Pusillanimous
seems like it's a dirty word, but isn't.
–adjective
| 1. | lacking courage or resolution; cowardly; faint-hearted; timid. |
| 2. | proceeding from or indicating a cowardly spirit. |
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Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
3 years ago
July 30, 2009
July 28, 2009
Mile high
We're having a round of constant dreary gray weather this week - the first we've had since April. I'm not counting the afternoon storms. Anyway. It feels pretty claustrophobic and I just today realized why.
The logic? Denver is a mile higher than the sea level. A mile closer to the clouds. The clouds are lower than back east. Hence the claustrophobic I'm-going-to-be-buried-alive feel.
I can't believe I never realized this before.
July 25, 2009
On the highest road in the nation
I have a few more pictures, but these are all I had time to do this morning.
Note that one of the mooseelkdeer on the left has a radio collar
A young buck. The only one with this herd that I saw
One of my fave pics
Similar shot, different post-process (aka photoshop fixing).
Some bird...at one of the scenic outlooks we stopped at, there was a display picture of this bird, and a bunch of very excited people pointing this bird out. "Lookit! Same bird as the picture!"
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July 24, 2009
July 22, 2009
When can you see lightnings and stars directly overhead?
Last Tuesday night, apparently.
We had a freak storm in my town Tuesday night - from what I heard, it was one of the worst the natives ever saw. We had hurricane-force winds, over 80 mph. Lightnings raged overhead, and it was so close. Remember, Denver is a mile higher; closer to the cloud. So close I was seriously worried about our safety. It went like this: CRACKBOOMCRACKCRACKBOOM
BOOMCRACKBOOMCRACKCRACKBOOM
BOOMCRACKBOOMCRACKCRACKBOOMBOOM
Recently I read somewhere that the lightnings themselves, when they arc, it's soundless - the subsequent thunder is from air being displaced so forcefully. The storm Tuesday night disproved that.
The storm dropped marble-sized hail in my area. It covered the ground so thoroughly that it looked like snow. When I went outside, I discovered that it was at least three inches deep.
(sorry about the bad pic)
There was so much hail on the ground that the next morning, a thick fog formed and rolled in off the mountains. This is also abnormal for Denver. The hail took its sweet time melting. Yesterday at about 2 or 3 PM, I took Apollo for a walk and discovered that we still had clumps of hail on the ground.
Anyway, back to the tale. The wind, as I said, was blowing so hard that it was horizontal. Eighty miles per hour wind - and possibly higher. I couldn't sleep through this, so I sat at my very big window and watched the trees bend under the weight. I was convinced they would break and fall on my cars. Fortunately, the ones in front of my apartment didn't. My neighbors weren't so lucky.
When the wind and hail died down, all of my neighbors and I went outside to check the damage out and assess the situation. We didn't have any power, and camping taught me it's rude to shine a flashlight in someone's face. So I had to satisfy myself by wandering around. I looked skyward to try see if we were getting another set of storms and what I saw was amazing. No pics, unfortunately. The sky was divided in half; the western portion was crystal clear with a few lazy puffs of clouds obscuring the stars. And the other half, moving slowly eastward, mean clouds, occasionally lit purple or blue by the lightnings, lingered. Lightnings were still just as bad as during the height of the storm, bursting through the clouds. I'm not a poet, and I'm not describing it very well. Suffice it to say, it was very impressive.
This is what my front walk looked like. Where is it?
Where's the grass? And yes, that's the fallen tree in the background.
July 20, 2009
Hilarious Monday
I haven't really blogged much lately. That's mainly because I've been occupied with boring stuff. You know...looking for freelance work.
I reassessed my finance over the weekend, and I don't have enough moolah to last the rest of the year. Which I expected, but had hoped wouldn't be the case. So after my folks visit this week, I'll be rejoining the workforce, at least part-time to help stretch out the bucks. Disclaimer for the family that read this: I'm fine, really. Just being smart.
Bah!
I'll probably look for something really local (read: walking distance) so that I don't have to drive. Greener, easier on my car, etc, etc. Also am going to look for a weekend job as a photographer assistant or second shooter. All the while still continuing to work on freelance writing. So I'll basically have three jobs. Or four, if you count the etsy gig. I'm so looking forward to the taxes next spring...not. By my count, I'll have had 4 taxable jobs this year (etsy is excluded for the time being because it hasn't generated enough income to trigger the tax factor).
Speaking of. My Etsy shop is open, although all it has currently is about 10 different cards. If anyone hears a friend or acquaintance wants a custom card, pass the link on! jenniferannphotos.etsy.com If you have an etsy account and like what you see, please "heart" the account. I'm told that it helps give a shop a little extra credibility. I am going to advertise this and my writing service on a few sites, hopefully that'll drum up some business too.
That's about all the news on this end.
July 17, 2009
July 16, 2009
If a hiking trail guide book says to
bring stuff for mosquitoes...Do it!
Tip: If you don't have any repellant on hand, a sheet of dryer sheet is said to be helpful. Just stick it in a pocket.
Of course, I didn't even think to grab one this morning before heading out to a hike. I'm very itchy now. ITCHY!
July 13, 2009
Hooked on a feeling
by Hasselhoff
I don't know the story on this music video, but it's hilarious.
July 11, 2009
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