you can see that a maths lesson has taken place on the window shutter. The kids seemed more interested in playing though. Some things are the same wherever you go I guess.
Quote by B. F. Skinner.
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Auf der Glitzer-Demo haben sie sich zum ersten Mal getroffen – mittlerweile kämpfen die „Omas gegen rechts“ seit zwei Jahren gegen Rechtsextremismus, Fremdenfeindlichkeit und Rassismus - und um die Zukunft ihrer Enkel.
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Flevopark 02/06/2022 16h15
Combino 2109 suggests turning your life around when it comes to your career. The black and purple invites you to "get in" s|three to make this happen. Here at Flevopark it is just a tram on line 3 which will take you to the Van Hallstraat in Westerpark (terminus named Westergasfabriek)
This 2109 was delivered to the GVB on 13/10/2003 and first seen on the streets with passengers on 08/11/2003 on tramline 4.
More information:
Wikipedia - Tram 3 (Dutch)
Amsterdamse Trams - Lijn 3 (Dutch)
Iganga, Uganda.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
Many of the children that you meet in rural Uganda scream and shout as a greeting when you see them. They are astounded by the fact that a white man has arrived in their community. It is a very rare sight in theese parts of Africa. Some of them however just stare at you in silence. Like this young man.
Quote by Pamela Ribon.
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Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
January is a time for resolutions, I suppose. I have a lot of them.
Fill up empty journals. Say the word fabulous more often. Wear more red lipstick, and heels. Dip my toes in great oceans. Buy plane tickets. Decide on a hair color, for God's sake. Stop spending money like it grows on trees. Achieve something lifechanging. Run a 5k without dying. Hold someone's hand so hard it hurts. Avoid the hospital. Spend an entire day in bed doing nothing but tracing the lines of your face. Grow the fuck up. Return to my roots. Run away. Drink a smoothie comprised of only locally grown fruit. Throw some paint at a wall. Have the breath knocked out of me by a sunset. Be a better friend. Be a better person.
Live like I deserve to.
You can always view more photos on my Facebook page.
I've been a less than wonderful contact lately, and I fell behind in my project over the weekend as Pam and I had a long car ride home from North Carolina. I'll admit, my brain is a bit discombobulated right now. I have an interview on Halloween that could be life-changing, and I'm already getting nervous. With every day that passes, I want this job more and more. I'm crossing my fingers, I'm trying to control my emotions, I'm hoping for all kinds of good things, but mainly, I'm just getting nervous.
This picture looked good in my mind's eye, but the result on screen fell a little short of my vision.
Opportunity knocks. I hope I get to open the door.
Day 199
Iganga, Uganda.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
Watching from a distance this young man was very curious of what the elders of the village were discussing with the strange people from a country that he had never heard of.
Quote by Dorothy Parker.
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This is my almost late submission for the 52 week project as it's been a crazy week at work. I've worked six days in a row and it's only around 4pm on the last day of the week, that I realized that I had not taken my weekly shot. I figured a photo of Cooper would be appropriate, having taken only one for the 52 week project so far and it was his birthday this week.
Cooper turned 6 on Halloween. Many know the details of the challenges I had to convince my wife to get a dog and the subsequent love affair that has transformed our lives. Can't imagine life without him.
One of him in the comment section when he was 6 weeks old.
44/52
Iganga, Uganda.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
This is a local farmer showing us his crops.
Quote from the Bible.
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Iganga, Uganda.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
She was the youngest of seven children. I tryed so hard to get her picture but she ran away from me until I just sat down and waited for her. The oldest of the siblings encouraged her to step forward and take a look at the funny looking, skinny, tall and strange man with the large contraption in his hands. I snapped one shot and she ran away screaming.
Quote by Robert Louis Stevenson.
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#319 on Explore, Jan 29, 2011.
Iganga, Uganda.
I have spent the last two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
The thing that strikes you most about visiting poor people in Africa are the children. They are everywhere. Hundreds of them. While their parents were discussing issues of work and employment theese kids where watching the family goat in a field nearby. This was an important job as a goat equals income for the whole family.
Quote by Plato.
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I believe that no matter how shallow, empty and lacking in basic human emotion a photograph is, someone, somewhere, will look at it and find the deep, life changing, mind altering, mojo charging meaning hidden within.
This is your challenge. I want YOU to try and dredge something meaningful and life affirming from this strange image. The more pretentious the better please.
The most outrageously pretentious description may win a prize. *
Strobist info: SB700 full power, in a softbox , camera right at my 10 o clock. Fired by CLS.
EXIF Info: Aperture: f10 // Shutter: 1/200 // ISO: 100 // Focal length: 50mm
* DISCLAIMER: The prize will be me informing you, via comment, that your description made me laugh until I snorted tea out my nose the most.
Iganga, Uganda.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
Theese kids where friends and they went to school together. By school I mean the wall of the house in which one of them lived. There they studied maths and reading. No writing unfortunately because they lacked the paper to write on. Really nice kids that where very curious about my camera.
Quote by Aristotle.
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Iganga, Uganda.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson.
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Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Mombasa, Kenya.
I spent two weeks in east Africa travelling and meeting people in Uganda and Kenya. It's been a lifechanging experience. No more, no less. Hopefully my images from this trip into another world (there is no other way of putting it really) will be able to convey some of that.
In Mombasa while walking through the streets of the old-town I came across this character. "Rasta Salomon". He had come to Mombasa in search for work leaving his home in Zanzibar. He told me that the people of Mombasa didn't like people "stealing" their jobs so he was unemployed surviving thanks to the tourists handing him spare change left over from shopping in the many souvernir shops of old-town. Fortunately he was popular amongs the arabic population because he was a rasta. So what he lacked in money he made up for in friends.
Quote by Jonathan Miller.
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Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."
have been wanting to do this forever, so here it tis!!
xo,
paperdoll
*green scarf that is my constant companion
*yummy yellow and grey urban cut off gloves from my best friend
*currently reading an absolutely lifechanging book "blue like jazz"
*pionte shoes still in there from a recent photoshoot...ive been really missing my these babies : (
*bible- the message is my new favorite translation...would totally recommend it!
*crazy wonderful magenta nail polish that is hard to see sadly enough, thank you clark!!
*black moleskin where my thoughts & dreams are kept currently
*cream knit hat...couldnt live without this in the winter
*bad gal lash mascara...hmmm this is good stuff
*mechanical pencil
*thin tip sharpie...oh how i adore these!
*lolita "breathe" lotion...the most heavenly smell in the world, a new favorite from anthro
*betsy johnson clutch, love it carolina!!
*stride wintergreen gum
*burts bees
*rosebud salve from anthro...this stuff is so so so perfect!
*iTouch
*cell phone
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Gut Monkey's Leading X program facilitates life-changing experiences for adults in the bleeding disorders community. We canoed down the Green River in eastern Utah as it flows towards and joins the Colorado River. During our trip, the river was flowing at 15,000 cubic feet per second. When it was put in terms of a cubic foot being the size of a basketball, I was simply amazed! www.gutmonkey.com/leading-x
One-armed explorer John Wesley Powell led a couple of expeditions down these canyons nearly 150 years ago when he realized the value and beauty of the region. Without his life-long support of this area, many large cities in the southwest may not have flourished as they have.
Mary C. Rabbitt wrote about his motivation in the US Department of Interior's1969 publication of "The Colorado River Region and John Wesley Powell"
"Finally, he made up his mind. The region to the southwest was largely unexplored, represented on the Government maps as a blank. There were many and fabulous stories about the Colorado River which flowed through it, of explorers who had disappeared, of places where the river disappeared underground, and of great falls. The Indians were afraid of the river. They said that long ago a chief, who was mourning the death of his wife, had been taken by a god to visit her in the happier land where she then dwelled so that he would cease to mourn. The trail to this beautiful land was the canyon of the Colorado. On their return, lest others who were discontented with this life should attempt to reach heaven before their appointed time, the god had rolled a river into the gorge, a mad, raging stream that would engulf anyone who tried. But, Powell said, "the thought grew into my mind that the canyons of this region would be a book of revelations in the rock-leaved Bible of geology. The thought fructified, and I determined to read the book."