Life off the grid in the SW Texas desert. An experiment in sustainable living. NUMBERS AT THE END OF EACH BLOG POST: temp at 8PM,high temp,low temp,rainfall,wind conditions(CalmBreezyWindyGusty). YouTube Channel https://www.youtube.com/c/TheFieldLab
Daily live streams at https://www.youtube.com/thefieldlab/live
bittersweet, but that has to be a sight for sore eyes… have you been checking using your cameras? transition from inhabitant to visitor - you'll be seeing the place with different eyes — it's a long road that takes you home.
keep an eye out for hitchhikers too… https://i.imgur.com/KpCLyiL.jpg
https://i.imgur.com/XTWfypS.jpg
maybe it was a javelina? https://i.imgur.com/APr8iF3.png
there has always been a curiosity… a fascination to know the unknowable… that we all come to know. (no AI needed) https://publicdomainreview.org/collection/hans-holbeins-dance-of-death-1523-5/
Ben?… he is dialed into you… https://pbs.twimg.com/media/E6jtEKeXsAY7BMy?format=jpg&name=small
https://www.historic-uk.com/HistoryUK/HistoryofScotland/St-Columba-the-Isle-of-Iona/ https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iona_Abbey https://www.churchtimes.co.uk/articles/2015/14-august/news/uk/thieves-disturb-st-columba-s-shrine "After this the saint left the barn, and in going back to the monastery, rested half way at a place where a cross, which was afterwards erected, and is standing to this day, fixed into a millstone, may be observed on the roadside. While the saint, as I have said, bowed down with old age, sat there to rest a little, behold, there came up to him a white pack-horse, the same that used, as a willing servant, to carry the milk-vessels from the cowshed to the monastery. It came up to the saint and, strange to say, laid its head on his bosom, inspired, I believe, by God to do so, as each animal is gifted with the knowledge of things according to the will of the Creator; and knowing that its master was soon about to leave it, and that it would see him no more, began to utter plaintive cries, and like a human being, to shed copious tears on the saint’s bosom, foaming and greatly wailing. The attendant seeing this, began to drive the weeping mourner away, but the saint forbade him, saying: ‘Let it alone, as it is so fond of me, let it pour out its bitter grief into my bosom. Lo! thou, as thou art a man, and hast a rational soul, canst know nothing of my departure hence, except what I myself have just told you, but to this brute beast, devoid of reason, the Creator Himself hath evidently, in some way, made it known that its master is going to leave it’. And saying this, the saint blessed the work-horse, which turned away from him in sadness."
Thank you for taking on me on so many trips. From Benita to Ben. From Construction to solar ovens and lately watches and robotics. Your ability to learn and try new things was inspiring. Thank you!
as a creator/foundry-man of coins, thought you would find this of interest… hope the angels of hospice are working out for you, it is a delicate situation on the banks of the Rio "Grande" Styx… have missed your posts, but know you have other 'things' to attend to — peace to you, hopefully the solitude is a balm. The horizon is vast, dare I say, infinite. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charon%27s_obol
(balm of orange blossoms in the desert?) (do they have a scent? https://tpwd.texas.gov/huntwild/wild/wildlife_diversity/nongame/listed-species/plants/terlingua_creek_cats_eye.phtml)
"The obol is known in Greek mythology as the fee payed to Charon, the ferryman of the underworld, who transported the shades of the dead across the river Styx or Acheron to Hades. His fee was a single obol placed in the mouth of the deceased upon burial."
Charon https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charon_(moon) there will be much to explore - beyond comprehension.
"His [Hades'] subterranean realm was a chill and sunless place, watered by five rivers: the Styx (Hateful River), the Acheron (River of Woe), the Kokytos (River of Lamentation), the Phlegethon (River of Flame), and the Lethe (River of Forgetfulness)." where is the Ohio? https://water.weather.gov/ahps2/hydrograph.php?gage=teli3&wfo=lmk
rest easy lad, we all make the journey in time - each on our own, standing to account, hopefully cloaked with forgiveness & grace. Thanks again for all you shared with your daily record - in all its forms.
Thank you for allowing all of us to be an observer of your life for so many years. Whether it was Ben, Moley, or any other of the numerous animals who visited TFL, it was always a joy to see how they trusted you and you cared for them. Your livestream on Sundays was always interesting for me as I also love the desert but live in Florida now. The remote control cars and robotics as well as working with your coins were very inspirational. Also enjoyed the time lapse cleanup videos. As a Christian man who is 60 years old I don't and never will understand why God would come for a great man like yourself John. You will be at the front of the line. I honestly don't have the words so I will say thank you for all of the joy you have brought to me and many others over the years. You will be missed by many. We love you John.
Owww
ReplyDeleteBeautiful!
ReplyDeleteMakes us cogitate.
The perfect photo encapulating the boundless love that surrounds you!
ReplyDeleteWe all love you buddy!!!
TJ
bittersweet, but that has to be a sight for sore eyes…
ReplyDeletehave you been checking using your cameras?
transition from inhabitant to visitor - you'll be seeing
the place with different eyes — it's a long road that takes you home.
https://i.imgur.com/qW8BVZA.jpg
ReplyDeleteremmij, I expect John likes your rendering of his photo....I know I do. Well done.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the time you have. You have been an inspiration for so many of us. Great picture.
ReplyDeletekeep an eye out for hitchhikers too…
ReplyDeletehttps://i.imgur.com/KpCLyiL.jpg
https://i.imgur.com/XTWfypS.jpg
maybe it was a javelina?
https://i.imgur.com/APr8iF3.png
there has always been a curiosity… a fascination to know the unknowable…
that we all come to know. (no AI needed)
https://publicdomainreview.org/collection/hans-holbeins-dance-of-death-1523-5/
some Frost:
ReplyDeletehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RgrIrGlmKH8
the music - "The Mighty Rio Grande"
https://youtu.be/OVScQyuuu6A?si=IANyBohzXm4RuLfG
Ben?… he is dialed into you…
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https://www.historic-uk.com/HistoryUK/HistoryofScotland/St-Columba-the-Isle-of-Iona/
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Iona_Abbey
https://www.churchtimes.co.uk/articles/2015/14-august/news/uk/thieves-disturb-st-columba-s-shrine
"After this the saint left the barn, and in going back to the monastery, rested half way at a place where a cross, which was afterwards erected, and is standing to this day, fixed into a millstone, may be observed on the roadside. While the saint, as I have said, bowed down with old age, sat there to rest a little, behold, there came up to him a white pack-horse, the same that used, as a willing servant, to carry the milk-vessels from the cowshed to the monastery. It came up to the saint and, strange to say, laid its head on his bosom, inspired, I believe, by God to do so, as each animal is gifted with the knowledge of things according to the will of the Creator; and knowing that its master was soon about to leave it, and that it would see him no more, began to utter plaintive cries, and like a human being, to shed copious tears on the saint’s bosom, foaming and greatly wailing. The attendant seeing this, began to drive the weeping mourner away, but the saint forbade him, saying: ‘Let it alone, as it is so fond of me, let it pour out its bitter grief into my bosom. Lo! thou, as thou art a man, and hast a rational soul, canst know nothing of my departure hence, except what I myself have just told you, but to this brute beast, devoid of reason, the Creator Himself hath evidently, in some way, made it known that its master is going to leave it’. And saying this, the saint blessed the work-horse, which turned away from him in sadness."
I think you may be underestimating the resilience of the human body and spirit.
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful sight - the road to Heaven.
ReplyDeleteGod Bless you John.
Godspeed, John.
ReplyDeleteThank you for taking on me on so many trips. From Benita to Ben. From Construction to solar ovens and lately watches and robotics. Your ability to learn and try new things was inspiring.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
Happy trails my friend, until we meet again.
ReplyDeleteas a creator/foundry-man of coins, thought you would find this of interest…
ReplyDeletehope the angels of hospice are working out for you, it is a delicate situation
on the banks of the Rio "Grande" Styx… have missed your posts, but know you
have other 'things' to attend to — peace to you, hopefully the solitude is a balm.
The horizon is vast, dare I say, infinite.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charon%27s_obol
(balm of orange blossoms in the desert?)
(do they have a scent? https://tpwd.texas.gov/huntwild/wild/wildlife_diversity/nongame/listed-species/plants/terlingua_creek_cats_eye.phtml)
https://coinweek.com/ancient-charons-obol-coins-dead/
the bee would be appropriate
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Obol_(coin)#/media/File:Charon-obol2.jpg
https://thefieldlab.blogspot.com/search?q=bees
https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/f/fd/Tetradrachm_Athens_450_reverse_CdM_Paris.jpg/330px-Tetradrachm_Athens_450_reverse_CdM_Paris.jpg
"The obol is known in Greek mythology as the fee payed to Charon, the ferryman of the underworld, who transported the shades of the dead across the river Styx or Acheron to Hades. His fee was a single obol placed in the mouth of the deceased upon burial."
Charon
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charon_(moon)
there will be much to explore - beyond comprehension.
"His [Hades'] subterranean realm was a chill and sunless place, watered by five rivers: the Styx (Hateful River), the Acheron (River of Woe), the Kokytos (River of Lamentation), the Phlegethon (River of Flame), and the Lethe (River of Forgetfulness)."
where is the Ohio?
https://water.weather.gov/ahps2/hydrograph.php?gage=teli3&wfo=lmk
rest easy lad, we all make the journey in time - each on our own, standing to account, hopefully cloaked with forgiveness & grace. Thanks again for all you shared with your daily record - in all its forms.
Thank you for allowing all of us to be an observer of your life for so many years. Whether it was Ben, Moley, or any other of the numerous animals who visited TFL, it was always a joy to see how they trusted you and you cared for them. Your livestream on Sundays was always interesting for me as I also love the desert but live in Florida now. The remote control cars and robotics as well as working with your coins were very inspirational. Also enjoyed the time lapse cleanup videos. As a Christian man who is 60 years old I don't and never will understand why God would come for a great man like yourself John. You will be at the front of the line. I honestly don't have the words so I will say thank you for all of the joy you have brought to me and many others over the years. You will be missed by many. We love you John.
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