On a fabulously springlike day in February, Trail Guy tempted me away from painting: easy to do when there are wildflowers and it isn’t hot and I don’t have a tight deadline.
First, I noticed all the chemtrails. Yeah, yeah, I know, “contrails”, but I still think there are way more than we have passenger jets above. The general direction is usually south to north, or west to east. I believe something secretive and possibly nefarious is taking place. Yes, I am susceptible to conspiracy theories; often the distance between one of those theories and reality is about 6 months.
We drove down toward Kaweah Lake, parked at the upper end of the Slick Rock area and then meandered upstream along the river, with a wee bit of accidental trespassing behind the Lazy J Motel.
A great redbud in the parking lot!
We headed toward the river, went across someone’s former foundation and down these steps to the river trail.
In putting this post together, I remembered WAIT (Why Am I Talking?) and decided that the photos can do the talking today.
I also decided to start looking for a new camera.
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What a beautiful place! I gasped out loud at the bright pink redbud. Wow!
Michelle, the redbud is so magnificent. I don’t get how it can survive our summers but am so thankful that it does.
Chemtrails/Contrails: I know some people are obsessed. I really don’t worry about them too much because there’s nothing I can do about them anyway.
When I see the remnants of a foundation, I wonder what the structure looked like in its heyday, what happened (most likely, a fire), and what happened to the occupants.
Happy Spring!
Sharon, while it is true we can do nothing about chemtrails, I sure hope someone(s) who can do something is paying attention. Otherwise we are those frogs in heating pans.
The house was removed when the dam was raised. Or I guess I could say “houses were razed when the dam was raised”.
I want to be an artist. I want to be like God.
Donna, you ARE an artist! And we are all striving to be more like God, at least I hope so. 😎
I believe that those steps and the foundation belonged to a family that were members of the 1st Baptist Church. They lost their house when the dam was raised.
Ben, I think you might be referring to the Woods. There are way more foundations and remnants down there than I realized while during the dam raising project.