tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78773810811931319822024-03-21T12:05:55.810-07:00The Silent Walks This started as a year-long project creating an unfiltered experience of landscape as art. Rather than seeing representations of landscape in a museum, far from the actual land depicted, viewers physically move themselves through what they are observing. Contextualizing the Silent Walks as art allows participants to consider their sensory experience in a consciously aesthetic way. That is also why we walk in silence.
The Silent Walks continue at Black Rock Forest and beyond.jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-19361006040183126272024-01-02T15:25:00.000-08:002024-01-04T13:34:45.475-08:00The Gentle Solstice <p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS4js6Fyz51UPBfR6FGQDh_Ukwqpb59QiyMkO1LgQQUDIW3IA0SGm4ygSchdx7KAIgVGFK7WtxKp2o27NtVZd3I4845dEWSZN9qRS2OIPHerC-4zAQ2YWjveqv5u1hC_YjUAvF1Uqk9F54FsY3bZN1HWdYPL8m7AtU96b-2XRZR2vjL0wsKCRnX4oAIus/s1184/sibyl'spath.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="617" data-original-width="1184" height="334" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS4js6Fyz51UPBfR6FGQDh_Ukwqpb59QiyMkO1LgQQUDIW3IA0SGm4ygSchdx7KAIgVGFK7WtxKp2o27NtVZd3I4845dEWSZN9qRS2OIPHerC-4zAQ2YWjveqv5u1hC_YjUAvF1Uqk9F54FsY3bZN1HWdYPL8m7AtU96b-2XRZR2vjL0wsKCRnX4oAIus/w640-h334/sibyl'spath.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> We gathered as the late afternoon of December 20th released its light into the soft hues of evening. The Silent Walk has often been at the end of an intense day, and it takes a few minutes for the buzzing of thoughts to slow down. The tenor of this evening was gentle--cold but no wind, clouds to catch the color, and the steady crunch of our careful steps along the path. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Sunday's flooding rain meant we had to reschedule the Walk to the day before the Solstice. While we lost some people, we were happy to welcome several first timers and many returning participants.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b> Thank you to everyone who joined us! </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Participants can share a few words (if they want) about the walk, and those words follow. The photographs are taken by <b>Thom Munterich</b>, and we thank him for his unobtrusive documentation. In combination, words and images suggest what it was like, but nothing compares to going on the walk. Please join us next time!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijd0WrynkpO6z_cN-uXlfH9Zkudf1mwH_O25w-rSGPwb6B9ecCBohgeX_0TsaLWO4CCIvtxgnW-Nebpg4gIResOa3weZaJEsLuogA-yFkYbO9H-XesTGsP9bOt1TqvvrPUAmPtbCNlpyVbzOwWLSB5HHcuwDBoFWsb4g7TDB_4rBGDo5InaUS_64wSyPE/s1280/stickseasonsky.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1184" data-original-width="1280" height="592" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijd0WrynkpO6z_cN-uXlfH9Zkudf1mwH_O25w-rSGPwb6B9ecCBohgeX_0TsaLWO4CCIvtxgnW-Nebpg4gIResOa3weZaJEsLuogA-yFkYbO9H-XesTGsP9bOt1TqvvrPUAmPtbCNlpyVbzOwWLSB5HHcuwDBoFWsb4g7TDB_4rBGDo5InaUS_64wSyPE/w640-h592/stickseasonsky.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A perfect time to empty my mind and fill it with the beauty and peace of a silent walk.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYq1wC-1buN5fxwXcTehlWm9jcZi3SuKh4ZV5V60S13F1DHlJtGI3UjtZk522VzX6vAZh-6xEjJivKm1NM_KV4tMrfb3nAnnglHoM8vlOF6Uvl2gS-faiQvAPpVCG8ewNZN6VyUy71E0Zzj0c5K0qZTdvqLDXJTIyvnbu47Z6299xmM16hY2X5YPmAzoU/s1983/theslowgaze.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1142" data-original-width="1983" height="184" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYq1wC-1buN5fxwXcTehlWm9jcZi3SuKh4ZV5V60S13F1DHlJtGI3UjtZk522VzX6vAZh-6xEjJivKm1NM_KV4tMrfb3nAnnglHoM8vlOF6Uvl2gS-faiQvAPpVCG8ewNZN6VyUy71E0Zzj0c5K0qZTdvqLDXJTIyvnbu47Z6299xmM16hY2X5YPmAzoU/s320/theslowgaze.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Rush hour cares tumbling, rumbling. Water tumbling, rumbling. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Time pauses. Life goes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfX2e-f_0roScKYNj9p9cuzA8dxXHcwh18SCLMpbIliTRSGwW2t_1IQxqgpnZbsELpkN235Q3MYIQrT9LozyLNvamiKb0uqeOF1LvmpAp5fXqhmvh7-pgXzfLF8pUaEbS0RzflVy9v8ivMoJBaOcRfbGBuMBbPqABZ70kiPCUw2Ift_D6GzmG_vbm24Qs/s2000/i'llbeyourmirror.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1030" data-original-width="2000" height="330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfX2e-f_0roScKYNj9p9cuzA8dxXHcwh18SCLMpbIliTRSGwW2t_1IQxqgpnZbsELpkN235Q3MYIQrT9LozyLNvamiKb0uqeOF1LvmpAp5fXqhmvh7-pgXzfLF8pUaEbS0RzflVy9v8ivMoJBaOcRfbGBuMBbPqABZ70kiPCUw2Ift_D6GzmG_vbm24Qs/w640-h330/i'llbeyourmirror.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I felt disoriented seeing the sky below the land, a perfect reflection.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8BrLWuxBsMfq17b3t_cIqBiD0PyilZmFvP92WozXWvrX8oh9nrgztnkosD1TKBdyIQoxVpmA4kUR_MBAIMlGKP33tvfqHpeuvA6Yoj_2I-YYdryGZsgS6JnFBYFCYw0pA8DaIJgClzY1lYSGB93rY66eUI5dU3PAGHTNvyc0gHIWBQwTJ3kvBl-RaX4/s2016/glowbracelet.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2016" data-original-width="1512" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8BrLWuxBsMfq17b3t_cIqBiD0PyilZmFvP92WozXWvrX8oh9nrgztnkosD1TKBdyIQoxVpmA4kUR_MBAIMlGKP33tvfqHpeuvA6Yoj_2I-YYdryGZsgS6JnFBYFCYw0pA8DaIJgClzY1lYSGB93rY66eUI5dU3PAGHTNvyc0gHIWBQwTJ3kvBl-RaX4/w300-h400/glowbracelet.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enjoyed listening to my footfalls in the dark</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_C_Cwayn8Ja2Phib8ddi1ybwniw_HA8gOxBp2TZGTo-aUA__j8kGJoHgrsphlEwevoMRPFqJsZygyP5tmMsbyh7MCYwNBl9zyjRX-XF9mq2L5MAoWb1IOzHAf56QbsDAKzIXjr6AHGteHTvxofTI6wi0IvnXo2lQyjxlvhUxpaN6Nj5xzRKJ8qWXMXOQ/s1721/thescarytree.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1721" data-original-width="1494" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_C_Cwayn8Ja2Phib8ddi1ybwniw_HA8gOxBp2TZGTo-aUA__j8kGJoHgrsphlEwevoMRPFqJsZygyP5tmMsbyh7MCYwNBl9zyjRX-XF9mq2L5MAoWb1IOzHAf56QbsDAKzIXjr6AHGteHTvxofTI6wi0IvnXo2lQyjxlvhUxpaN6Nj5xzRKJ8qWXMXOQ/w348-h400/thescarytree.JPG" width="348" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">The scary tree</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Moonlight was very powerful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdodLoSy8G_rKxjUSN6vPnM5UpndyPu2El-vL19Bmh9pQ5vJ4_at66FUD2V0sTZEXOo0F1Zo6tlq1Zm1dGd3D8-_c_M6uYKYxSuBuy_AJ0sjw0Nc8GDnMeOf-BC6r2CfiAZ9VC7zSc0uUu_G640nyJMOTHfVl2ppnl15MrSWsYoewVEmno99xdj6GXppg/s2000/treesmoonandstar.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdodLoSy8G_rKxjUSN6vPnM5UpndyPu2El-vL19Bmh9pQ5vJ4_at66FUD2V0sTZEXOo0F1Zo6tlq1Zm1dGd3D8-_c_M6uYKYxSuBuy_AJ0sjw0Nc8GDnMeOf-BC6r2CfiAZ9VC7zSc0uUu_G640nyJMOTHfVl2ppnl15MrSWsYoewVEmno99xdj6GXppg/w640-h480/treesmoonandstar.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">White water ribbons dancing in the moonlight</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ98OG9QTNc3dtJ30EzD-_8wEZt51DkTI-yOkH5Lpd1mUwDRa9SryN6yX_2pAMXtCor3hYSD2ImCeN4yNB5mZPGm8XGQ92PeljN7RrSWNzDBU7CeBSndQABL4OQbxjgoQuGMH1KXg84KnHmHMh64xr69Jt_FTLQ7Du5GG4hLXCvl9QOnxuTKdYcYAMR9Y/s1473/icepatch.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="907" data-original-width="1473" height="246" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ98OG9QTNc3dtJ30EzD-_8wEZt51DkTI-yOkH5Lpd1mUwDRa9SryN6yX_2pAMXtCor3hYSD2ImCeN4yNB5mZPGm8XGQ92PeljN7RrSWNzDBU7CeBSndQABL4OQbxjgoQuGMH1KXg84KnHmHMh64xr69Jt_FTLQ7Du5GG4hLXCvl9QOnxuTKdYcYAMR9Y/w400-h246/icepatch.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Loved the symmetry. <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzwI9eEGY-RHcwhsWjdpRXSRcIPDwYXXO-XP8td-DTSST6xb42aM-VUO6MY0eWZVWffGnk-6a_zL96t-Memb1yvk1NMh8vntMmLKWtirqm1B4Dw2PKMdzM3nX_WVjMtr8WRZkQRabMCt8Kx9aBs4bHdNJjk8pIMEvSEt4MUkIhrkFaGnWWgPb2Pab09k/s1280/pointing.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMzwI9eEGY-RHcwhsWjdpRXSRcIPDwYXXO-XP8td-DTSST6xb42aM-VUO6MY0eWZVWffGnk-6a_zL96t-Memb1yvk1NMh8vntMmLKWtirqm1B4Dw2PKMdzM3nX_WVjMtr8WRZkQRabMCt8Kx9aBs4bHdNJjk8pIMEvSEt4MUkIhrkFaGnWWgPb2Pab09k/w480-h640/pointing.JPG" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My favorite part is how the time slows.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The smallest shift of light, color, sound marks the moment. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The cold air smells delicious, clean.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsK2jkyf75QvWAWGvR0p87U_MRHuCbnQ6mxur3LmurhmL9tr44Ho_svk2ZVAxcQPts4lKiylv0Z0w8d59ApOkmxD1dFdSFTstI9HF09KzXTtuSHIhEFvF-S7adZ0Dmpl4A9K36uUSKrrA8Ss2F8emKv9j8AQIGXYPy55IP2trxIckXsYHQ_gmBtq1rnOo/s1895/waspgallornaments.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1141" data-original-width="1895" height="193" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsK2jkyf75QvWAWGvR0p87U_MRHuCbnQ6mxur3LmurhmL9tr44Ho_svk2ZVAxcQPts4lKiylv0Z0w8d59ApOkmxD1dFdSFTstI9HF09KzXTtuSHIhEFvF-S7adZ0Dmpl4A9K36uUSKrrA8Ss2F8emKv9j8AQIGXYPy55IP2trxIckXsYHQ_gmBtq1rnOo/s320/waspgallornaments.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We ended the walk sharing some chocolate, oranges, and our thoughts. Did the holidays offer a lens through which to experience this night or was it the other way around?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My sincere thanks to</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Black Rock Forest for supporting the Silent Walks! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Special thanks to </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Brienne Chiadakis, Susanne Vondrak, and Aaron Culotta.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <b><a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/about-us" target="_blank">Black Rock Forest</a></b> is a research forest and biological field station. 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Sharing the experience of whatever happens along the path and at the water feels wonderful. Framed as art, we come together, each of us finding an opening to the sounds, smells, tastes, feel, light, and colors of this forest. <p></p><p> The evening of June 21st was breezy and clear. After the walk, we shared some chocolate and fruit, and participants wrote a few words for this blog if they chose. These follow with photographs and videos from the Silent Walk photographer, Thom Munterich. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Many thanks to everyone who participated!</b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Click photo to enlarge.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlsM8_yLCZ1Wwsrx_a8ZiYqVWFCXPeuYUkGzd3LEXL41hd6DorkyhrN9LgD_gdQaUqagIw5IDnqrHW4RoDTwFFKZKNrIHfR7Q5664QP3u7yBCiFdeJWed6H95P0-qUO-zm8AMDBNUsIGwXj1eZTRbYPZyqGoXWaye266_RbfrGC9Aw8_SQDg5uRnbKgC8/s1196/approaching%20the%20quiet%20zone.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1042" data-original-width="1196" height="279" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlsM8_yLCZ1Wwsrx_a8ZiYqVWFCXPeuYUkGzd3LEXL41hd6DorkyhrN9LgD_gdQaUqagIw5IDnqrHW4RoDTwFFKZKNrIHfR7Q5664QP3u7yBCiFdeJWed6H95P0-qUO-zm8AMDBNUsIGwXj1eZTRbYPZyqGoXWaye266_RbfrGC9Aw8_SQDg5uRnbKgC8/s320/approaching%20the%20quiet%20zone.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">One word to describe tonight-gratitude</p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNat1u79pkBIPXebO6P6f1KXWQAYNBJsQfb6C54JWbSFRmjwUuz4FOOex0jNz1BlMt5qIw6t707xRLxgRLvIS33OQzPrSst4QGWMXq15aUMhcshyYR6HMOBKN34wAsYdrWNyzg_iw4MZcTqZqvIJWQjuYs0EgBXPeAOCZxa0HBSaWFT8r8Tu5jgQ8N5Y/s1500/palebeautymoth.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1125" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPNat1u79pkBIPXebO6P6f1KXWQAYNBJsQfb6C54JWbSFRmjwUuz4FOOex0jNz1BlMt5qIw6t707xRLxgRLvIS33OQzPrSst4QGWMXq15aUMhcshyYR6HMOBKN34wAsYdrWNyzg_iw4MZcTqZqvIJWQjuYs0EgBXPeAOCZxa0HBSaWFT8r8Tu5jgQ8N5Y/s320/palebeautymoth.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">pale beauty moth</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Silence on the hike=all the senses kicking into high gear. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A thousand shades of green, the smells and songs of the woods</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRq7zMBrTLUXKcWlvdRH3GcLb1E68JyMZpoa_HF8FIyZtaPuK_nF3TUaArL71tAAEWymzhdKsMvnAYUvPB2CdzwILbuNQ6cPeDC1Lbvgo6uZ3N41znb3PJlOqldOFlDUXHkORX3qjdnilNTonnL1J40O0UyL99vOKO4S0qvh42ASNKGkEr76324m3Mxs/s1500/wineberrycluster.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1188" data-original-width="1500" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtRq7zMBrTLUXKcWlvdRH3GcLb1E68JyMZpoa_HF8FIyZtaPuK_nF3TUaArL71tAAEWymzhdKsMvnAYUvPB2CdzwILbuNQ6cPeDC1Lbvgo6uZ3N41znb3PJlOqldOFlDUXHkORX3qjdnilNTonnL1J40O0UyL99vOKO4S0qvh42ASNKGkEr76324m3Mxs/s320/wineberrycluster.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">wineberries in sepals</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">changing light-always wonderful</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivY5UVHYYzGw1U8SiMqEmDadZy4lMwAgkL4PtW8M4hYlLKfvamyL7ZChgHq3X3YBiuWITKjWHy9Fhf4oerHyEEu8TLhbLHPjRqpNBphYWemPdFBtt7o6evunRIkWvZjYkgELMafyYUIoiJLFwzq9TXWY8-L8D-hW6A6fIO7X2fL37VrajWqWp421Sey20/s1500/upperreservoirfacingnorth.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1380" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivY5UVHYYzGw1U8SiMqEmDadZy4lMwAgkL4PtW8M4hYlLKfvamyL7ZChgHq3X3YBiuWITKjWHy9Fhf4oerHyEEu8TLhbLHPjRqpNBphYWemPdFBtt7o6evunRIkWvZjYkgELMafyYUIoiJLFwzq9TXWY8-L8D-hW6A6fIO7X2fL37VrajWqWp421Sey20/s320/upperreservoirfacingnorth.jpg" width="294" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The diversity of the people matches the diversity of the leaves, the bark, the ground's texture beneath our feet. Our movements become one with the wholeness of nature, the complexity of our interdependence.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0cN6hXn2APTSACE5mHASqHBpPQpVYPGrmL2J9HRgHXdaZnIV5V1fqqBtfMv_sIJ-UCA6ptTfrAXUHGVzrdgNxWPGcxK4XqBbPRYpWc4t3MmqXgtq1RgC0BkOOJQDd2CfX5Oqv86oSZD65gFg6XdgC6eoSpx9BNBb4YkdWSkHzxIyh9iRhiWiiYQA4FSw/s1500/knapweedbuds.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1125" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0cN6hXn2APTSACE5mHASqHBpPQpVYPGrmL2J9HRgHXdaZnIV5V1fqqBtfMv_sIJ-UCA6ptTfrAXUHGVzrdgNxWPGcxK4XqBbPRYpWc4t3MmqXgtq1RgC0BkOOJQDd2CfX5Oqv86oSZD65gFg6XdgC6eoSpx9BNBb4YkdWSkHzxIyh9iRhiWiiYQA4FSw/s320/knapweedbuds.JPG" width="240" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">knapweed</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I feel large and small. I feel calm and connected.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcGkLuLbfr-PXknngwWzZ8upWX5YnL7mm68NhnMR3xtgH2oD_i0YcKl0NPJN4IGZLxSUvYgdRaKEz_Iy1-Z1gwRV3BZC6OoIZ7vSIzZk8ZP4LGn2HM4rId2bU2eteUo-Q-6oWNSLD6RM-EXMI8_9Dz5w06YsKvS-rBBYmsCfcwY9sEyWKN5Vk3MiAJ_2A/s2000/lightthroughthetrees.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcGkLuLbfr-PXknngwWzZ8upWX5YnL7mm68NhnMR3xtgH2oD_i0YcKl0NPJN4IGZLxSUvYgdRaKEz_Iy1-Z1gwRV3BZC6OoIZ7vSIzZk8ZP4LGn2HM4rId2bU2eteUo-Q-6oWNSLD6RM-EXMI8_9Dz5w06YsKvS-rBBYmsCfcwY9sEyWKN5Vk3MiAJ_2A/w640-h480/lightthroughthetrees.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I want to follow the trails off the larger path.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxkCQ230x4URPjQcjxkDrG4H1cNbDsRsEMFZcZQGOB76bNNWV1AW_sBSQUCrigvHU8MwAgqehLqOZKC4zp6-Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hearing the forest birds is lovely, different than other places--veery, wood thrush, phoebe, and a tanager. A meditative treat to listen to them talk instead of us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivEb18EvZHe1ntLv-y8Iv_GGZpDjyf6WXT2JlSwUv8arv_XXvSo3mTsfX3RiffLbziF811zqAigKCJVBtRZ1xHqzw3jZh5g9ETynLvrbFCnt9b8-oVvRWOkJ0W-vS8n_FIqH76TPWPiNtuyoAg2mt5pFRgVM2miE8LhGtbMyDcsnGZqtIJ8wcN6dNCgU8/s2000/walkingwithsunset.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivEb18EvZHe1ntLv-y8Iv_GGZpDjyf6WXT2JlSwUv8arv_XXvSo3mTsfX3RiffLbziF811zqAigKCJVBtRZ1xHqzw3jZh5g9ETynLvrbFCnt9b8-oVvRWOkJ0W-vS8n_FIqH76TPWPiNtuyoAg2mt5pFRgVM2miE8LhGtbMyDcsnGZqtIJ8wcN6dNCgU8/w640-h480/walkingwithsunset.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">remarkable</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">that heavenly cool breeze over the reservoir</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sunset peeking through the trees--brilliant orange</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the dry spillway looking like an ancient civilization</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DN8ttpBqFfUzI5EHSikf9D6CcyV57Wpd6zkpN7raVOgrLDvEkURoXQn2wd_34gQE_5mOcALDM3Bmt_iKvwBxxNBuVb8T28Brce0VLZJ18MvDKR-1ZLq_2bQR1dhnk7NwxmtKEcYzPHW9D-BYuZcj-1h4NgnAmiV4VA1h46rE4axXxkL37KYQ288I5WE/s2000/manylookingAM.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1545" data-original-width="2000" height="309" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DN8ttpBqFfUzI5EHSikf9D6CcyV57Wpd6zkpN7raVOgrLDvEkURoXQn2wd_34gQE_5mOcALDM3Bmt_iKvwBxxNBuVb8T28Brce0VLZJ18MvDKR-1ZLq_2bQR1dhnk7NwxmtKEcYzPHW9D-BYuZcj-1h4NgnAmiV4VA1h46rE4axXxkL37KYQ288I5WE/w400-h309/manylookingAM.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Beautiful tangerine sunset! I focused on a single dead tree, one flowering bush on the other side of the reservoir, and one lone bullfrog.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIgNcpRbr5f_ShSVZCWX3Ut8M0J0V9HWtvAltIvb3E02L8PZPY1H-a47r0zk2jUzihI8CMfNopeLMTlsgwufNWynWsOKCX31IpZNb_u-xFe3P9iBOsbMnds0zXPaaZ7cF328u7sb1tjgPhSKcPFhp0W0YUQ6-oq_chcHaXA8LxG0GMtYSeBvQlljRAGuY/s2199/AMsentinels.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2199" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIgNcpRbr5f_ShSVZCWX3Ut8M0J0V9HWtvAltIvb3E02L8PZPY1H-a47r0zk2jUzihI8CMfNopeLMTlsgwufNWynWsOKCX31IpZNb_u-xFe3P9iBOsbMnds0zXPaaZ7cF328u7sb1tjgPhSKcPFhp0W0YUQ6-oq_chcHaXA8LxG0GMtYSeBvQlljRAGuY/s320/AMsentinels.jpg" width="291" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Day lingers into night</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">short video of <a href="https://youtu.be/4Xvp4tm2_aA" target="_blank">Aleck Meadow June Solstice Silent Walk</a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I noticed I missed taking pictures more than talking...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...the wind noise, the tree leaves, birds chasing bugs across the water, straight trees, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">all the water captured by man</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5MOgz0E9kUwfmMg-h9yH0dl6agIEgTd88Ffd6DRcAFVreywn2VcXc77ThqMo1a7TKyHAh30T_BavrU74AuI25D-c5qeuKmI8_CkAbauwWuA-AttlRJfsUF7MQu0pyuMCbukPoh5wdm8Ty_LPBvZPdioffFc-3Q07huheGLy1UhfMJqKwj1hWv8O3Sd4k/s2000/leaningtree.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1449" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5MOgz0E9kUwfmMg-h9yH0dl6agIEgTd88Ffd6DRcAFVreywn2VcXc77ThqMo1a7TKyHAh30T_BavrU74AuI25D-c5qeuKmI8_CkAbauwWuA-AttlRJfsUF7MQu0pyuMCbukPoh5wdm8Ty_LPBvZPdioffFc-3Q07huheGLy1UhfMJqKwj1hWv8O3Sd4k/s320/leaningtree.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">pink sky</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">crescent moon</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">the silence was just awesome</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoedQAmUf3gfLbTJG5QgmOBzoj7jsz3_XHKbSyppxo2IhzznVWNfQFc0UuFQTR6z0Ks8in34_i5OCqNok066hZCdEI1zbstnz_NKh7u4Eeu39ki6xNqGmAgtPp08-GAujp6CySPzbEjzNKaJf1O_M1NfggQFnq0hKqMWjcOVZ1BDFw50U5Du4_p6FAPQ/s2000/twolooking.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1244" data-original-width="2000" height="199" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoedQAmUf3gfLbTJG5QgmOBzoj7jsz3_XHKbSyppxo2IhzznVWNfQFc0UuFQTR6z0Ks8in34_i5OCqNok066hZCdEI1zbstnz_NKh7u4Eeu39ki6xNqGmAgtPp08-GAujp6CySPzbEjzNKaJf1O_M1NfggQFnq0hKqMWjcOVZ1BDFw50U5Du4_p6FAPQ/s320/twolooking.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: #cccccc;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nobody swam naked!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Note: Just before we started, we learned that June 21 is National Hike Naked Day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cccccc;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYA5JZ3SeCo6GlwDXuSMcR0IFN7izDHegxHGWy5D4Mc0iD8ssxMvA_18-B1uzZzCFZY3M_pwQYkB8CV5p9xJ6ZBks3_Zd7JxH2zQmhgNF1PifF5MQDDbe_e7LHsTF7FPYsmHKP2mLpXHXJW8sl06EDlfW3shilkmpGjgbRYqkJjPRQumjPtyoLyH82AJk/s1578/deadringsnake.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1578" data-original-width="1280" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYA5JZ3SeCo6GlwDXuSMcR0IFN7izDHegxHGWy5D4Mc0iD8ssxMvA_18-B1uzZzCFZY3M_pwQYkB8CV5p9xJ6ZBks3_Zd7JxH2zQmhgNF1PifF5MQDDbe_e7LHsTF7FPYsmHKP2mLpXHXJW8sl06EDlfW3shilkmpGjgbRYqkJjPRQumjPtyoLyH82AJk/s320/deadringsnake.JPG" width="260" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">dead ring-necked snake<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br />The woods are full of life and death.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gcXA-HKFYk4PhBpWiKZyouhgBG0KWTzMc2Y0rz8SBa_YLl_0ZFIGrx9IU-2a2cESuM94zmkFXjiSPD1zGit-KDCNGZ8CMVoWfBy36LRY85ySo_qAEVmJiBsoVAy9gec5LlQ5sNzMn4j7dXkMquyDzYzTX0o4-tb4l63dm_UMkhhEzL0j8yOkgBXu0Ro/s253/BRF%20CURRENT%20Logo_2018_reduced%20(3)-2%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="245" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2gcXA-HKFYk4PhBpWiKZyouhgBG0KWTzMc2Y0rz8SBa_YLl_0ZFIGrx9IU-2a2cESuM94zmkFXjiSPD1zGit-KDCNGZ8CMVoWfBy36LRY85ySo_qAEVmJiBsoVAy9gec5LlQ5sNzMn4j7dXkMquyDzYzTX0o4-tb4l63dm_UMkhhEzL0j8yOkgBXu0Ro/s1600/BRF%20CURRENT%20Logo_2018_reduced%20(3)-2%20copy.jpg" width="245" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sincere thanks to the staff at Black Rock Forest, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">especially Brienne Cliadakis, Susanne Vondrak, Aaron Culotta, and Matt Brady. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This nearly 4000 acre forest is a living laboratory for <a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/research" target="_blank">field-based research</a> and <a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/education" target="_blank">education</a> that advances a scientific understanding of the natural world. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Become a <b><a href="https://app.etapestry.com/onlineforms/BlackRockForestConsortiumI/donations-1-1-1.html" target="_blank">Friend of the Forest</a></b> to support their great work!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The next BRF Silent Walk will be in December. Please join us!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-78417614839100368182023-05-15T13:06:00.001-07:002023-05-15T13:12:15.633-07:00May Fever<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOqBx95RUjK7hBtkeHSZnK6ocAXZBRZI1V3ImmCxiuyQXHBv54W3oNEbjhs2n72mtcunJ2s5LIj7Bxc6NV8U_QbLeOz-ykuCO6e6IwG2QbgW0Agj0eRtt4Kq7hUzvAYtFHv1BULMkHw8pAQlB9w6FJmuNUvKxpKM4hAfSAXLEsKz86YnSTBaek0ptu/s2000/fieldofdandelions.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1297" data-original-width="2000" height="416" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOqBx95RUjK7hBtkeHSZnK6ocAXZBRZI1V3ImmCxiuyQXHBv54W3oNEbjhs2n72mtcunJ2s5LIj7Bxc6NV8U_QbLeOz-ykuCO6e6IwG2QbgW0Agj0eRtt4Kq7hUzvAYtFHv1BULMkHw8pAQlB9w6FJmuNUvKxpKM4hAfSAXLEsKz86YnSTBaek0ptu/w640-h416/fieldofdandelions.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As a bookend to the R2R Silent Walk last December, Unison Arts and I planned this spring walk during my exhibition run. Just a few of us this time made for a relaxing stretch of legs and thoughts.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The sensory characteristics of open farm land on a warm May evening were soft and insistent. We smelled, heard, saw, felt, breathed the season.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The following are photographs and a short video to suggest the experience. With them are shared reflections by participants. You can click on photographs to enlarge.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuk3u7Ip4uPFP1t003tJY67CRUs1bmEAsxchFmwIhVJb2DDpANcNs4wmmbIH-aaydiUMLAZkfsFhanZSXa2YkdTOuWnAHll7wFaJl79VcxTXD_B0L3hM7k7750rg4b-J9nOEvQR_p4cRKUnDU7PZDeNSgJV8ZKK_lA8bmY9J4MAQf2dw8__9dj9L5p/s2000/start_mowedfield.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuk3u7Ip4uPFP1t003tJY67CRUs1bmEAsxchFmwIhVJb2DDpANcNs4wmmbIH-aaydiUMLAZkfsFhanZSXa2YkdTOuWnAHll7wFaJl79VcxTXD_B0L3hM7k7750rg4b-J9nOEvQR_p4cRKUnDU7PZDeNSgJV8ZKK_lA8bmY9J4MAQf2dw8__9dj9L5p/w400-h300/start_mowedfield.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What subtlety in this green.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP18ZoeykGp0HlEdcSdXTvfW0G5KX6N9ijvrFZS0yJjTLr57qc6w1uKiwlRb5T5iQL8X3mo6IpZV-YwNfg7NIaCsoiwEIzgeata1SLzaRuq8PAOSfk80zDtBbmHJX0Wiplt9N2lePv9W0tFRKuD3OUl_UNE6eMGNwRHyHe9NtEc4wrD7_r9dvKuW2I/s3758/4across.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3017" data-original-width="3758" height="321" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP18ZoeykGp0HlEdcSdXTvfW0G5KX6N9ijvrFZS0yJjTLr57qc6w1uKiwlRb5T5iQL8X3mo6IpZV-YwNfg7NIaCsoiwEIzgeata1SLzaRuq8PAOSfk80zDtBbmHJX0Wiplt9N2lePv9W0tFRKuD3OUl_UNE6eMGNwRHyHe9NtEc4wrD7_r9dvKuW2I/w400-h321/4across.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sun Dog</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bird Song</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Fresh Hay</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sweet Breeze</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIHD91XBcG5Alsdn2zLXK1xfDN8ti3Ym-BB6TYPoxYAwPlCbtLq5N_gsoA3Hdw2xE_iD5ciP2UPrpmMg6kaibrG0bG97icNEQbt-2Fv7DPzaQO3wiry-SwuaN3s1finC5RWzYxdvrWCP-aW-FgoSjnryLI7kkzjYE2sNJBl63BLFhUoA1iqHoLQI7e/s1280/lightthebreeze.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIHD91XBcG5Alsdn2zLXK1xfDN8ti3Ym-BB6TYPoxYAwPlCbtLq5N_gsoA3Hdw2xE_iD5ciP2UPrpmMg6kaibrG0bG97icNEQbt-2Fv7DPzaQO3wiry-SwuaN3s1finC5RWzYxdvrWCP-aW-FgoSjnryLI7kkzjYE2sNJBl63BLFhUoA1iqHoLQI7e/s320/lightthebreeze.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sublime kept coming to mind.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sweet grass fragrance filled the air as redwing blackbirds and bobolinks flew all around us. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74-mgOlsowdYhlr3j5ynmyJ3XfO3CbGITVRSqRQnMGtjdydwBLCph9uuzixPK2SgC_OQYmS-V9jGJ3M3NgSSfpQPhp7bL0rAixBpilmZdWBkSfxKPrE6Uvpl-aynrkdu2EpNkezdOqHC6Axj_bHjhSU_AGW1S9_SFnBqzoRrPkx9CdmcT8Kik9sAL/s1280/slippingsun.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg74-mgOlsowdYhlr3j5ynmyJ3XfO3CbGITVRSqRQnMGtjdydwBLCph9uuzixPK2SgC_OQYmS-V9jGJ3M3NgSSfpQPhp7bL0rAixBpilmZdWBkSfxKPrE6Uvpl-aynrkdu2EpNkezdOqHC6Axj_bHjhSU_AGW1S9_SFnBqzoRrPkx9CdmcT8Kik9sAL/w640-h480/slippingsun.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We watched the sun descend behind Skytop, the Shawangunk Ridge a silhouette against a painted backdrop. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='316' height='262' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dy6FSSzaojPWM32a__9_nkNMo-fSSed7Ru2ZqoPKdFi-bdUp2mpwo3aIIQ0EP4iYueIyOcuOKodc4JjcaqY-A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thoughts come and go like the playful growl of dogs along the path.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2d20s42ZqaOpX0q4wxPGbRGroEjYVCE5oHXFHLdsDCvCQMblY3tu0Kmbdo7qJ3AvnDGU0eRAnXpcBnCGuVIi8Aia34lreqXG05b29Ajpze-3hk53pVx_1UnYhj-m1Tj7xaVDoq47NABQRDsLsaOFlthWT4blikSu-vHPeEVivQv6NrQ_86pOPH_rL/s2000/springsentry.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2d20s42ZqaOpX0q4wxPGbRGroEjYVCE5oHXFHLdsDCvCQMblY3tu0Kmbdo7qJ3AvnDGU0eRAnXpcBnCGuVIi8Aia34lreqXG05b29Ajpze-3hk53pVx_1UnYhj-m1Tj7xaVDoq47NABQRDsLsaOFlthWT4blikSu-vHPeEVivQv6NrQ_86pOPH_rL/w640-h480/springsentry.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Listening to bobolinks and redwing blackbirds, darting and calling in the grass, I suddenly walked through a pocket of cool air. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR5uknX99ZDiRFBEIMYGzjiM15TO0qVygyCfVGPhkJHyUOWpsxNacZNt7SqbGjFDbTPkSKfMcU21ZqcehV_MEF3gMP6z_JH7f0b0V2Mkcvj4P1wTvyJ8lbc4YCFttPD4fXnW53kHzE_-rHT4qqUISlX5TzQrYS5HXwRNSuVGtGvzP9vmbUJ3MzYLxM/s3076/macromicro.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3076" data-original-width="2095" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR5uknX99ZDiRFBEIMYGzjiM15TO0qVygyCfVGPhkJHyUOWpsxNacZNt7SqbGjFDbTPkSKfMcU21ZqcehV_MEF3gMP6z_JH7f0b0V2Mkcvj4P1wTvyJ8lbc4YCFttPD4fXnW53kHzE_-rHT4qqUISlX5TzQrYS5HXwRNSuVGtGvzP9vmbUJ3MzYLxM/w218-h320/macromicro.jpg" width="218" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A line created by recent heavy rains</td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZvUO3wQeQvcYtd3jU_tbYvGVJtK7sGLfgRn9zqpmAaNFgTFwxls8T04T3GRx6mmh9G0k_pcvdrYfwRofNcXTAluYOUY0hzqEuaZEPcJGBZG5NapbeTh7Zgfm7OiYYoBbKA7rYVSZOPPNZWRrGsMoJPyDReEUZKKqqwLMqOkcA9lxdTvaiXoftHva/s2000/lastlookback.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinZvUO3wQeQvcYtd3jU_tbYvGVJtK7sGLfgRn9zqpmAaNFgTFwxls8T04T3GRx6mmh9G0k_pcvdrYfwRofNcXTAluYOUY0hzqEuaZEPcJGBZG5NapbeTh7Zgfm7OiYYoBbKA7rYVSZOPPNZWRrGsMoJPyDReEUZKKqqwLMqOkcA9lxdTvaiXoftHva/s320/lastlookback.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank you to the Silent Walk participants! These photographs and words help describe what it was like, but nothing compares to actually going on the walk. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzHcEyRjZ4-97uPBz4l63f0AyWtbTwyKfb2m9IBQMitgnLARjWVn2_9KVE1gQlfo2_22xLuXrzsgDedqMiLeo9R0LHlAyD3CQk2uezfZ1ZAgxst_2cCwI-d4w7KeIMQktD1UMybzhdoC4s5YT697QUrzizcNYDYq09Sfx3YonK1zJX9xnEsbTP9FO/s1500/unison+logo+brighter+no+bottom+text.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="1500" height="84" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggzHcEyRjZ4-97uPBz4l63f0AyWtbTwyKfb2m9IBQMitgnLARjWVn2_9KVE1gQlfo2_22xLuXrzsgDedqMiLeo9R0LHlAyD3CQk2uezfZ1ZAgxst_2cCwI-d4w7KeIMQktD1UMybzhdoC4s5YT697QUrzizcNYDYq09Sfx3YonK1zJX9xnEsbTP9FO/s320/unison+logo+brighter+no+bottom+text.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thanks to <b>Unison Arts</b> for supporting the December and May Silent Walk at the River to Ridge Trail. Special thanks to<b> Faheem, Emilie, and Ally</b>. Unison is a non-profit arts organization that brings arts to the center of community life through artist-forward initiatives, arts advocacy, and socially engaged programs. Please support the good work they do<b> <a href="https://www.unisonarts.org/donation-page" target="_blank">here</a>.</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thanks also to the <b>Open Space Institute</b> for preserving lands such as the River to Ridge Trail. Your <b><a href="https://www.openspaceinstitute.org/donate?_ga=2.166034430.1734038681.1684180621-2106623841.1684180621" target="_blank">support</a> </b>helps protect land for people, for wildlife, forever. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0H5NfsArL-NRrXd-z4tzXH7fRYAA3ZRk3gTW128anLRmIPfMzMt-qcfp6EkYFRCxLXnfFvTFQPtxzB4GVYW4yIhbjik7GI825quVaeH54frensrtoXjjVwf2pDbCepY4-21jUKN71hZXVc6Yq5-WbF3q3IUL3PQAK8b4Tziz7wN9Jk_3XxLkvNCa5/s2000/tallthom.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0H5NfsArL-NRrXd-z4tzXH7fRYAA3ZRk3gTW128anLRmIPfMzMt-qcfp6EkYFRCxLXnfFvTFQPtxzB4GVYW4yIhbjik7GI825quVaeH54frensrtoXjjVwf2pDbCepY4-21jUKN71hZXVc6Yq5-WbF3q3IUL3PQAK8b4Tziz7wN9Jk_3XxLkvNCa5/w640-h480/tallthom.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lastly, deepest gratitude to the Silent Walk's (nearly) unseen photographer, <b>Thom Munterich</b>. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All images are his.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /> <p></p>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-78161895348525579932022-12-20T14:11:00.008-08:002022-12-21T04:49:54.201-08:00December's Cold and Color<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCA8hl9VtPYKoJcjEBJDVsoTorcw2bQWxq9wOlbgbf5gyQhsUGQo7ChdKWhVkrwl5l1PynAxfSJghSEjVX6Bv4w5kUz7oGYwt8AnBLEN0YqFKxM8tgkPkT2Zw0pM71-CQeRF-wxgDjYtkRRbnMHjc7PAUERIW3uG2qufPtEU88h6U4sFX7XGF1c7v/s1200/bundledandready.JPG" style="clear: left; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1200" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHCA8hl9VtPYKoJcjEBJDVsoTorcw2bQWxq9wOlbgbf5gyQhsUGQo7ChdKWhVkrwl5l1PynAxfSJghSEjVX6Bv4w5kUz7oGYwt8AnBLEN0YqFKxM8tgkPkT2Zw0pM71-CQeRF-wxgDjYtkRRbnMHjc7PAUERIW3uG2qufPtEU88h6U4sFX7XGF1c7v/w320-h240/bundledandready.JPG" width="320" /></a><p></p><b><div><span style="font-family: times;"><span style="font-weight: 400;">On this windy late afternoon, we met at the River to Ridge parking lot just outside of New Paltz. Bundled up, with traction on our feet, we set out toward the Shawangunk Ridge. </span>No words, just movement,<span> attentive to the sensations of this time and place, its weather and light. </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-weight: 400;"><br /></span></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrm-IaZ4UbWolToPDiKzg00yKq_FFByT-2zQXIOxRDBoTYyNOPcD2_AZFVisDlgEWTJwp7XtbhK5D3EfydHiy-gpYG1yyuy-Svzo7eobYJ2sly_cXYJ0_ADnyHFOPwypW2s1RDSLw7A96vR9HWiHX9ORO9qUqJSjl1iK1SNPSeP0xPNLTlT5UGdrhv/s806/thomshadowcorner.jpg" style="font-weight: 400; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="719" data-original-width="806" height="356" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrm-IaZ4UbWolToPDiKzg00yKq_FFByT-2zQXIOxRDBoTYyNOPcD2_AZFVisDlgEWTJwp7XtbhK5D3EfydHiy-gpYG1yyuy-Svzo7eobYJ2sly_cXYJ0_ADnyHFOPwypW2s1RDSLw7A96vR9HWiHX9ORO9qUqJSjl1iK1SNPSeP0xPNLTlT5UGdrhv/w400-h356/thomshadowcorner.jpg" width="400" /></a></div></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-weight: 400;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></span></div><span style="font-family: times;">This Silent Walk was the first to take place in open farmland, away from wild woods.</span></b><span style="font-family: times;"> Our gaze naturally fell on the field's color and texture as we crunched our way through remnant snow, but who could resist the lifting appeal of such a dramatic sky? </span><div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times;">The following are reflections from participants of the walk. Sincere thanks to each of them for sharing this experience, braving the wind, and contributing a few words. The images and text suggest what it was like but <b>nothing beats actually going on the walk</b>! Join us next time.</span><div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjefkbxsQNbb0PfkVJeynAiEuA8tQV0dOv-qwbnrimkYy7QT5FK_VdDI8s3m_Pciwwk8QPo0H6MEwv_UJU2BufbsNzLSbxSegpbI2r7vYqIpWoctzbaueMhY5PG7RC64xBIosxj_GLN834eT7wyFoO7g1_M_4alXo-qYVJbzBWeiYX0XU05nSCVyabb/s2389/IMG_8143.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1869" data-original-width="2389" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjefkbxsQNbb0PfkVJeynAiEuA8tQV0dOv-qwbnrimkYy7QT5FK_VdDI8s3m_Pciwwk8QPo0H6MEwv_UJU2BufbsNzLSbxSegpbI2r7vYqIpWoctzbaueMhY5PG7RC64xBIosxj_GLN834eT7wyFoO7g1_M_4alXo-qYVJbzBWeiYX0XU05nSCVyabb/s320/IMG_8143.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">"silence" is the sound of cramponed boots crunching through the snow and gravel</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KUKcK1tHIiKUPQ9bVgHefoFrchBWXEk_UE8OjWegvss0MUxmmMiFGb8hxtdH_WfHE_5aZ9KY8Tyir6XcmKxs9z-1Jw9m10poDP2bcVaJfhxEC46ON0DrpI1LNlKZUK1oEGExszeoxW2s7TagyoHNUJlGppolVsEheM3Q6KSdIQGS_fcJe4txabau/s2375/theflats.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1677" data-original-width="2375" height="453" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_KUKcK1tHIiKUPQ9bVgHefoFrchBWXEk_UE8OjWegvss0MUxmmMiFGb8hxtdH_WfHE_5aZ9KY8Tyir6XcmKxs9z-1Jw9m10poDP2bcVaJfhxEC46ON0DrpI1LNlKZUK1oEGExszeoxW2s7TagyoHNUJlGppolVsEheM3Q6KSdIQGS_fcJe4txabau/w640-h453/theflats.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">More than 256 colors, so many browns-some I can't name.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">On paper, these colors are translucent. In the sky and on the ground they make sense...even if I don't know what they are called.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi-ePBGA4Fp4scykW2VTpnhnXKF73UEt3CD2ZvCGi5AgjwiAiqhLf623KoyFCTSZRGd1Crm9tHBtsqgrMnv-Y8qIDGkherSqvqrh4tAFmBF3k5WF6c4Xx1dNXtiO4sbw9i1oey7fIGLcp7SwAIizf66rZh7rwdoWWP9X-bbB2TWVA8TW8l7J58Goau/s1759/approachingthehill.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1102" data-original-width="1759" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi-ePBGA4Fp4scykW2VTpnhnXKF73UEt3CD2ZvCGi5AgjwiAiqhLf623KoyFCTSZRGd1Crm9tHBtsqgrMnv-Y8qIDGkherSqvqrh4tAFmBF3k5WF6c4Xx1dNXtiO4sbw9i1oey7fIGLcp7SwAIizf66rZh7rwdoWWP9X-bbB2TWVA8TW8l7J58Goau/w640-h400/approachingthehill.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Maxfield Parrish orange sky,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Hundreds of pin oaks,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Hand drawn, animated clouds,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Deep scarlet brambles still holding fruit</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZHcy8u5SVnvj6nfPCoHuDo2LmxJlihu5-JEEcsq_GtR3gYBZu4CIvQAZMYWaMSx4EKpNW5WdXsxtvRz0Ie5Tx-GQtuCJ_rgqWPBtOWdpN11-IT8e4wV23RpusfZI2bncYOCtk_j9kAE16MUDQYNNemeauFG2Haz0WH3ZKfFQrrMqrTPra7P7UeQe/s1800/steephill.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLZHcy8u5SVnvj6nfPCoHuDo2LmxJlihu5-JEEcsq_GtR3gYBZu4CIvQAZMYWaMSx4EKpNW5WdXsxtvRz0Ie5Tx-GQtuCJ_rgqWPBtOWdpN11-IT8e4wV23RpusfZI2bncYOCtk_j9kAE16MUDQYNNemeauFG2Haz0WH3ZKfFQrrMqrTPra7P7UeQe/w400-h300/steephill.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span>I loved being part of the silent herd. What a brea</span><span>k!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ALEpPWJT7HPzabyW8sB_cKdsSlghfBHdc8CSKcxFU90r78djCD4F-MpxO1CP7XSGIAsFFWIggQxd1ZYCQhI5k-BHbPDRSb5mPJ9UJnaRabXkMzUtTUbUi8GkzUn5pxN0f1X0Wp3Ts0Ww0Aw76nD5-te9dDUTiWWLEZLmyeXcYSd_3Wq_svnZs6vZ/s2000/hilltracks.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5ALEpPWJT7HPzabyW8sB_cKdsSlghfBHdc8CSKcxFU90r78djCD4F-MpxO1CP7XSGIAsFFWIggQxd1ZYCQhI5k-BHbPDRSb5mPJ9UJnaRabXkMzUtTUbUi8GkzUn5pxN0f1X0Wp3Ts0Ww0Aw76nD5-te9dDUTiWWLEZLmyeXcYSd_3Wq_svnZs6vZ/w480-h640/hilltracks.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">The snow revealed old labors.</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJK9KP4i1W__luChDU34kNcQRCAU_HwAP7bR6LKhFJEFtUY_jcygVOYCc43B6eXeEorLCfNYiAdV01uEQeERbyDbLlVStcXTiNozEZ7L2kVEoMt9pb8_ddBksXCebBVfsW53nfrCy-o102IsXp7Edwi_-D0B2iFcNQDVXNUwC0VVGMG3oW19kgtHIZ/s2400/spacedevenly.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="2400" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJK9KP4i1W__luChDU34kNcQRCAU_HwAP7bR6LKhFJEFtUY_jcygVOYCc43B6eXeEorLCfNYiAdV01uEQeERbyDbLlVStcXTiNozEZ7L2kVEoMt9pb8_ddBksXCebBVfsW53nfrCy-o102IsXp7Edwi_-D0B2iFcNQDVXNUwC0VVGMG3oW19kgtHIZ/w640-h480/spacedevenly.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: times; font-size: small; text-align: start;">Walking in winter at twilight is filled with extremes - extremely cold and windy, and extremely beautiful. The landscape was stark and magnificent as we walked into the setting sun.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: times; font-size: small; text-align: start;"> The colors were stunning, from watching the vibrant pink in the clouds change to deep purple, to the swaths of red and gold that were lit up by the setting sun. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: small; text-align: start;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-size: small; text-align: start;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACx7Bsme07F5TVot_fWKEP60wbop91bq69QDW4cRYiB9whg_zmH4E6EDfkslqqWHLo_BaHRhSSEiqKQnVoX_v6owwNrrK3E_lxhewqSt6QJqSCcVw-IkeiXeTufThdJhTeSE1rtLUWGZWx-IcFIs4fshqRbG5wIqmpU3bqxOcBvw8j1VzxEZcenRP/s2800/nowfacewest.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1619" data-original-width="2800" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgACx7Bsme07F5TVot_fWKEP60wbop91bq69QDW4cRYiB9whg_zmH4E6EDfkslqqWHLo_BaHRhSSEiqKQnVoX_v6owwNrrK3E_lxhewqSt6QJqSCcVw-IkeiXeTufThdJhTeSE1rtLUWGZWx-IcFIs4fshqRbG5wIqmpU3bqxOcBvw8j1VzxEZcenRP/w400-h231/nowfacewest.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">After spending the day playing video games of war, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">it's refreshing to walk silently and re-engage with my body.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMCs08gIvxZ5lc2yIXyiu3uDOOXtoA-xHiBgE8o22Z7JaCW0gr8GOIFooACbR0K3nxWCIdFvNU8RRFbRWEYQ3Qbst4yP7VLw22bJd9MbpB3RL-rj_taSDTbE3NPozki6Ii8nzqGX0DaaUkXAgjhVYKB-IpROMXryyToSVXJZPMaAybx3CmrfiLwRYx/s2175/cormorantcloud.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2175" data-original-width="1523" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMCs08gIvxZ5lc2yIXyiu3uDOOXtoA-xHiBgE8o22Z7JaCW0gr8GOIFooACbR0K3nxWCIdFvNU8RRFbRWEYQ3Qbst4yP7VLw22bJd9MbpB3RL-rj_taSDTbE3NPozki6Ii8nzqGX0DaaUkXAgjhVYKB-IpROMXryyToSVXJZPMaAybx3CmrfiLwRYx/w448-h640/cormorantcloud.JPG" width="448" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">The clouds stretched into vapor, no match for the wind.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tLwV-fPaawHeGxJ3et1XA10Vm0HQhZGbdn_FQ7I2oFjhiQYVMEfS1xGYg68ji8Cz7t6u-5h0lKjO_1iutEXzOE9KlLIt3w54MlFCiT31nb4Anqyq_fFiGkTV-isDlgWgADx_VSJTWvs9w-udmC6K0IkZEiLGFMj08BDz47ihavQc19SlPCif_GAs/s755/cattails.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="755" data-original-width="528" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_tLwV-fPaawHeGxJ3et1XA10Vm0HQhZGbdn_FQ7I2oFjhiQYVMEfS1xGYg68ji8Cz7t6u-5h0lKjO_1iutEXzOE9KlLIt3w54MlFCiT31nb4Anqyq_fFiGkTV-isDlgWgADx_VSJTWvs9w-udmC6K0IkZEiLGFMj08BDz47ihavQc19SlPCif_GAs/s320/cattails.jpg" width="224" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">cleansing</span></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnhJy0S5p7zT1dMGBn_IdgcWXuPdgmjFWpzya4cUkHRe5_0OhfEWLjOnCh7pFqfYSOzh9X2-QMoaNnSHJnmcvsqJN8s9J1VvWwAgXVvKNMhhpVh6zsfUxXlCs_bXee09LsZReJXOOUC_P2POas57jRYvAI-eDoj800YA0_a0Bd_3wOT0nrQokdrtl/s1800/sentries.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwnhJy0S5p7zT1dMGBn_IdgcWXuPdgmjFWpzya4cUkHRe5_0OhfEWLjOnCh7pFqfYSOzh9X2-QMoaNnSHJnmcvsqJN8s9J1VvWwAgXVvKNMhhpVh6zsfUxXlCs_bXee09LsZReJXOOUC_P2POas57jRYvAI-eDoj800YA0_a0Bd_3wOT0nrQokdrtl/w640-h480/sentries.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: times; text-align: start;">I loved the silhouette of the twin trees as we looked south and the dark line of woods at the end of our hike set against the hot pink sky, Jupiter high above.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRoxg9PsIh21O8gIuXddw1mQKVpfCF8iL32utTl778iehuk8utrNUDUJEM-Q845_qesEQzk9bmQ82bLBD7D-c_94yZHev6-Rpq9EGVdB7rSXWzrUTWbQ7e7-S2ZSWaHD273Cd8Uuf7zqzm4kBzmtOspf351ItuF5FRZkgKTT1ahMUCpZ0GT_dTVPxu/s1800/lastlight.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRoxg9PsIh21O8gIuXddw1mQKVpfCF8iL32utTl778iehuk8utrNUDUJEM-Q845_qesEQzk9bmQ82bLBD7D-c_94yZHev6-Rpq9EGVdB7rSXWzrUTWbQ7e7-S2ZSWaHD273Cd8Uuf7zqzm4kBzmtOspf351ItuF5FRZkgKTT1ahMUCpZ0GT_dTVPxu/w640-h480/lastlight.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">"A beauty of meaning, movement and radiance"</span></div><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Thanks to <b>Unison Arts,</b> especially <b>Faheem Haider</b> and<b> Ally Bell, </b>for their support of the<b> Silent Walks. </b> Thanks also to the <b>Open Space Institute</b> for preserving and protecting open spaces such as the River to Ridge Trail. This is year end appeal time, so please consider supporting the good work these organizations do!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMCU39CJtfKePUpj_gTSk4gaFxfsBANhISH1VJo6wEtrFYNDN0y14xfesgF1S__mafWk4yxKHBDg3P2TtIN_lF2PVFwM8_8OMWg5tbYhazAuSvoHv2xRaee8IORnAveAUHRSMnWoMyQoycJSgh4GkXLGJLVT_1oS7rPE8PCiw5H6nM91M6fBYM4q5a" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" data-original-height="395" data-original-width="1500" height="84" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiMCU39CJtfKePUpj_gTSk4gaFxfsBANhISH1VJo6wEtrFYNDN0y14xfesgF1S__mafWk4yxKHBDg3P2TtIN_lF2PVFwM8_8OMWg5tbYhazAuSvoHv2xRaee8IORnAveAUHRSMnWoMyQoycJSgh4GkXLGJLVT_1oS7rPE8PCiw5H6nM91M6fBYM4q5a" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Lastly, I offer sincere gratitude to the Silent Walk's silent photographer, Thom Munterich. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">Thanks for this lovely documentation!</span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGt4GLMMEE2X8jkTX1AG5dcc1RLDyT6EmUU8bETc9ESiRl9G4fRYW8QaQtbimd_5EIe2YPsQZuWvSikjycaUqKN_R9Qr12KD0l3bVXxbCP3Nqvu_9-8hYtud-QxyGWxCKNYc-75_v3-mSPIiGUhsIzXIitBfd2yeOJgjW5dxac_gU4Q1xmVcu3JZYv/s952/thomshadow.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="633" data-original-width="952" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGt4GLMMEE2X8jkTX1AG5dcc1RLDyT6EmUU8bETc9ESiRl9G4fRYW8QaQtbimd_5EIe2YPsQZuWvSikjycaUqKN_R9Qr12KD0l3bVXxbCP3Nqvu_9-8hYtud-QxyGWxCKNYc-75_v3-mSPIiGUhsIzXIitBfd2yeOJgjW5dxac_gU4Q1xmVcu3JZYv/s320/thomshadow.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p></div></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-5550147601735172022022-11-11T09:13:00.004-08:002022-12-20T14:11:56.615-08:00Blue Light, Blood Moon<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiimYnLfosLgKn0HjjjMqQg9nw7Pchk4YzikKUHeMRCmpn5A3GKbP-6CgPO7HKYIooWQLPG8Lm-vd5T5puFT9CAcMooYqwI6ZUxodcjOJlgE9DET4icblo2U7reUcG3mDF0NS91hH6TsY7suhKABCTnK2DIsZ5hvbVLvB7iSpSWMWbtlArd3nqGrZI/s889/giving%20theschpeel.JPG" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="667" data-original-width="889" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiimYnLfosLgKn0HjjjMqQg9nw7Pchk4YzikKUHeMRCmpn5A3GKbP-6CgPO7HKYIooWQLPG8Lm-vd5T5puFT9CAcMooYqwI6ZUxodcjOJlgE9DET4icblo2U7reUcG3mDF0NS91hH6TsY7suhKABCTnK2DIsZ5hvbVLvB7iSpSWMWbtlArd3nqGrZI/w400-h300/giving%20theschpeel.JPG" title=""stay with the group"" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><b>November's walk started in darkness </b>as clocks were turned back just 2 days before. Honestly, walking in the dark is the best part of the Silent Walks. Plus the moon sailed high in the sky, casting the tree shadows across our path in sharp, striped relief. We offered glow bracelets to those who wanted, which are the little dots of green or blue in the photos. The clear air and wash of blue-gray moonlight felt like walking through an old movie where the night scene is actually filmed during the day, dark and bright at once.<div><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>The forest was in focus but tinted to monochrome, </b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>better to perceive the ligh</b>t.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">What follows are the words offered by participants after the Walk finished. With the photographs, they intend to convey an idea of what the Walk was like. To be sure, they are markers of an experience, a way to jog the memory, but nothing compares to the full sensation of going on the Walk.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe_QjL4iFtWhuhDCA3qNpvjRsFoo6IBmv86zhbsydIgTRr6PtIxu8-ACCEz6c-FBF3d8G3ijc8hZnJBqeMjT90rrcpLBKmoeD2hl2HFGDKSghQ3ypCkL5psSIzSoIbYnyEEJfSwDkT7tbgCqA-TAfyH5uTgImSX0dWYDUk6W9Y3RDucIW723gQL5TX/s1800/enteringthequietzonenov.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe_QjL4iFtWhuhDCA3qNpvjRsFoo6IBmv86zhbsydIgTRr6PtIxu8-ACCEz6c-FBF3d8G3ijc8hZnJBqeMjT90rrcpLBKmoeD2hl2HFGDKSghQ3ypCkL5psSIzSoIbYnyEEJfSwDkT7tbgCqA-TAfyH5uTgImSX0dWYDUk6W9Y3RDucIW723gQL5TX/s320/enteringthequietzonenov.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Amazing...so peaceful, so refreshing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVOm-Xl2cdL-yw_Yyu6LZdYuQBkx4jCcY3P0cEDADz23kR9puH8tvVKvDRbY1Uo70LEd_c54tYNn1bBY_X9bQY_n4YlwBb3n8pjpW5gAX_8-dWLlwZf2Z0m1nSgQlrChuVOX4P_0lrupLd4pNhwUy1GG7VtjGOzCzisFtSWz_qlr3WgpZh2ZR6yCA-/s2016/UpRes_return_closeencounters.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVOm-Xl2cdL-yw_Yyu6LZdYuQBkx4jCcY3P0cEDADz23kR9puH8tvVKvDRbY1Uo70LEd_c54tYNn1bBY_X9bQY_n4YlwBb3n8pjpW5gAX_8-dWLlwZf2Z0m1nSgQlrChuVOX4P_0lrupLd4pNhwUy1GG7VtjGOzCzisFtSWz_qlr3WgpZh2ZR6yCA-/s2016/UpRes_return_closeencounters.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-F4PTmwpwLI68K8VjcqSXxrZjbMg6qZrELbqQKyBoL7_tVnedFjGcAVtXMZggcgkyBu7_cXbTo6biWV5BsmvlLbyf-LQDAAWviZC9SfWXQFWO94BvBkJNU7OWoraM88mWR-Tn86IX06SPi59GWhP1mMpIdcpcTGAZRjusWUCeaQc87rVJTEnfO9J/s1800/thruthetreesbegin.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1350" data-original-width="1800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig-F4PTmwpwLI68K8VjcqSXxrZjbMg6qZrELbqQKyBoL7_tVnedFjGcAVtXMZggcgkyBu7_cXbTo6biWV5BsmvlLbyf-LQDAAWviZC9SfWXQFWO94BvBkJNU7OWoraM88mWR-Tn86IX06SPi59GWhP1mMpIdcpcTGAZRjusWUCeaQc87rVJTEnfO9J/s320/thruthetreesbegin.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: black;"><br /></span> Gravity is much more present in the dark--feet connected to the earth, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">keeping me from falling.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3dGLqR_Rhc7fBv0_0QEcVeX7Qxa3S8irmga_Y4ikDnCEl_KmcUfgJZipz3T3kSKr_7ZzFqnuRxHzMUFrPy7FWOhXur0Mj0tRGMgpZQ_RlJOE5KnLEh7Xec8eecohX1seJ6qtT73vEKk_8DHSf6a2okuhSdLNFOs8W2Rk8GMM3b5F1c1YAbhkpBMnt/s2400/upthehill.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="2400" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3dGLqR_Rhc7fBv0_0QEcVeX7Qxa3S8irmga_Y4ikDnCEl_KmcUfgJZipz3T3kSKr_7ZzFqnuRxHzMUFrPy7FWOhXur0Mj0tRGMgpZQ_RlJOE5KnLEh7Xec8eecohX1seJ6qtT73vEKk_8DHSf6a2okuhSdLNFOs8W2Rk8GMM3b5F1c1YAbhkpBMnt/w400-h300/upthehill.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">With a closed mouth and an open mind, I felt </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">companionship</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">refreshed</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">compassion</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Jp4uCcxuxIHeI4E2h6pAK434sBHA_e-M3n30gzFRQpELTVnQlFlu2zvWwfVgiAjqbwJZYOJTgUfYoQm6Geh0BKMXio1vsALR32PJAWx566BpXxwcvpx0hBWUZVDz88o1q-vFJK8H13RbaT0kIve4l8vciI2eTju3TGF9uAisi66ZGIfmpuE7xaXp/s2016/IMG_7961.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2016" data-original-width="1512" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4Jp4uCcxuxIHeI4E2h6pAK434sBHA_e-M3n30gzFRQpELTVnQlFlu2zvWwfVgiAjqbwJZYOJTgUfYoQm6Geh0BKMXio1vsALR32PJAWx566BpXxwcvpx0hBWUZVDz88o1q-vFJK8H13RbaT0kIve4l8vciI2eTju3TGF9uAisi66ZGIfmpuE7xaXp/w300-h400/IMG_7961.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thoughts rolling around like marbles in my head, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">left over from the day</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*** </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x1lliihq x1s928wv xhkezso x1gmr53x x1cpjm7i x1fgarty x1943h6x xudqn12 x3x7a5m x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" dir="auto" lang="en">
What a profound experience to be walking in quiet community in the
moonlight in this place. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x1lliihq x1s928wv xhkezso x1gmr53x x1cpjm7i x1fgarty x1943h6x xudqn12 x3x7a5m x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" dir="auto" lang="en"> This one was so special. When we humans are
moving together, we vibrate differently. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x1lliihq x1s928wv xhkezso x1gmr53x x1cpjm7i x1fgarty x1943h6x xudqn12 x3x7a5m x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" dir="auto" lang="en">When we humans are silent we
hear so many other voices both inside and outside ourselves. </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="x193iq5w xeuugli x13faqbe x1vvkbs xlh3980 xvmahel x1n0sxbx x1lliihq x1s928wv xhkezso x1gmr53x x1cpjm7i x1fgarty x1943h6x xudqn12 x3x7a5m x6prxxf xvq8zen xo1l8bm xzsf02u" dir="auto" lang="en"> I felt
like the light and companionship were filling up my stores while
preparing me for the dark and inward-turning season.</span> <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgio9aljC435jlrVd-frDKhKZRQ1VO5w6VkEqkQS-oCbsa6kwqTq-Ek2l00c7J97DKGCKEQp7NOdCZqwmA3lotF7AMx6xYWqMLkQaC-MxDBHMxzgtquXXPl8dnRxi-QoqvNjeo4kgSEPE8CeDVRS13IDsYzgRIRYId3MaghGqhuVMwIx4xkUnf27wPP/s1976/banner.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="799" data-original-width="1976" height="129" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgio9aljC435jlrVd-frDKhKZRQ1VO5w6VkEqkQS-oCbsa6kwqTq-Ek2l00c7J97DKGCKEQp7NOdCZqwmA3lotF7AMx6xYWqMLkQaC-MxDBHMxzgtquXXPl8dnRxi-QoqvNjeo4kgSEPE8CeDVRS13IDsYzgRIRYId3MaghGqhuVMwIx4xkUnf27wPP/s320/banner.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The moonlight and wind, dancing a tango across the water.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I felt the breeze a moment before</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> the moonlight's sudden flash across the water, dazzled.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ0t3d70_T7pMHdgCp4e4G6vJRGdfGdVXiC5qULuTpymO0o04W_0PCHGSP6QhTZp4Iay7TWrQPjzM1ufloGNz0My6jon9_PDg9xhuLQm6DzjJRCOdpxoNEs9J9gRjcfnvO3CPW0gyFiT6XIMIgACRThBDUD9p8zoQlRvKcKIvpSiK1ya3IFp-OsrZ9/s2016/farshorealeck.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1512" data-original-width="2016" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ0t3d70_T7pMHdgCp4e4G6vJRGdfGdVXiC5qULuTpymO0o04W_0PCHGSP6QhTZp4Iay7TWrQPjzM1ufloGNz0My6jon9_PDg9xhuLQm6DzjJRCOdpxoNEs9J9gRjcfnvO3CPW0gyFiT6XIMIgACRThBDUD9p8zoQlRvKcKIvpSiK1ya3IFp-OsrZ9/s320/farshorealeck.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Diamond water, some kind of otherworld message--</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">felt love, universal peace</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdmfJ5jukESGWoEDBwHbDWkUyanWxMCJ_O7AK5GtXF1oKpuBltr2ubEw1kkCaXZTf_9jr8qLnOarDtM91wDwNoqDreWyPi8u3eXMMAolcEx0FEDaUBtIvgQNBznXIz32_rQQz5ch-az65IWQk0YmAphk9IrwqjQRHK_NIRTCzV2zj4KxEO709yIg3c/s1872/IMG_7988.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1872" data-original-width="1404" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdmfJ5jukESGWoEDBwHbDWkUyanWxMCJ_O7AK5GtXF1oKpuBltr2ubEw1kkCaXZTf_9jr8qLnOarDtM91wDwNoqDreWyPi8u3eXMMAolcEx0FEDaUBtIvgQNBznXIz32_rQQz5ch-az65IWQk0YmAphk9IrwqjQRHK_NIRTCzV2zj4KxEO709yIg3c/w480-h640/IMG_7988.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I had an excellent Silent Walk in the dark woods. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The most amazing part I noticed was the reflection of the full moon on the reservoir water.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> The water came to life!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thanking you from my heart.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As far in the woods as we were, the world never let go. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The ambience of civilization moved across the sky,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">danced with the wind, and road the darkness. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyoY1prDMUkkIMtVlmaQ0ro-MLAjY1Yxd75HHDDCUeDWlPIuhwcBdHeUfssWiekHNTf4DPjYYO-VV6d6dLs8Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The moonlight was very beautiful on the water. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It really looked like something was happening out there!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh968WAkCtzALpwis885DbQjCuIKcgQ6BM44YLaTOzNly7Ewb6kLGFa6Sof988iLura0YsvMVmWNR-IbZajISfDVDUgy10t31_CwNQAVnlWNOvoy7dBj-9ZmPY5QxNjcknPM3xg8bpMhKbszp4ug54gYH9Raqdc1xuDe-RUosF0RgfwLKjUsVDyflPE/s2016/upperres1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1512" data-original-width="2016" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh968WAkCtzALpwis885DbQjCuIKcgQ6BM44YLaTOzNly7Ewb6kLGFa6Sof988iLura0YsvMVmWNR-IbZajISfDVDUgy10t31_CwNQAVnlWNOvoy7dBj-9ZmPY5QxNjcknPM3xg8bpMhKbszp4ug54gYH9Raqdc1xuDe-RUosF0RgfwLKjUsVDyflPE/w640-h480/upperres1.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The magic moon</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyNmCC25ysf8XX9wrU67eMwzXWYwJLywtHCUW8jud8ic-8P--PlaKO8s69RFV645i-Ohd_8ruw47p8NFP3T4jcQYO20a8WPqonAIfvUnDPZMZ20fq6Fh708yXRMkA4mGdZFPyZnCcLdWT6XhI9EQrVVUgdVt_B-oJpf7tQHOXbec8gyLbG80qf40S/s1486/couple.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1322" data-original-width="1486" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeyNmCC25ysf8XX9wrU67eMwzXWYwJLywtHCUW8jud8ic-8P--PlaKO8s69RFV645i-Ohd_8ruw47p8NFP3T4jcQYO20a8WPqonAIfvUnDPZMZ20fq6Fh708yXRMkA4mGdZFPyZnCcLdWT6XhI9EQrVVUgdVt_B-oJpf7tQHOXbec8gyLbG80qf40S/s320/couple.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Moonlight--like forest lamplight magic</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVOm-Xl2cdL-yw_Yyu6LZdYuQBkx4jCcY3P0cEDADz23kR9puH8tvVKvDRbY1Uo70LEd_c54tYNn1bBY_X9bQY_n4YlwBb3n8pjpW5gAX_8-dWLlwZf2Z0m1nSgQlrChuVOX4P_0lrupLd4pNhwUy1GG7VtjGOzCzisFtSWz_qlr3WgpZh2ZR6yCA-/s2016/UpRes_return_closeencounters.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2016" data-original-width="1512" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVOm-Xl2cdL-yw_Yyu6LZdYuQBkx4jCcY3P0cEDADz23kR9puH8tvVKvDRbY1Uo70LEd_c54tYNn1bBY_X9bQY_n4YlwBb3n8pjpW5gAX_8-dWLlwZf2Z0m1nSgQlrChuVOX4P_0lrupLd4pNhwUy1GG7VtjGOzCzisFtSWz_qlr3WgpZh2ZR6yCA-/w480-h640/UpRes_return_closeencounters.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wind on the water,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Shadows from the moonlight.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The Silent Walks offer sincere thanks to Black Rock Forest,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> a living laboratory of research and education. Their work helps to preserve the Hudson Highlands environmental legacy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b>Please support Black Rock Forest by becoming a </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/donate/" target="_blank">Friend of the Forest</a>.</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Special thanks to Brienne Cliadakis, Susanne Vondrak, Aaron Culotta, Matt Brady, and retiring executive director, Bill Schuster, PhD. </div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY8zJjLtHY7OIZGWDFifmwfFyc03Ch0gaqJPKvRiJlw5l7SH7x7kkzmvpPKgrAhDpy9f99S2jIgMR0LYHzBpDLSKwL0hmkNNWXkFgthfcQdgnRGqxcyrAlr_CGDjiMYvqlWNjdxcSns3JdNBCghq6MkY4jFC4tJE5wYUr1edp5vJn2egyynQITyfHG/s253/BRF%20CURRENT%20Logo_2018_reduced%20(3)-2%20copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="245" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhY8zJjLtHY7OIZGWDFifmwfFyc03Ch0gaqJPKvRiJlw5l7SH7x7kkzmvpPKgrAhDpy9f99S2jIgMR0LYHzBpDLSKwL0hmkNNWXkFgthfcQdgnRGqxcyrAlr_CGDjiMYvqlWNjdxcSns3JdNBCghq6MkY4jFC4tJE5wYUr1edp5vJn2egyynQITyfHG/s1600/BRF%20CURRENT%20Logo_2018_reduced%20(3)-2%20copy.jpg" width="245" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">***</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My enduring gratitude to</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> the Silent Walks photographer, Thom Munterich. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm6B_OqWf1c11bgtegA9ufdO6m3Uo_29E9rLGkZ_AQYUK6Eh6r7MVnOgAGQgwBT8kqJQMMvHILrOdLjWhUK6ryRgValBfrOGUJX8tudfN_k2iw724cK3lBFfWVnUww3LNdTJdC8JeTP88A0iHm2gMSg572dsqKxJOZD-pTdqv0onzT8HpInKhZpMLy/s640/thomshadow.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm6B_OqWf1c11bgtegA9ufdO6m3Uo_29E9rLGkZ_AQYUK6Eh6r7MVnOgAGQgwBT8kqJQMMvHILrOdLjWhUK6ryRgValBfrOGUJX8tudfN_k2iw724cK3lBFfWVnUww3LNdTJdC8JeTP88A0iHm2gMSg572dsqKxJOZD-pTdqv0onzT8HpInKhZpMLy/s320/thomshadow.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***</div><br /><br /><p></p><p> </p></div></div></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-13225226725654713152022-06-18T14:53:00.011-07:002022-06-19T04:27:32.472-07:00The Sounds and the Silence<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjatSOpvReBXN94zo6L0s8Rou5TPoGeH01Jl63o9JVbEhBQU7Axrg7fJzvdUqjl25uYpXwf89zv_aY6asEfb0K7RQI1pLf2iLNoKdRsHgmE-UWLVFoh6ZtQbD6pAhBOtwuJJ_QSltD8JY9-qgfwQylArdALcAll86bB7kCtVY60_mDCS5uyg4ogUWRv/s2409/AleckMeadowReservior.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1052" data-original-width="2409" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjatSOpvReBXN94zo6L0s8Rou5TPoGeH01Jl63o9JVbEhBQU7Axrg7fJzvdUqjl25uYpXwf89zv_aY6asEfb0K7RQI1pLf2iLNoKdRsHgmE-UWLVFoh6ZtQbD6pAhBOtwuJJ_QSltD8JY9-qgfwQylArdALcAll86bB7kCtVY60_mDCS5uyg4ogUWRv/w640-h280/AleckMeadowReservior.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">In <i>Arctic Dreams</i>, Barry Lopez suggests a way to experience a wild place " <span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;">...to approach with an uncalculating mind, with an attitude
of regard. To try to sense the range and variety of its expression—its weather
and colors and animals. And to be alert for its openings, for that moment when
something sacred reveals itself within the mundane, and you know the land knows
you are there.” </span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;">On this June evening at Black Rock Forest, we each translated the mundane into the sacred in our own way, if at all. Yet this is very much the ethos of the Silent Walks. <b>At our best, we let go of expectation and adopt an "attitude of regard."</b> </span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;">The
still air let the water offer a perfect reflection of trees, laurel
and sky. No breeze meant a clarion chorus of frogs, birds, and
bugs--including a deafening gray tree frog at Aleck Meadow and later a
delightful barred owl. Starting with evening sun, we had the whole walk to
observe the fading light, the green deepening to black, the lost
contours. At the end, June's strawberry moon rose in a haze of yellow,
casting our shadows to guide us back. </span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Thank you to everyone who walked and watched and listened and shared. </b>A special thanks this month to Diana Mangaser, Director of Ann Street Gallery, for her enthusiastic support of linking this Silent Walk with my installation for the <a href="https://annstreetgallery.org/upcoming" target="_blank">1x1x1</a>. It was wonderful to have some Ann Street friends on the walk!<br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: arial;">The following are brief impressions shared by several walkers and photographic documentation. Click any image to enlarge, and check out the short video for sounds. <b>To be sure, nothing compares to the consciously aesthetic experience of being part of the landscape.</b> Join us! </span><br /></span></span></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></span></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPdthVDS7M3HOMeD0FyKpYZ1dEm_7Zh0Pn5gQeymM2A3D_DTjRUTqTx43ncY7xFJ0jspO3ex-_zUHzl4ciDBMBBd3ePk0GQmUHOpBMFY85jIglYwiTFH87Veaan-QSupGFETroRJEuswK8u_OxDGqmMlB77r_-baBfsYNVGZd2ZS-Lz94Ah2E55AJn/s2000/thecrowdbeforethequiet.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1653" data-original-width="2000" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPdthVDS7M3HOMeD0FyKpYZ1dEm_7Zh0Pn5gQeymM2A3D_DTjRUTqTx43ncY7xFJ0jspO3ex-_zUHzl4ciDBMBBd3ePk0GQmUHOpBMFY85jIglYwiTFH87Veaan-QSupGFETroRJEuswK8u_OxDGqmMlB77r_-baBfsYNVGZd2ZS-Lz94Ah2E55AJn/s320/thecrowdbeforethequiet.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Entering the quiet zone<br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZplTgbEpCqbLdRPbERFYkP09KCyJDYZBG0wmkd-tReZcDoxh0eSYxWqLJ7dQs0DTm9iAe3_kSORhvqp-Nr4pg08TGQdD9uqeoPWjhZc54VB82NINZcWqm8Hxk2VW6ug8Qf7TOpV1vyDp_zIsQ4yln1tO_B0WmpQ7Qbb_yGAhLSRWegoyNGP09U3lk/s2000/theroad.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZplTgbEpCqbLdRPbERFYkP09KCyJDYZBG0wmkd-tReZcDoxh0eSYxWqLJ7dQs0DTm9iAe3_kSORhvqp-Nr4pg08TGQdD9uqeoPWjhZc54VB82NINZcWqm8Hxk2VW6ug8Qf7TOpV1vyDp_zIsQ4yln1tO_B0WmpQ7Qbb_yGAhLSRWegoyNGP09U3lk/w320-h240/theroad.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span>Silent walking, meditating on what? Footsteps, frogs, owls, silence....beauty</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVHJNsF8fJ3oQFkTDnlPiRk-zEL2N1-6xebD1g4m208xwbGalvXU2vQ-4lEOkENasX1wwYD29Tuzh3DFAU7_YhnsP53M20g1JNBsreR-di4kFVym-86BD14QgvLHNrt8UlRJ5Fp9TcUA7EznqDuv_fJ9-1pnd4fcrmGI2pH8A1C1Bs4OndaLEUUxUv/s2000/earlyupperresv2.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="2000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVHJNsF8fJ3oQFkTDnlPiRk-zEL2N1-6xebD1g4m208xwbGalvXU2vQ-4lEOkENasX1wwYD29Tuzh3DFAU7_YhnsP53M20g1JNBsreR-di4kFVym-86BD14QgvLHNrt8UlRJ5Fp9TcUA7EznqDuv_fJ9-1pnd4fcrmGI2pH8A1C1Bs4OndaLEUUxUv/w320-h320/earlyupperresv2.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"> Every step an intention, falling behind the head, two swallows dance above the water.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Dbqr1Rc-URsmOZMAks6JAr8zoKfTEWaoxN4PyfvUiMW-6tLvooVfhIQwzGyyNvNj2ZG0WruY53SBOzxVi406o_qzBmAebemGSwsLVt-idBEZ6fgbrRGdf2D-65bSSlhIGy2WM-COFcDocltCgQpSy6ILhFDGDnbRtLUWr7NIdAuSzfDsDSAySxtO/s2000/partridgeberry.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_Dbqr1Rc-URsmOZMAks6JAr8zoKfTEWaoxN4PyfvUiMW-6tLvooVfhIQwzGyyNvNj2ZG0WruY53SBOzxVi406o_qzBmAebemGSwsLVt-idBEZ6fgbrRGdf2D-65bSSlhIGy2WM-COFcDocltCgQpSy6ILhFDGDnbRtLUWr7NIdAuSzfDsDSAySxtO/w300-h400/partridgeberry.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-family: arial;">This Silent Walk was so peaceful. There were so many moments where I became very introspective, but the sounds of nature would bring me back to the present moment.</span><br /> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMyN_HN6qZ-Ns8Zsg1ZB_EIZ9bvFfjLzv8_vAzGq5Hb8Nqj3eP8f7wvI0eb_j0F77nO4Mbpb7z7Lo-yNEpT0zo3uEEVqTDWDM3L-fsx-z_y5rltzC-0mesbxgu2u5tUyfW5E-ME1X0fupdqnJcg1NU4dl0sZ4Nz9vmmIWqdA7jgJeaGlc3Dy-Zzqz-/s1639/shos.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="834" data-original-width="1639" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMyN_HN6qZ-Ns8Zsg1ZB_EIZ9bvFfjLzv8_vAzGq5Hb8Nqj3eP8f7wvI0eb_j0F77nO4Mbpb7z7Lo-yNEpT0zo3uEEVqTDWDM3L-fsx-z_y5rltzC-0mesbxgu2u5tUyfW5E-ME1X0fupdqnJcg1NU4dl0sZ4Nz9vmmIWqdA7jgJeaGlc3Dy-Zzqz-/w400-h204/shos.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">It was wonderful to just listen to all the noises. Usually, I am rushing when I am here, but this was an opportunity to just be.</span><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgsPAnyBf8cH45otHsR3SvZDo2C6fhG9O2oIsV8Jw4ZbM142Y2EDucEQD3lU01utXfsw1ZCV5cheITJK-2kSzdhkC4UKMGE8Oq-IXuu89KZ1_Wli4LOvBAPbNEiriDbg80lxVOtC_x4ptrK90hugfDZLvUtyBTjTDz6UKiRoo9iE4VpoOatB7-JS0/s2300/greenwoods.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1082" data-original-width="2300" height="189" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgsPAnyBf8cH45otHsR3SvZDo2C6fhG9O2oIsV8Jw4ZbM142Y2EDucEQD3lU01utXfsw1ZCV5cheITJK-2kSzdhkC4UKMGE8Oq-IXuu89KZ1_Wli4LOvBAPbNEiriDbg80lxVOtC_x4ptrK90hugfDZLvUtyBTjTDz6UKiRoo9iE4VpoOatB7-JS0/w400-h189/greenwoods.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ethereality--an experience that was both other worldly and right in the moment. </div><div style="text-align: center;">One symphony of sight and sound.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjel6L6fUMV-ivSWsHWXiXuL5RinbFQ9OLRK5Du0-1EAFXjHhS84qryLh7ELcBXf6Ei6zH1YaTBshfEBJITpJ-bjHjH-VnRNs-mRpOeJqoyvhQTTOS0VllInLDwOF0CPx6ctMxdwR7Czf6Uyw9DOaunP1bqHkynFGojME-JLUnuR6AglVgGTP69Ug_y/s3893/walkingandlooking.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2203" data-original-width="3893" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjel6L6fUMV-ivSWsHWXiXuL5RinbFQ9OLRK5Du0-1EAFXjHhS84qryLh7ELcBXf6Ei6zH1YaTBshfEBJITpJ-bjHjH-VnRNs-mRpOeJqoyvhQTTOS0VllInLDwOF0CPx6ctMxdwR7Czf6Uyw9DOaunP1bqHkynFGojME-JLUnuR6AglVgGTP69Ug_y/w400-h226/walkingandlooking.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Humbling to hear the chorus of so many creatures' songs--they are all around--and we are insignificant.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPHdjmnHWiCUc-2E2fAUaflix6lnbpFW6sw7A5zUAwRTxXICAOsSXhsnqsLwRULHquIu7xMWDYgQzDa_Ej0uaVac0Ts7-25CBpyny7LwtTQFyZTV-xsnlqpxpYk56bgJFiJPolnTDAcs59w7_TffQLFQMCkRhYGlxuCV_x9_A0CKQ7vqhMKvKvARAO/s2300/laurelbanks.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1725" data-original-width="2300" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPHdjmnHWiCUc-2E2fAUaflix6lnbpFW6sw7A5zUAwRTxXICAOsSXhsnqsLwRULHquIu7xMWDYgQzDa_Ej0uaVac0Ts7-25CBpyny7LwtTQFyZTV-xsnlqpxpYk56bgJFiJPolnTDAcs59w7_TffQLFQMCkRhYGlxuCV_x9_A0CKQ7vqhMKvKvARAO/w400-h300/laurelbanks.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div></span></span><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span>Reflections of flowers and trees, rippling</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh56UMCTLpH6scT9oyiug3v7vgzjZ5UpnINFXtPce8ANBdtMPUryvZD5c92nxAcMywIi9nK6zjLtUgA9p8EgVx63hUDs_0Ay-9tvNkILSUJ4XtruGhoTqnl7gbKQVqhskydEMKqsp1tU967fwyuxdiGtt218gfFlSyKYSTGZr5D01nFwRtA7SmxfZfb/s2300/leavingaleckmeadowdark.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1725" data-original-width="2300" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh56UMCTLpH6scT9oyiug3v7vgzjZ5UpnINFXtPce8ANBdtMPUryvZD5c92nxAcMywIi9nK6zjLtUgA9p8EgVx63hUDs_0Ay-9tvNkILSUJ4XtruGhoTqnl7gbKQVqhskydEMKqsp1tU967fwyuxdiGtt218gfFlSyKYSTGZr5D01nFwRtA7SmxfZfb/w400-h300/leavingaleckmeadowdark.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">perfect lively silence</div><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ApCTw9RhYb-f7AxPwt7OdhG9Wa7bIBeX9FnJXACBWgIaJwyD0zLhA0MjDpu9HOmNQCXeK0SK_FMS9hh6xymDfluupIXBmRgnKCAwEr7IxQb1gH45PrBjCAr17H5C22oGt_1krF01_yWfd0T5BTo_uuUMHLJm8pb8fiBeW1mX900lhJKcknhHdd8H/s1931/diandlyn.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1931" data-original-width="1851" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ApCTw9RhYb-f7AxPwt7OdhG9Wa7bIBeX9FnJXACBWgIaJwyD0zLhA0MjDpu9HOmNQCXeK0SK_FMS9hh6xymDfluupIXBmRgnKCAwEr7IxQb1gH45PrBjCAr17H5C22oGt_1krF01_yWfd0T5BTo_uuUMHLJm8pb8fiBeW1mX900lhJKcknhHdd8H/w384-h400/diandlyn.jpeg" width="384" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="color: black; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lovely to watch the transition from evening to night <i>and </i>I saw a strawberry beneath the strawberry moon!</span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1443" data-original-width="2000" height="231" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS6UF8_4uF83IZA-jACbAMRU-HvzuvpQT2YWt-_ELifTDbdTDP3yYU2JWaa2h2w4aXymWTYyzkhPYiuOTA5FNhTZBRYXS5KF6tL4OIwXpYAOhZe_geYZwqk1i_Ql2t-ZOU9nEgboQlOO2goWqcV2qoxnLXhdc8fTc3pYK2v2a2OyRmSg_bgENx0zP0/s320/strawmoon.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I couldn't tear myself away from the moon! Loved seeing huge rocks split by tree roots.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="370" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/1hyMSgSAvY8" width="445" youtube-src-id="1hyMSgSAvY8"></iframe></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Black Rock Forest is such a special place. Thank you to the many people who work hard to make it the hallmark of advancing scientific understanding of the natural world through research, education, and conservation. My particular thanks to Brienne Cliadakis, Susanne Vondrak, and Aaron Culotta for their support of the Silent Walks.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/donate/" target="_blank">Become a friend of the forest</a>!</span><br /></p><p><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; 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font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black; font-family: Calibri; font-size: 20pt; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; language: en-US; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-color-index: 13; mso-fareast-font-family: Calibri; mso-style-textfill-fill-alpha: 100.0%; mso-style-textfill-fill-color: black; mso-style-textfill-fill-themecolor: dark1; mso-style-textfill-type: solid; text-transform: none;"><span style="font-size: small;">Special thanks to Emmett Munterich, the photographer for this month's walk. </span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</p></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-78948772016884532792021-10-31T11:55:00.038-07:002021-11-01T03:28:57.507-07:00A Nocturne for October <div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmejnPJvu0tuGMQq48VY5ZtnJ2GbvCdX-k5xL4gcoPLUjCY0qvAZGvejRkK6LiUFCrU7Xz88Pr1kXxWnFLDQpvLD3bTrxM-4DQcm7rL5L43HWz7V5FaB0XbWTXDgHDwxxrCxQNljzCBU/s1904/cropmoon.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="569" data-original-width="1904" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmejnPJvu0tuGMQq48VY5ZtnJ2GbvCdX-k5xL4gcoPLUjCY0qvAZGvejRkK6LiUFCrU7Xz88Pr1kXxWnFLDQpvLD3bTrxM-4DQcm7rL5L43HWz7V5FaB0XbWTXDgHDwxxrCxQNljzCBU/w640-h192/cropmoon.jpg" width="640" /></a></span></div> <br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><p style="text-align: center;"> <b>How lucky we were having a Silent Walk on this perfect October night. </b>We added this because we wanted a Silent Walk in the fall, different but consistent with the spring. The evening sounds and smells, and especially the moon rise, gave us a chance to recalibrate to forest time.<br /></p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp9tI_G_XSHd84-wJqBnGwCB0G-yfjR_Gui0nImwWJNd4K0W-9ZWf-rnKvpk4la2Z1PJJVuYVNLJowcwcj9KE0TLnwdHTY-OrsBI_rRFtKDXcLWbFVOswOJHRdSnaZ56WeqMkd9duSAEM/s1992/Thecheckinchat.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1056" data-original-width="1992" height="170" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp9tI_G_XSHd84-wJqBnGwCB0G-yfjR_Gui0nImwWJNd4K0W-9ZWf-rnKvpk4la2Z1PJJVuYVNLJowcwcj9KE0TLnwdHTY-OrsBI_rRFtKDXcLWbFVOswOJHRdSnaZ56WeqMkd9duSAEM/s320/Thecheckinchat.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">checking in<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> The light was already fading as people arrived. We started in near total darkness, and witnessed a shy moon finally rise above the clouds. Walking tonight was moving through an impressionist's nocturne. Every edge was blurred, every color a soft glow. Pungent smells of decay, the constant rasp of katydids, and too many airplanes revealed the industry around us. We contain multitudes.</p><div style="text-align: center;"> The following are photographs taken by the Silent Walk photographer, Thom Munterich. Included with them are comments written by several of the participants. They offer a sense of the experience, but nothing compares to going on the walk.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF0kfCFjHmWFWS6nJpOQ-ufxgjvQ4Gac15qzaDOaE-djdKZ_bKXB6cfEt8PbMpsgetXhq0-a758iYVwaPMKdid5wf5menBY2SFHBtgRibEC1KtmjiCVfr8f87G_BDvN3VqEKvr3KZ5kkg/s1397/jupiteratthefirststop.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1333" data-original-width="1397" height="381" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF0kfCFjHmWFWS6nJpOQ-ufxgjvQ4Gac15qzaDOaE-djdKZ_bKXB6cfEt8PbMpsgetXhq0-a758iYVwaPMKdid5wf5menBY2SFHBtgRibEC1KtmjiCVfr8f87G_BDvN3VqEKvr3KZ5kkg/w400-h381/jupiteratthefirststop.jpg" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jupiter above us</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Every time my head said, "Where am I?"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">my feet said, "Right here."<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyyykGu6h4j8o4ufNw2yjfuSN63bbN8sBPzY6gGFEWsCvV1Xppr7NLgZq7-gvcg9CYxi9WGwLjPhZU6AeIEZw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Watching the moon clear the horizon made me weep involuntarily. The beauty had to be acknowledged. It was hard to turn away and continue walking.<br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1fj0YOu5dNoaYj7EJPoerTS5OoLiXtrVUbquV5h_rNm_5UYuFRFhQPxJeacauxP4hRCg6jeuwyAtUS0hb0ErZXm4WveUzlOZbJb7K762o7iCg_0iZ0Oj5da14RQeCDAwc7OFhWZvFp34/s1761/moonrise1_oct21.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1761" data-original-width="1497" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1fj0YOu5dNoaYj7EJPoerTS5OoLiXtrVUbquV5h_rNm_5UYuFRFhQPxJeacauxP4hRCg6jeuwyAtUS0hb0ErZXm4WveUzlOZbJb7K762o7iCg_0iZ0Oj5da14RQeCDAwc7OFhWZvFp34/w340-h400/moonrise1_oct21.jpg" width="340" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">With my eyes adjusted to the dark, when the moon rose...for a second it seemed as bright as the sun.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><p style="text-align: center;">A curious beaver at Aleck Meadow quietly swam over to check us out, then
slowly swam away, giving us a thin white wake to follow across the
water's glass. Not so the beaver at the Upper Reservoir, who startled me with each slap. Takes all kinds, I guess. <br /></p></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg7FsqNznmg4gu9Ah3brAfnbuxffQ897wPfTZSg2PwPErzbwc8uTr4Brmq7kT8cWgND_lmdCAJpasDT4etHl67tNFOIb4Sk09q8swGV_KFoPiCmV8Jnqg9G-x9qXL6kbYU6U7wkyFEuyI/s1280/NightatAleckMeadow_octsw.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhg7FsqNznmg4gu9Ah3brAfnbuxffQ897wPfTZSg2PwPErzbwc8uTr4Brmq7kT8cWgND_lmdCAJpasDT4etHl67tNFOIb4Sk09q8swGV_KFoPiCmV8Jnqg9G-x9qXL6kbYU6U7wkyFEuyI/w263-h351/NightatAleckMeadow_octsw.jpg" width="263" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span>On the Silent Walk, I notice the transition between thinking and sensing. </span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span>I noticed: How the air moves over the surface of the skin, the pockets of warmth, the smell of still water, how air thickens, the thin layers of fear and bravery when I walked by myself, how time moves differently in the woods</span>. </span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;">I was silent but never quiet.</span></span></p></div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg764XNNkm3eTR_cNrQRDVfgjmMX1vo4McBPZaRPN01NXEUniBfbteWdvmehMsQYVvVIz-IR8TVAGemJHLLvlr0pa55-YG1OEhLOvQFRDpwL3ZJX44-ARB_YKMmf_6zJ18EpR_b4Lh2UOk/s1537/Silhouetteandmoon.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1537" data-original-width="1494" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg764XNNkm3eTR_cNrQRDVfgjmMX1vo4McBPZaRPN01NXEUniBfbteWdvmehMsQYVvVIz-IR8TVAGemJHLLvlr0pa55-YG1OEhLOvQFRDpwL3ZJX44-ARB_YKMmf_6zJ18EpR_b4Lh2UOk/s320/Silhouetteandmoon.jpg" width="311" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p> At first it was like watching a stage curtained, a slow reveal, a patient audience; and then it was like watching, waiting for a lover to disrobe, full of anticipation, and once revealed, you couldn't look away.</p></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgnAEzVq1Qz2Iyrfh9_0CY4psDftUERK4JZrMEJ7nJQQCjmX2Xy5ye_9f7V98yl7QhIOsnJXL_DFyn_TOQ66nimm28XKrQqpjxx4kPJeeHqNXXQK1ANzgNtbEt3e1Y-ttTPwJ9Lz3L_E0/s1772/starscloudsandlight_octsw.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1491" data-original-width="1772" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgnAEzVq1Qz2Iyrfh9_0CY4psDftUERK4JZrMEJ7nJQQCjmX2Xy5ye_9f7V98yl7QhIOsnJXL_DFyn_TOQ66nimm28XKrQqpjxx4kPJeeHqNXXQK1ANzgNtbEt3e1Y-ttTPwJ9Lz3L_E0/w434-h269/starscloudsandlight_octsw.jpg" width="434" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">What hit me so hard at first-the various walks (of human history)</span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> and </span></span></span></span></p><div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">All the ways in which we walk</span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></span></span></p></div><div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To our death</span></span></span></span></p></div><div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">To live/nomadic at first</span></span></span></span></p></div><div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">For pleasure</span></span></span></span></p></div><div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In exhaustion</span></span></span></span></p></div><div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">In unison</span></span></span></span></p></div><div><p><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span id="docs-internal-guid-e04bc791-7fff-6694-a898-32ed9638e6bf" style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Alone </span></span></span></span></p></div><br /></div></div><div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyiNWRJzvVBJCgBeHgEKyw2IonFCh9fdjbgA4FVjVE0HjQp09jPNGpNeajkOhxfBy1HhbxY-lBYg907NYfYrw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">Katydids made the walk different than the spring.</p><p style="text-align: center;">I liked the feeling of different textures underfoot. <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Beautiful, peeking moon.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDFrE_r21z-7hMSWY-79qhZAid0h413mJdMhlY8Se-L48YPuDQom5e-zf_BjEUsMHOTsi3n-bM89YxBo5TguOc_p67k4Qhb1Bi9S1k7NBDZDTgRlD9Zy4Qj-7ScsjGu1YfoSHHT2pW9LI/s2016/flashonthepath_octsw.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2016" data-original-width="1512" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDFrE_r21z-7hMSWY-79qhZAid0h413mJdMhlY8Se-L48YPuDQom5e-zf_BjEUsMHOTsi3n-bM89YxBo5TguOc_p67k4Qhb1Bi9S1k7NBDZDTgRlD9Zy4Qj-7ScsjGu1YfoSHHT2pW9LI/s320/flashonthepath_octsw.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;">Magical walk in the dark! Can't believe how much you can see. The trees were silver!</p><p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s253/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="245" height="253" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s0/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" width="245" /></a></div> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Thanks once a again to <b><a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/" target="_blank">Black Rock Forest</a></b> for supporting <b>The Silent Walks</b>. Special thanks to Brienne Cliadakis, Susanne Vondrak, Aaron Culotta, Angie Patterson and Matt Brady for all the ways your work has helped the forest and those (like me) who love it. </p><p style="text-align: center;">Please support Black Rock Forest by becoming a<b> <a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/donate/" target="_blank">member</a></b>. <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p><br /></p></div></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-39794965179617244432021-06-29T13:08:00.014-07:002021-07-03T13:02:20.001-07:00June: The Dark Walk<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_5K6M3sd8XMTwzHhKuiM4xlzZzAXYuI_mbXZuzVDOVrc2w6hdSfFvPYtJSmWUF0PkiGnEyaE7R3Rt77eFzlp8Z27HIkPQJviYVXOpSy78hoFkqnCv7jEo-ghbPv_kPwunpQo_dqwHDEc/s2048/5silhouettesagainst+the+sky_upperres.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2048" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_5K6M3sd8XMTwzHhKuiM4xlzZzAXYuI_mbXZuzVDOVrc2w6hdSfFvPYtJSmWUF0PkiGnEyaE7R3Rt77eFzlp8Z27HIkPQJviYVXOpSy78hoFkqnCv7jEo-ghbPv_kPwunpQo_dqwHDEc/w640-h480/5silhouettesagainst+the+sky_upperres.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"> <b>The final Silent Walk of my residency at Black Rock Forest</b> brought together the usual suspects of artists, nature-lovers, and the curious. At least 5 of the 23 were first time walkers, but we felt like old friends, chatting and laughing to get it out of our systems before starting. </p><p style="text-align: center;"> We then walked together released from conversation, and like herd
animals, only paid attention to each other's movements. The forest drew our focus.<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> Along with the meditative calm one might expect, the walks require patience. To be still for so long takes self control, but offers a chance to notice the subtlety of the night--a turtle's head peeping up from the water, the circular flight of mayflies, the fading silhouette of trees on the far shore. <b>We are left with the memory of what we noticed, an aesthetic frame unique to each person.</b><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"> On this June night, the evening breeze kicked up texture on the water and carried bullfrog calls across the Upper Reservoir. Even though we missed the super moon, our late start meant we walked in the primordial thrill of near total darkness. Once finished, we drank a toast to Black Rock Forest, the end of the residency, and the Silent Walks. <b>I am truly grateful for everyone who participated and for the pristine landscape we witnessed together. <br /></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"> Participants have the option of writing brief thoughts about the walk, which are shared here along with photographs and videos taken by the Silent Walks photographer, Thom Munterich. Click on a photo to enlarge.<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGyI8aFoT-asP9_ez86E7RPcw3aJsARculFcEm2CP352qaeWG94waHnV_gi-FYYOHz9qFopcOwaVSSGks0pLXJsAKDisPCcM3VpOL5_vEQNEC0FMS_Z5Ge6G1WhpErSMEI_62JE6WFkM/s1330/1waitingtobegin.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="999" data-original-width="1330" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWGyI8aFoT-asP9_ez86E7RPcw3aJsARculFcEm2CP352qaeWG94waHnV_gi-FYYOHz9qFopcOwaVSSGks0pLXJsAKDisPCcM3VpOL5_vEQNEC0FMS_Z5Ge6G1WhpErSMEI_62JE6WFkM/s320/1waitingtobegin.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">waiting for everyone to arrive<br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQ562vsQ2c-e_xPqE2GVBvAmX7vph0vEUU5NW1-ZAvp7NEacqClqivzk1_jdt30iqna8LxPobDv7H4GwIJctu_c9s_dvazBqmOSIU-NY0Plds_L_SzLp1eknOIksXcvnJBXXiA7nKJ1c/s1500/3sunblaze.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1124" data-original-width="1500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQQ562vsQ2c-e_xPqE2GVBvAmX7vph0vEUU5NW1-ZAvp7NEacqClqivzk1_jdt30iqna8LxPobDv7H4GwIJctu_c9s_dvazBqmOSIU-NY0Plds_L_SzLp1eknOIksXcvnJBXXiA7nKJ1c/s320/3sunblaze.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">I loved seeing the last of the sunlight filter through the trees.<br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnFxyX-umeXurakf3zzRJBXPKquOcSMuC1tgkTkaY_LhTxQ2r8GZEb0LNJkQNL24wXCINsjAhCdc2V1vAz_E4CLfJ4Qt_bl6vEXL_dzzAwhQ_rgPSrVm9azL60oBIcJ8C10V8p1EfFfk/s1500/2orangefungus.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1124" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnFxyX-umeXurakf3zzRJBXPKquOcSMuC1tgkTkaY_LhTxQ2r8GZEb0LNJkQNL24wXCINsjAhCdc2V1vAz_E4CLfJ4Qt_bl6vEXL_dzzAwhQ_rgPSrVm9azL60oBIcJ8C10V8p1EfFfk/s320/2orangefungus.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Since this was my third walk, I noticed some things I hadn't before,
like the low water level, and the abundant greenery along the road.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGjcZiPtgWJY6UYQ4cczE6S10OXZTWrn-ajbRazJzL35OLFWgcc1_Y7Ui0z656uLt3_6PuSDOKLTO3kJZ9Cjyz09o6l0hfmJY3s_7YIBnt7Ur52RXpJDkUZ7G2QE91YDQplTyvDRMMPE/s1312/3whitehat_towardaleckmeadow.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1312" data-original-width="1098" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBGjcZiPtgWJY6UYQ4cczE6S10OXZTWrn-ajbRazJzL35OLFWgcc1_Y7Ui0z656uLt3_6PuSDOKLTO3kJZ9Cjyz09o6l0hfmJY3s_7YIBnt7Ur52RXpJDkUZ7G2QE91YDQplTyvDRMMPE/s320/3whitehat_towardaleckmeadow.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">toward Aleck Meadow<br /></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Last bits of sunlight on leaves as we started out,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fallen, deteriorated trees with sharp branch remains pointing upward,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sounds emanating from the woods across the lake,</div><div style="text-align: center;">A flight of fireflies on the walk back,</div><div style="text-align: center;">Champagne and chocolate.<br /></div><div><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyDUA10pebZYkTJtfxCuv_lywiQV7aphb2c7eIzoxZkgPPJIahWXx7-S4UZGmB_qadEcvSRrDyjcWWZXfkONl3tsTRbOEfGL4O0aDrzQ6y5PguRDL6NZFa6FHkLUv2j_pX-NGkqcdMl2c/s1280/3chestnutoak.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyDUA10pebZYkTJtfxCuv_lywiQV7aphb2c7eIzoxZkgPPJIahWXx7-S4UZGmB_qadEcvSRrDyjcWWZXfkONl3tsTRbOEfGL4O0aDrzQ6y5PguRDL6NZFa6FHkLUv2j_pX-NGkqcdMl2c/s320/3chestnutoak.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">chestnut oak (thanks, Angie)<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpyBJYIFhra5b9uqr5i3l7zV5IlQVfMGsJSj5AcmKOVuaZKUZ2EQ7cZjjR72HNnHB_hYgDbXDk1Wb0k3pfth-1GfuFeyGskUAGBsWInVqvGO6PRk3L6wWZAcMNRHzYfYKcUWgU_L4qyhk/s1280/4abstractedwater.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="835" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpyBJYIFhra5b9uqr5i3l7zV5IlQVfMGsJSj5AcmKOVuaZKUZ2EQ7cZjjR72HNnHB_hYgDbXDk1Wb0k3pfth-1GfuFeyGskUAGBsWInVqvGO6PRk3L6wWZAcMNRHzYfYKcUWgU_L4qyhk/w418-h640/4abstractedwater.jpg" width="418" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the color of water<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">My favorite part tonight was all the sounds--birds on the way up and frogs and insects on the way down. </p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzumtRn0ZhIR2ZU51Be8J7HMXS5dG6P0CqdjmEOOyi-u5prUhfuEfd1sBfxZoRgbbBYIa11npBZeMT1cVd6eA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: small;"> One thing that struck me was the abundance of birdsong that
accompanied us on our walk as it was in stark contrast to our silence
and much easier to hear and enjoy because of our silence. When we
stopped, I watched the subtle color changes across the sky and hypnotic
waves of water. As we walked back through the dusky light, I noticed the
contrast of tree trunks that had changed from pale purple to deep
purple as the sun disappeared.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="662" data-original-width="1493" height="142" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM39IZqC0JWZ0s-9jA1Ag0XE_qApQT69qbHrtESmOMLFU4YzKf7jIy2yFiNvp9PwkBU7O4zCCudKP5aFdWckbTIniKRhNJi0HX7WgK_NkiEo-JUbK-0JmvMrJLfBlGb1DAAlyHe9HMxzQ/w320-h142/ricklookingout.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">I enjoyed listening to birds, bugs, frogs, wind, and the crunch of our feet.<br /></div><div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9V9uZ1nfugsitkl9vyiyodvme7Rl816cb1nNtlQ0DQVnje5fyywvmTaA-qTmrNDSqQgJ-Y5AdYk6XXihvylN9XAe1Xt_Bvy9ETqgHIz3bsXC5ke6wzx84brzc1td3YXO_h8_OuQLBm_E/s1052/skystriped.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1052" data-original-width="444" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9V9uZ1nfugsitkl9vyiyodvme7Rl816cb1nNtlQ0DQVnje5fyywvmTaA-qTmrNDSqQgJ-Y5AdYk6XXihvylN9XAe1Xt_Bvy9ETqgHIz3bsXC5ke6wzx84brzc1td3YXO_h8_OuQLBm_E/w270-h640/skystriped.jpg" width="270" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">My thoughts rising and falling like breath, getting lost in the movement of the water. <br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEbz1l8BKo457vVtk7a6nfi_QeTYH39V2fqZb0VddiRvaupdYioeFTlGYO8EVT_q_-mAp_rm6PR9avam5j5RPcX77Mw8ofK3TtCi3m15MbDxPVLWYuj0Ji-bHkOU45AV8NZBRX1vvkXw/s2048/5thereturninthedark_whiteshirts.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1535" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcEbz1l8BKo457vVtk7a6nfi_QeTYH39V2fqZb0VddiRvaupdYioeFTlGYO8EVT_q_-mAp_rm6PR9avam5j5RPcX77Mw8ofK3TtCi3m15MbDxPVLWYuj0Ji-bHkOU45AV8NZBRX1vvkXw/w300-h400/5thereturninthedark_whiteshirts.jpg" width="300" /></a><span style="font-family: times; font-size: small;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p><span style="font-family: times; font-size: small;"> The forest in the dark-so cool! <br /></span></p></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times;">*** </span> <br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s253/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s0/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> I sincerely thank the staff of <b>Black Rock Forest</b> for their support, advice, and professionalism throughout my residency, especially Brienne Cliadakis, Suzanne Vondrak, Aaron Culotta, and Matt Brady. </p><p style="text-align: center;">Black Rock Forest is a living laboratory for field-based research and
education, encompassing native terrestrial and aquatic ecosystems that
are increasingly rare in the region. Interested in supporting the scientific understanding of the natural world through research, education and conservation? </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Become a <a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/donate" target="_blank">Friend of the Forest</a>.</b></p></div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">*** <br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">One more thing....<br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy67weXEOR2cAU_A6eRkj03_mb2GBG2nI69eyqeIy1Mwf8L8RVCN8TLKZmCd7v_X1jWLLcaUcwKB2coPlVbsKMKh3qFYTbzoaGb7TGolDoy-NDXr87nbpm_tMd1KSiU0U2fIZJuHlogAU/s1280/6rare.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="949" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy67weXEOR2cAU_A6eRkj03_mb2GBG2nI69eyqeIy1Mwf8L8RVCN8TLKZmCd7v_X1jWLLcaUcwKB2coPlVbsKMKh3qFYTbzoaGb7TGolDoy-NDXr87nbpm_tMd1KSiU0U2fIZJuHlogAU/s320/6rare.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Special thanks to Thom Munterich, the Silent Walks photographer and the oh-so-important "sweeper." He accomplished both tasks with his characteristic thoroughness and calm.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><div><p><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /></div></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-68475181512126258492021-05-30T16:21:00.003-07:002021-06-29T13:09:04.211-07:00The Color and Canopy of May<p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhweSw1WQK7n3S4deVTdVURImrNnu3M7C9Grv3KzQGzSeWM2Bx-FWhlNpkR0T7D5eFEhHLvUnAH0-qrbO2hV45O_8-R4pu07rdKHV3yUDz0vWJIIm9Ned4WOAS9d1zRjscIjwKLVzRLZeE/s1280/introductions.jpg"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhweSw1WQK7n3S4deVTdVURImrNnu3M7C9Grv3KzQGzSeWM2Bx-FWhlNpkR0T7D5eFEhHLvUnAH0-qrbO2hV45O_8-R4pu07rdKHV3yUDz0vWJIIm9Ned4WOAS9d1zRjscIjwKLVzRLZeE/s320/introductions.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"> <b>Even with a late start, we still had plenty of light</b> to guide us through much of the Silent Walk. The noticeable differences since April were twofold. First, the trees had fully leafed out, creating corridors of deep green filtered with the slanting red light of the sunset. Their shadows darkened the forest path, adding a sense of privacy within the canopy. Each time we emerged from the trees the light had changed--from the clarity of a late spring evening to the softened ember glow of sunset to the lost contours of darkness. <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"> The other noticeable difference signaled changes outside the forest. The coming holiday weekend and the long awaited opportunity for people to travel added airplane and road traffic to the evening sounds. Lucky for us, the frogs, birds and insects made themselves heard.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;"> Thank you to everyone who came out tonight! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;"><b>Our walking with deliberate attention to all the forest offers is where the art happens. </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;"> Several participants shared written comments, included below. Thanks to our photographers, Thom and Abby Munterich. Click on a photo to enlarge. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;">The photographs and videos provide a reminder of what it was like, but nothing compares to being there! Please join us for the final Silent Walk on June 24. Registration is through the <a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/events" target="_blank">Black Rock Forest events</a> page.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-left: 40px; text-align: center;"><b>*** </b> </div><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYnc_8Mc8Gd6EkBjOhQHY80zbaFX8o8BIi7jE_LqYEf-VBtUyC8MZg0IAnjc2ThMj49uMMaBnivv8KqtYMgQmhR26OGfaq315xBfoeuUorTiiRgcC4GsMLxL23-kp71eV-kpZG7vApR8Q/s2000/walkingup.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1499" data-original-width="2000" height="371" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYnc_8Mc8Gd6EkBjOhQHY80zbaFX8o8BIi7jE_LqYEf-VBtUyC8MZg0IAnjc2ThMj49uMMaBnivv8KqtYMgQmhR26OGfaq315xBfoeuUorTiiRgcC4GsMLxL23-kp71eV-kpZG7vApR8Q/w495-h371/walkingup.jpg" width="495" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> It felt like a meditation and altered my consciousness. Everything became a work of art, and I loved watching the colors shift and change in the sky.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijZaMEbkSVe-LzYa2arrjusBhMOmh1MGRaSIL17knyuBKzjwq8_MZph4RxVPnNshWIYSvQUOGiVQGS_UWxOCxpyb0j8w8CnmPBQkCIUVLpeXJ9WxYlCiv4oF_2S-tGMPAkMmKRHlrG-TA/s2048/socialdistance.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1322" data-original-width="2048" height="259" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijZaMEbkSVe-LzYa2arrjusBhMOmh1MGRaSIL17knyuBKzjwq8_MZph4RxVPnNshWIYSvQUOGiVQGS_UWxOCxpyb0j8w8CnmPBQkCIUVLpeXJ9WxYlCiv4oF_2S-tGMPAkMmKRHlrG-TA/w400-h259/socialdistance.jpeg" width="400" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'll take evening bird and frog song over keening of trains any day----soothes the soul.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Profound Experience! Shimmering, perceptual magic!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzJBmu_ivLmSoeL7uxC0jCmXm5oYDrgWlsO-2gnvv_TONJxK2gFJyqMBJc2IW4Vkz4oW1QWOHJtr4I9gs5vyQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div></div>Sounds and silence</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOrDBRbR47oOlPKdWGBbnN7gNbfauJxinNFbCYbms1A3zE6VipcOvzo6kHc4j59jn_eCdtXtJPGorOrb8dcFCHadpyCrhjPcN7O9OmtQjDKdY8gZ7L8ARhhLpTctzjLSrutaxun-7CqwU/s2048/sisters.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1535" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOrDBRbR47oOlPKdWGBbnN7gNbfauJxinNFbCYbms1A3zE6VipcOvzo6kHc4j59jn_eCdtXtJPGorOrb8dcFCHadpyCrhjPcN7O9OmtQjDKdY8gZ7L8ARhhLpTctzjLSrutaxun-7CqwU/s320/sisters.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Observing nature in silence was beautiful and peaceful</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicyzaijhCm4ij0_eiilpfSnm70BRdImpCz_uDi2PRFusvu9yVfRrwwV8tUTswHDcmJda7DMQZ9XtmZrHhGApNkawW59ZK51QC0gOAe2oDItVhY3d8H1EiLH5A-Cxpe8ySP-kHz3pnC8UQ/s2048/kateatthewater.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicyzaijhCm4ij0_eiilpfSnm70BRdImpCz_uDi2PRFusvu9yVfRrwwV8tUTswHDcmJda7DMQZ9XtmZrHhGApNkawW59ZK51QC0gOAe2oDItVhY3d8H1EiLH5A-Cxpe8ySP-kHz3pnC8UQ/w480-h640/kateatthewater.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">peaceful meditative magical transition memories</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAoVpkXeMGmcVCaZ3WVKCr9TkAotAsd_WOh8X0ff6Wt_p2e2bNkc1cA1LRCc8eZI2IR8bAhiexW-wqx7BduEankTzXYH3v8ytt3uPIM6wJva1rtJ_n6GBLoVred9FoiItoi2DhyoFsh-s/s2000/thegivingtree.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1494" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAoVpkXeMGmcVCaZ3WVKCr9TkAotAsd_WOh8X0ff6Wt_p2e2bNkc1cA1LRCc8eZI2IR8bAhiexW-wqx7BduEankTzXYH3v8ytt3uPIM6wJva1rtJ_n6GBLoVred9FoiItoi2DhyoFsh-s/s320/thegivingtree.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The most stunning visuals appear dead even though they held the most life <br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx2qwpI2ijQzG9rKBqssd7QemjZ0eAHW9962cON046R4LCxG_yIOPxLTugpQGfP7_rwgRFnUN32gM91xU5MGA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">How do you paint a sound? The pink in the sky mirrored in the spillway, like the silence made me see what I wouldn't otherwise see.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieC6J9b8Dy76G4Wqxna5TReh-F1UB9jO8-MRYz0VJasUTP_ejdV5SlzV1wY10F8uTujOyHEuf5GVUDX5MbjNOKgc_20vWAQ8xDaBERkcyFSUG35NKgStqPMmNJeVH9nNjb5bhMZe6I6Ug/s2000/curiositygoesbothways.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieC6J9b8Dy76G4Wqxna5TReh-F1UB9jO8-MRYz0VJasUTP_ejdV5SlzV1wY10F8uTujOyHEuf5GVUDX5MbjNOKgc_20vWAQ8xDaBERkcyFSUG35NKgStqPMmNJeVH9nNjb5bhMZe6I6Ug/w300-h400/curiositygoesbothways.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wonder what happened to the duck that walked down the spillway with the other standing guard?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7tqcLKt8kNkqkCHAlhLA9J1MDEbtn74PC68z7YWX-mWDJx0zw3yDpgX75WamWBvv8AxGRvpeiURnir7dtUaNzCB3a17gwazB2ISlR6QtixyBFxUAWL6h8yq8iU8e2lAspOUVDRzNrZ2k/s2000/ripples.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2000" data-original-width="1500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7tqcLKt8kNkqkCHAlhLA9J1MDEbtn74PC68z7YWX-mWDJx0zw3yDpgX75WamWBvv8AxGRvpeiURnir7dtUaNzCB3a17gwazB2ISlR6QtixyBFxUAWL6h8yq8iU8e2lAspOUVDRzNrZ2k/w480-h640/ripples.jpeg" width="480" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The sounds were amazing! For me, not talking made me see less and hear more.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-UDVDiIAWkRHSwWrEbBf8VptHAqMCO_lKnODeOnPgOW7mS7EdswU159l97uvRdRxjIfjglaji20lN5UfdvolMULz4x0A9HqhXdgudwWIqSaOB_cn-sLE5QQ_CevSEh92btRy3Umzbfbg/s2048/backdownthehill.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1535" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-UDVDiIAWkRHSwWrEbBf8VptHAqMCO_lKnODeOnPgOW7mS7EdswU159l97uvRdRxjIfjglaji20lN5UfdvolMULz4x0A9HqhXdgudwWIqSaOB_cn-sLE5QQ_CevSEh92btRy3Umzbfbg/s320/backdownthehill.jpg" /></a></div>There is no single haiku</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">to express the joy</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">of the wonder of nature</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipDcrN1uHg9jN26LAo-gUy2J8Qq-hUBohnNR2pGSM6Q7P6OtRFaTb-DIluX5_X6kTL62ca9JD3lJya1OKblbjRWVuAxJZGfDHS-EAHG_2OtZ7myK7zX6Wr4-fvf05zlxMWbXEzP5hyphenhyphenccw/s2048/lastlookatthewater.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1535" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipDcrN1uHg9jN26LAo-gUy2J8Qq-hUBohnNR2pGSM6Q7P6OtRFaTb-DIluX5_X6kTL62ca9JD3lJya1OKblbjRWVuAxJZGfDHS-EAHG_2OtZ7myK7zX6Wr4-fvf05zlxMWbXEzP5hyphenhyphenccw/s320/lastlookatthewater.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Every hike is unique! This time I saw Venus come into view over the upper reservoir.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">***</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When the birdsong stopped, the frog-song started!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMBvy_h85KCC1wzdKoqjKK0zsOqv1Hrb5kSel_xkEvCY3MwpkOs1Ep-S3O0qMRfVqMqMrCmEIOJzo5zZBjACHPe8U7UGT1B7D5Zd9wowm7qoHnY4kt49W7bNNJfqwxe49b5DJSsegsQo/s1280/millipede.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixMBvy_h85KCC1wzdKoqjKK0zsOqv1Hrb5kSel_xkEvCY3MwpkOs1Ep-S3O0qMRfVqMqMrCmEIOJzo5zZBjACHPe8U7UGT1B7D5Zd9wowm7qoHnY4kt49W7bNNJfqwxe49b5DJSsegsQo/s320/millipede.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">millipede season</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><b><br /> Thanks to the staff of Black Rock Forest </b>for their support of the Silent Walks, especially Brienne Cliadakis, Suzanne Vondrak, Aaron Culotta, and Matt Brady. <b>Support BRF by becoming a member!</b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b> </b><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Interested in what else I have been doing during this residency? Please join me for a virtual <b>Artist's Talk</b> on June 22 at 1pm. Sign up through the <a href="https://www.blackrockforest.org/events">Black Rock Forest events page</a>.<br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s253/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s0/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" /></a></div><br /> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-44929120095732282622021-04-28T08:38:00.006-07:002021-06-29T13:09:24.840-07:00 Pink Moon<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrsJhysDx5aQVU_VOpyWiyPrbG7tK1HGMu_-KuWIxVGw0_cjo1EFQm4HnG2PqRRc2pKRyo3kQdVwd5NpcPcEzoG3Eo59coNuwh-q_Adikrs-AnZE3t7L8ggAuRCy6yfYIF7ydxR7VrbX0/s1707/thelightedpath.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1707" data-original-width="1280" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrsJhysDx5aQVU_VOpyWiyPrbG7tK1HGMu_-KuWIxVGw0_cjo1EFQm4HnG2PqRRc2pKRyo3kQdVwd5NpcPcEzoG3Eo59coNuwh-q_Adikrs-AnZE3t7L8ggAuRCy6yfYIF7ydxR7VrbX0/w300-h400/thelightedpath.jpeg" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"> During the second Silent Walk on the Full Moon at Black Rock Forest, the leaves were only just starting to emerge from their buds. <b>April's green was not yet gold, but no worries. The moon was <a href="https://www.space.com/super-pink-moon-supermoon-rises-april-2021" target="_blank">pink</a>. </b> </p><p style="text-align: center;"> Once in the woods, the trees provided shelter from the chill breeze, and the low sun set their branches on fire. Peepers, a few water thrushes, and one very relaxed duck kept us company. It was an hour of shifting color, from the spectrum sunset to the intense glow of the year's first super moon. By turns their shadows and light marked our path.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>Thank you to everyone who walked and witnessed.</b><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">The following are optional comments offered by some of the participants<b> </b>along with photographs taken during the walk. These serve as reminders, but nothing beats the actual experience. Join us! Reserve a space in the May 26 Silent Walk through the BRF <a href="https://www.eventbrite.com/e/may-26-silent-walk-on-the-full-moon-with-jackie-skrzynski-tickets-146499839965" target="_blank">events page</a>.<br /><b></b></p><p><b> </b><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieNPhoE5G25qDCQB0lIJiC5dHoJ7M_jl5vkY-1aQ45_oDv74lLBc_C0fqZCEiZUC_f2-gFdC_VuPqelELUKsBU9lfbjBl6_n_wnWcsadZxq1ZCnNvrqFrOwWFv5d8w_jEf2EGAL7jkPJU/s1685/Treeinshadowandlight.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1685" data-original-width="1147" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieNPhoE5G25qDCQB0lIJiC5dHoJ7M_jl5vkY-1aQ45_oDv74lLBc_C0fqZCEiZUC_f2-gFdC_VuPqelELUKsBU9lfbjBl6_n_wnWcsadZxq1ZCnNvrqFrOwWFv5d8w_jEf2EGAL7jkPJU/s320/Treeinshadowandlight.jpg" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">I was amazed by all the different ways light interacted with the environment. From the sun highlighting the tops of the trees, the light like fireworks on the water, the sunset reflected on the mountains, to that super bright moon! </p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMEAHXQXzjEcz0uUFTTg9jw0NEthwFhhq4ET-pkXKfsFEOXscXc4nPZ_SZ1j_b4wGRxoC0LOgGyudLmnvapLrEmZusCHdShIvWpUouVvsDDb1EFDX8riUU5GidmQ46NqIK_1OJCCc05wc/s1280/serviceberries.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMEAHXQXzjEcz0uUFTTg9jw0NEthwFhhq4ET-pkXKfsFEOXscXc4nPZ_SZ1j_b4wGRxoC0LOgGyudLmnvapLrEmZusCHdShIvWpUouVvsDDb1EFDX8riUU5GidmQ46NqIK_1OJCCc05wc/s320/serviceberries.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Shadbush/Serviceberry blossoms along the path<br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJgR-2SRwm3nsJzKAV7wRub1ywG4RmdVjSWhAUKegkGCAt-KW3TlX7M_E-HQ_6ECPut0gtSq697tmOkmXKwTsf22EM2pdv-oYflDF4t8muUF5KSpWVTZUDYuOnVzfKrg1LeR49nejSxs/s1280/treesilhouettes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirJgR-2SRwm3nsJzKAV7wRub1ywG4RmdVjSWhAUKegkGCAt-KW3TlX7M_E-HQ_6ECPut0gtSq697tmOkmXKwTsf22EM2pdv-oYflDF4t8muUF5KSpWVTZUDYuOnVzfKrg1LeR49nejSxs/s320/treesilhouettes.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">The sunset to the left and the moonrise to the right--no words<br /></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbPziBWcrCHp3tQQEjZmdI7_SZ-FG4TyWWP3YCaSGU2JCvUZfHuQSCSE2fBEWyD66XxMTXdFf9wXU1qtHMBxE-sTn0oEopq8BibR02NnqEVN__sRKt3gZQvi_W9pJDDO0oIB17RxuNwPM/s1399/treestar.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1399" data-original-width="1280" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbPziBWcrCHp3tQQEjZmdI7_SZ-FG4TyWWP3YCaSGU2JCvUZfHuQSCSE2fBEWyD66XxMTXdFf9wXU1qtHMBxE-sTn0oEopq8BibR02NnqEVN__sRKt3gZQvi_W9pJDDO0oIB17RxuNwPM/s320/treestar.jpeg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Textured "tree star"</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p style="text-align: center;">The experience made me feel at one with nature and the group. It made me appreciate the wonder nature provides us and how we have a responsibility to take care of it.<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTtxZm6J4ZHPSXOvSCE3qgjVeLR8GT3XhuQbx6xd2ceE7UUwKccOXFN2NRiCRInDRTlq6niZpq7nkbtfkNesORf7QlFUGpKXlaT5kFabGipCXZq8yzcbyBz8YCEtQS0ya4O988Bdaie-Q/s1908/shawl.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1666" data-original-width="1908" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTtxZm6J4ZHPSXOvSCE3qgjVeLR8GT3XhuQbx6xd2ceE7UUwKccOXFN2NRiCRInDRTlq6niZpq7nkbtfkNesORf7QlFUGpKXlaT5kFabGipCXZq8yzcbyBz8YCEtQS0ya4O988Bdaie-Q/s320/shawl.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">It was a wonderful to take a moment to be inspired and connect with nature and my mind.</p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOSs-jYt7UcN_g4vTIelQy36THKL8U1JTHzNmuZFKQ0Vm1RTeRHttHCZnh9FJNg-19cctUIQ0WJja8RAkyUuYrZMLISnoNTXtZ6bwI_wjslbIGI0oMqLmfUfPT1txg0rzbFb5lmntg7k/s1280/alonetogether.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="577" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXOSs-jYt7UcN_g4vTIelQy36THKL8U1JTHzNmuZFKQ0Vm1RTeRHttHCZnh9FJNg-19cctUIQ0WJja8RAkyUuYrZMLISnoNTXtZ6bwI_wjslbIGI0oMqLmfUfPT1txg0rzbFb5lmntg7k/s320/alonetogether.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> We were alone and together.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBuiLkpuVMPzVrOR6fJsSiAtrDOp_AOWVL4FBCiraazCFpbLlwcIzv7GdSIdC-rJZyXmiX0vnGTnX0QhjBqavoDQGCUB-s7m0u4KZSfa7o5HCC43L4gJ2-7wa52P1fJ_J9r2IT55h2kH0/s1280/returning.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1047" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBuiLkpuVMPzVrOR6fJsSiAtrDOp_AOWVL4FBCiraazCFpbLlwcIzv7GdSIdC-rJZyXmiX0vnGTnX0QhjBqavoDQGCUB-s7m0u4KZSfa7o5HCC43L4gJ2-7wa52P1fJ_J9r2IT55h2kH0/s320/returning.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Because we were silent, I really noticed the distant highway, birdsong, and the breeze as it approached.<br /></p><div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCyIvgY4GuZrvgUkgjf9DzUCVZsdbg3h9py6xKbz0POL9AD1vGqX0FoSTPjuN7zxXhBg9dRn9EGlP3g_hMK1rCSFXJy7LCMtmt09k4Mp7TMFlIfZBMw9PO5kXaQLCbitQkIDJocgll6ko/s1280/earlypinkmoon.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="532" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCyIvgY4GuZrvgUkgjf9DzUCVZsdbg3h9py6xKbz0POL9AD1vGqX0FoSTPjuN7zxXhBg9dRn9EGlP3g_hMK1rCSFXJy7LCMtmt09k4Mp7TMFlIfZBMw9PO5kXaQLCbitQkIDJocgll6ko/s320/earlypinkmoon.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">MOON SHADOWS<br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*** <br /></div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> My sincere thanks once again to the amazing staff at Black
Rock Forest, especially Brienne Cliadakis, Susanne Vondrak, Aaron
Culotta, and Matt Brady. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Interested in supporting a nearly 4000 acre living laboratory of research and education? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Become a <a href="https://app.etapestry.com/onlineforms/BlackRockForestConsortiumI/donations-1-1-1.html" target="_blank">Friend of the Forest</a>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s253/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="245" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Zrfjlb39vnSd3k8E7bASUI_VI16Lzn-jJ1WMZifpAsOygJMoBZmBN0Ml3u7PDbsmP_dhz9sCxwCQl9m-ZdcXL9zD-ccAcwbQemv4YpfaBSSPXInQFqWZjtjUgrVQhVmNkAl7CFaNlgQ/s0/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced+%25283%2529-2+copy.jpg" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTmu2S4taRB-2mUJ6hJ5ySmv380dtQJwNZ2rRs9P0tPHVI1V25Gia7VxdTuSX0X-IquDNJfvYHj_yazP-EChyphenhyphenLnsSBjmEL6zbzm0-4OIoQHYwQP7mhKbVK3P51kzo7kPUx5iPKcODYZkQ/s1280/phantomphotographer.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="840" data-original-width="1280" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTmu2S4taRB-2mUJ6hJ5ySmv380dtQJwNZ2rRs9P0tPHVI1V25Gia7VxdTuSX0X-IquDNJfvYHj_yazP-EChyphenhyphenLnsSBjmEL6zbzm0-4OIoQHYwQP7mhKbVK3P51kzo7kPUx5iPKcODYZkQ/w320-h210/phantomphotographer.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Thanks as always to the Silent Walks photographer, Thom Munterich. </span></span></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br /></span></td></tr></tbody></table></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-85308442504146236292021-03-30T11:55:00.014-07:002021-04-14T07:14:00.666-07:00Silent Walks on the FULL Moon at Black Rock Forest: The Clear Light of March<div><p></p><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b> </b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQnWux8Ctfw6vK2Ui1OQzurAsoxuPn3DywQfxk7snhMOQwO0hA6YjFWbAidFHK31XAJLXd7YhSTLMwIzbQ63b6uOdn8_ffQYXE0XLX46ZsLHUE9jfoiZjz45KkQ7D2NU1kyILsJ8YN0zs/s2000/upperreservoirlight.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQnWux8Ctfw6vK2Ui1OQzurAsoxuPn3DywQfxk7snhMOQwO0hA6YjFWbAidFHK31XAJLXd7YhSTLMwIzbQ63b6uOdn8_ffQYXE0XLX46ZsLHUE9jfoiZjz45KkQ7D2NU1kyILsJ8YN0zs/w640-h480/upperreservoirlight.jpeg" width="640" /></a> <br /></b></p><p><b>Last night</b> 17 people participated in the first of three Silent Walks on the FULL Moon at Black Rock Forest. After the wind and rain of the previous days, we welcomed a chilly, clear evening. We moved through the twilight with deliberate silence. As the light
faded, our senses opened to attune to the smallest shifts of
perception--smell, sound, sight, and we became aware of <i>these</i> woods on <i>this</i> night.<br /></p><p>Ripples of life under the water's surface, the wind made visible as a luminous shimmer across the reservoir, the echoes of geese, and of course, the loud slapping of the beavers, were magical, but they did not happen for us. We simply were able to bear witness. In fact, the forest's indifference to our presence felt like grace.<br /></p><p>At the end of the walk, participants had the option of writing a few words about the experience. They are included below. Photographs are inadequate, but we offer them as a reminder of what it was like. My thanks to Thom Munterich for documenting this and all the Silent Walks. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>My sincerest thanks to Black Rock Forest, especially Brienne Cliadakis, Aaron Culotta, Susanne Vondrak, and Matt Brady. </b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbdSj9koTk6XP4ijccyrFdJCkjRfJVdVgjNEXiv3kSDrmlwF9GKrPylXzmT-gfCcrSCLpHZ9a7nDWoy4Zx4hSoca9J1rTNV9OW3cNilHRC7nnaowqeTeu9oM5I_LLJE5Rlmyp6s_Umpwo/s253/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="253" data-original-width="246" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbdSj9koTk6XP4ijccyrFdJCkjRfJVdVgjNEXiv3kSDrmlwF9GKrPylXzmT-gfCcrSCLpHZ9a7nDWoy4Zx4hSoca9J1rTNV9OW3cNilHRC7nnaowqeTeu9oM5I_LLJE5Rlmyp6s_Umpwo/w194-h200/BRF+CURRENT+Logo_2018_reduced.jpg" width="194" /></a></div><b><br /> </b><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b>*** <br /></b></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKzoYCa3kZp9Ib5DPOLRxHjqNo3V-8mMjlHr6TfmIsz5HqgHe2Dqxiza3e8oQ7Ndx8xprFcHRrYjEblSTPu6CI7kDviI_kujlSlOSYA7nD9HLGPjTVUMJHnQpmoKhPQU8AO_e97pd6_Cg/s1280/enteringthequietzone.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1022" data-original-width="1280" height="289" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKzoYCa3kZp9Ib5DPOLRxHjqNo3V-8mMjlHr6TfmIsz5HqgHe2Dqxiza3e8oQ7Ndx8xprFcHRrYjEblSTPu6CI7kDviI_kujlSlOSYA7nD9HLGPjTVUMJHnQpmoKhPQU8AO_e97pd6_Cg/w361-h289/enteringthequietzone.jpeg" title="Entering the Quiet Zone" width="361" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Entering the Quiet Zone</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><p></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">So Calming. Love the changes in light and sound. Perfect time of day for transitions.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgexQfByWMUOjffWWVtEJ8hyqFVP255I70QyalAfVB_fZXA7ptHHODT8fccUrECEIS8XY3Ii37Gvf3b1qxyosGuo1lJ1nJj_E25j3MMdf4GMuTmhtNpZ1r7I_0RrOb2MB8AELLvHY-uios/s1280/startingout.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="635" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgexQfByWMUOjffWWVtEJ8hyqFVP255I70QyalAfVB_fZXA7ptHHODT8fccUrECEIS8XY3Ii37Gvf3b1qxyosGuo1lJ1nJj_E25j3MMdf4GMuTmhtNpZ1r7I_0RrOb2MB8AELLvHY-uios/w199-h400/startingout.jpeg" width="199" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">I love Black Rock at dusk. Great light and peaceful.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzvtD5Bu3RcUMDokLZWtEmFOFze6SccxkJFM-7qTQ0gXmU0_9UpY_c_XQKclA8zKt01xCdB6wUFeSHt-Rqsdg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> <br /></p><p></p><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">The beavers were awesome, slapping their tails. Not talking was weird but great. It was like meditation. Cool to see the stars so bright. It was great to be in the woods in the dark and not feel afraid. Loved it!<br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUGtuS-jOApBSPKscGAnWoooaL802r8jVzAprxd5obVdXrILKVyw8Z_aGOn1zLKJF7B2MDjv2JjC8LWzrENGdrsJFU8SnxHGu8D5_UgCxdKwGNcQmhvb3LKL44OfVU-PMjD9FWbp90Vg/s1280/leavingaleckmeadownearlydark.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQUGtuS-jOApBSPKscGAnWoooaL802r8jVzAprxd5obVdXrILKVyw8Z_aGOn1zLKJF7B2MDjv2JjC8LWzrENGdrsJFU8SnxHGu8D5_UgCxdKwGNcQmhvb3LKL44OfVU-PMjD9FWbp90Vg/w300-h400/leavingaleckmeadownearlydark.jpeg" width="300" /></a> <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">💚The fallen tree trying to follow the stream</p><p style="text-align: center;">💚The first reservoir like a crown</p><p style="text-align: center;">💚The piles of rocks a reminder of childhood play</p><p style="text-align: center;">😡annoying steaming up of glasses because of mask</p><p></p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIm-_P-IUVzBFjq2xddEycZYk4ySci3Z8iIzndIbJojO9bCGAzpySd4Uwq5pi2bazj1ihkVy5_ciJrFcKhJmQf9fD91pI3a8z2LWvNKjwtoycXNREQu5-EgPausqHMAcF4FjRJxW_I0DM/s1280/aleckmeadow1.jpeg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIm-_P-IUVzBFjq2xddEycZYk4ySci3Z8iIzndIbJojO9bCGAzpySd4Uwq5pi2bazj1ihkVy5_ciJrFcKhJmQf9fD91pI3a8z2LWvNKjwtoycXNREQu5-EgPausqHMAcF4FjRJxW_I0DM/s320/aleckmeadow1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Aleck Meadow Reservoir</span><br /></td></tr></tbody></table><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">I find I'm either listening to music, or, in times of silence, hearing music in my head. 🎶 THANK YOU for this experience!</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKlHTvXT7DLHKY_bvTsV8CSGYWEWPcv8R-G7K6wQwaA9JJJOZ4IUN7yub4wz-XyPdp1WuAI0du-hYEPsuJZ3pf-beW7ihZXijCWUIXjlIxKuPLREAp9gFBiU4YXzXDIH7TTjhSmDKsiVE/s1262/1stupperreservoir.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="541" data-original-width="1262" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKlHTvXT7DLHKY_bvTsV8CSGYWEWPcv8R-G7K6wQwaA9JJJOZ4IUN7yub4wz-XyPdp1WuAI0du-hYEPsuJZ3pf-beW7ihZXijCWUIXjlIxKuPLREAp9gFBiU4YXzXDIH7TTjhSmDKsiVE/w554-h237/1stupperreservoir.jpeg" width="554" /></a> <br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">The wind made beautifully complicated ripples on the surface of the reservoir. We saw and heard two beavers. Thanks you!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBgwMOjH6GFq4cmX6r5tmmg6tJuKoAV39Of47EakNmCyY4e-R9Y66wwpF27tUaPsJeR1lKMoZVlbvbbbc6bT8bmah_TM1sgPjEvDG5TgYpzoOd0yekRcblvhlWhMvP9MNFvyExMg_9KI/s2000/thelastlight.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="2000" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBgwMOjH6GFq4cmX6r5tmmg6tJuKoAV39Of47EakNmCyY4e-R9Y66wwpF27tUaPsJeR1lKMoZVlbvbbbc6bT8bmah_TM1sgPjEvDG5TgYpzoOd0yekRcblvhlWhMvP9MNFvyExMg_9KI/w640-h480/thelastlight.jpeg" width="640" /></a></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Quiet gave space to listen to frogs, trees and <u>birds</u>! Loved seeing the way different trees capture light.<br /></div><div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sPT-havLaVnFj3EkzoCAnLNrqNROQrqehBDJEqOcEUtlA7K3pI7HLYMzdvFq_vKPCMW3rgRhxgcPZBQX1scuNzytunddn4rjfxUwiHrLBIm23zeklUi5sTgtRQDoiiTXwodb6FKCboc/s1280/whatitreallylookedlike.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0sPT-havLaVnFj3EkzoCAnLNrqNROQrqehBDJEqOcEUtlA7K3pI7HLYMzdvFq_vKPCMW3rgRhxgcPZBQX1scuNzytunddn4rjfxUwiHrLBIm23zeklUi5sTgtRQDoiiTXwodb6FKCboc/s320/whatitreallylookedlike.jpeg" width="320" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Light's eventide. Bonnard</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQXk_UKCmn0fvhMXGE6-Mkk6ZaKBHj4_5ww8jdXjtTXX3UERQ_TxWw1vrdqO5dU7lmd_QOKDKnDF3xVq_S70rKl5IkUE9zPzpoMYbgrPePZwileqtYZqu46U9CsUGbrPDi64dehvysLJw/s1243/alecksteps.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="798" data-original-width="1243" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQXk_UKCmn0fvhMXGE6-Mkk6ZaKBHj4_5ww8jdXjtTXX3UERQ_TxWw1vrdqO5dU7lmd_QOKDKnDF3xVq_S70rKl5IkUE9zPzpoMYbgrPePZwileqtYZqu46U9CsUGbrPDi64dehvysLJw/s320/alecksteps.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Water rushing in streams, quite loud, then fading away.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">THE BEAVERS As destructive as they are they were glorious. That splash! The deeply eroded dam like a stairway up to an ancient pyramid. The stars kept multiplying.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To walk in silence in the forest at dusk is a magical experience. For
me the highlights were the glow of the sunset at my shoulder; the
ripples on the water at Aleck Meadow reservoir—interrupted by the geese;
the sounds of bigger, more ominous animals than encountered in the
daylight lurking in the dark woods; watching beavers leap and play in
the Upper Reservoir; and finally, seeing the starlit sky above.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*** <br /></div><p style="text-align: center;">Thanks again to all the participants! The next <b>Silent Walk is on April 26</b>.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Registration is required. </p><p style="text-align: center;"> Sign up now through Black Rock Forest's <a href="https://www.eventbrite.com/e/april-26-silent-walk-on-the-full-moon-with-jackie-skrzynski-tickets-146499386609" target="_blank">event page</a>.<br /></p></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-26063848053560104842010-10-10T07:44:00.000-07:002021-06-29T13:09:58.250-07:00Silent Walk Reprise in New Paltz-Thursday October 14th<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwFk4cFT7B9A5TTwYqGKkIDQWYVrCVvWWnEN75t_8fJHL8ywKbfWj3TKYfByKfxQMFHwjLE4Dm7AdVDDjiqXCMlGO5zpFoUGuVNC3IN7SOSPW_4MqmG9GsRUynSzuvFT3bxWkgvALI8I8/s1600/leavesflash.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 105px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwFk4cFT7B9A5TTwYqGKkIDQWYVrCVvWWnEN75t_8fJHL8ywKbfWj3TKYfByKfxQMFHwjLE4Dm7AdVDDjiqXCMlGO5zpFoUGuVNC3IN7SOSPW_4MqmG9GsRUynSzuvFT3bxWkgvALI8I8/s320/leavesflash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526434944418822482" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">As part of the </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" >Hudson Valley Artists 2010: Contemporary Art and Praxis</span><span style="font-family:arial;">, we are so pleased to lead a reprised Silent Walk on <span style="font-weight: bold;">Thursday, October 14th, 2010</span>. </span><span style="font-family:arial;">
The walk will begin at the Sojourner Truth parking lot along the <span style="font-weight: bold;">Wallkill Rail Trail on <a href="http://www.gorailtrail.org/mappics/tmap-p3p4p6.htm">Plains Road</a></span> (P6 on map) at <span style="font-weight: bold;">5:00pm</span>.</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> Carpooling from the Dorsky will be available at 4:45pm.
</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Please join us and bring a friend! </span></span>
<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">
</span> </span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Walkers should dress for the weather and wear comfortable shoes. We will walk silently along the trail south to the bridge, enjoy the view for a few minutes, and then return to the parking lot to share some refreshment.</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> It will be dusk. Bring a flashlight if you wish. We will have some extras. </span>
<span style="font-family:arial;">All walkers participate at their own risk.</span>
</span></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-58593804366170727012010-05-22T08:35:00.000-07:002021-06-29T13:10:27.146-07:00The Final Walk-Faith in What Remains<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh31JDf392BzCEceaOQVDHr4lZREc17UA16bQDkJqNz7xUGEtFvzQOzaUqqO8t4iUWuF1Rw0sLIGa_h4oY93ZCM3dqEakpGD6j9WxEEsbFL64DGpNM7ut2GqXgarqQjz6H7Zwtj3MQGy1k/s1600/dandelion.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh31JDf392BzCEceaOQVDHr4lZREc17UA16bQDkJqNz7xUGEtFvzQOzaUqqO8t4iUWuF1Rw0sLIGa_h4oY93ZCM3dqEakpGD6j9WxEEsbFL64DGpNM7ut2GqXgarqQjz6H7Zwtj3MQGy1k/s200/dandelion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474141364012199442" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;"> The night of May 20th offered warm sun, brilliantly blue skies and myriad hues of green that varied from near black to chartreuse.</span> We were delighted to welcome so many first time walkers, especially those who came from far away to participate. Definitely better late than never.
<span style="font-weight: bold;"> For those who have joined in many walks throughout the year, we feel a special fondness.</span> Together we have experienced this mountain, this river and all the variables of weather and people over the past twelve months. Since last June, we crunched through leaves, got lost (briefly), got wet, warmed up, broke rules, slowed down and paid attention in a new way.
The walks were an aesthetic full court press. Talk about engagement. The original questions: Who and what is nature? and Who and what makes art? are answered. <span style="font-weight: bold;">Here are the closing questions: What is ephemeral? What remains?</span> I believe an experience that develops tendrils of connection--to a moment, to a place and to a community--offers an answer.
</span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >The Silent Walks were a wonderful experience.
I am grateful to every person whose participation made them happen.
<span style="font-weight: bold;">Many thanks.</span></span>
<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Comments from the final walk follow.</span>
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</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN666yXPSUUVao3peDXwJVyCLxYD9F2WIaRIV7g7Rb7VWPYV1OsozO-nG72b39xj3shsHcAA9WtJXj_u968PqUjzQSyHh56NBZLoj2YOti_bi22OotkLEYtPv2s2k0WpbWXxC8YFToR8c/s1600/enteringtheQuietZone.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN666yXPSUUVao3peDXwJVyCLxYD9F2WIaRIV7g7Rb7VWPYV1OsozO-nG72b39xj3shsHcAA9WtJXj_u968PqUjzQSyHh56NBZLoj2YOti_bi22OotkLEYtPv2s2k0WpbWXxC8YFToR8c/s320/enteringtheQuietZone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474121944907489682" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:78%;">entering the Quiet Zone
</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq4eS3kSQxZTLEMzFFvB_GwQERA3LkbPBu3y5CBMxuhJYwfqZQNzZGNZUrV_ai50BrVr2Bhbkr2K6L6p5zSkp_3E7nopNfhgWNBcakUA-NnMhH33JLHofxqxKtORogVZI0BuAqF4Wo3PU/s1600/Maytrees.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjq4eS3kSQxZTLEMzFFvB_GwQERA3LkbPBu3y5CBMxuhJYwfqZQNzZGNZUrV_ai50BrVr2Bhbkr2K6L6p5zSkp_3E7nopNfhgWNBcakUA-NnMhH33JLHofxqxKtORogVZI0BuAqF4Wo3PU/s320/Maytrees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123355588504466" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Wonderful spring trees.
Breeze stirring in the branches
Tall, blossoming tree.
Birds all around
Tweeting a sweet sound
But when I came back from the view,
there was no song at all.
-O. P. age 8
</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9ZPwf_SxI2wwyCk4ySa-KeuMzEHBP02ZajCfkLugI2tPFm-Q9zkLS6LYaGDBY8NDYSiHM8myb-s3BytkiSAIbpeCJswkkgBi6t7WoB-v142oMU5dcyfRp2ae0PkAEieQIB8Xjrei9Aw/s1600/mayWall.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 137px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG9ZPwf_SxI2wwyCk4ySa-KeuMzEHBP02ZajCfkLugI2tPFm-Q9zkLS6LYaGDBY8NDYSiHM8myb-s3BytkiSAIbpeCJswkkgBi6t7WoB-v142oMU5dcyfRp2ae0PkAEieQIB8Xjrei9Aw/s320/mayWall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474193843094011250" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >I like the way last year's leaves are crushes into the stones on the path.</span>
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</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrJ5lX3c-EkWAzYCo3UT-774rdKSUQKQyuXfduhLFv4a9JEgsCfNFHdXE45lhP050CHCXDLatT62v4eEE6rRNnDj_ia_LFPPn0pYiqUn6YH78ysnp0qcEEvLCQBH09DoRtDMbOUayjHs/s1600/treetops.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidrJ5lX3c-EkWAzYCo3UT-774rdKSUQKQyuXfduhLFv4a9JEgsCfNFHdXE45lhP050CHCXDLatT62v4eEE6rRNnDj_ia_LFPPn0pYiqUn6YH78ysnp0qcEEvLCQBH09DoRtDMbOUayjHs/s320/treetops.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123391284829026" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Bleu Blanc Vert
</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8ISOZbRfLsZUUQV_Rq9PnWNGrbqCbBpzr4WmbJkr_E28ImX6oDA-k9PTKrFUmIfi01qhMnI6WkjmWEzVypsGK9UDbVapwfMu7BrVTKpn5AVmAogCnLxBbd3IUw7oUE8weOQDFpPArNQ/s1600/Maygreentunnel.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8ISOZbRfLsZUUQV_Rq9PnWNGrbqCbBpzr4WmbJkr_E28ImX6oDA-k9PTKrFUmIfi01qhMnI6WkjmWEzVypsGK9UDbVapwfMu7BrVTKpn5AVmAogCnLxBbd3IUw7oUE8weOQDFpPArNQ/s320/Maygreentunnel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474121972691210898" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Thank you. This was such an awesome experience on so many levels: smells, sounds, sights, the breeze, the streams. "every moment is made glorious..."- Rumi</span>
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</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOmGyhpu5d2MlDeJdBTJ0Vu7Dmm2n4akhfbIGdPrrmFGKgvGP3AvYQpsfi-5UWviGZ4cVkPsGjpZaNUjgPOJJUN9ZNqZ0k2YBMYM3WBw7yj60xFKW_2KumYBFnbiB56DLhTxLAwI3Nm6Q/s1600/view.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOmGyhpu5d2MlDeJdBTJ0Vu7Dmm2n4akhfbIGdPrrmFGKgvGP3AvYQpsfi-5UWviGZ4cVkPsGjpZaNUjgPOJJUN9ZNqZ0k2YBMYM3WBw7yj60xFKW_2KumYBFnbiB56DLhTxLAwI3Nm6Q/s320/view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474124077640375682" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Bring the walks to Jersey! Make 'em longer! Rock on. Dig the quiet----need more of that.</span>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjGZq-cJF50LVNgftMnz-ryf8cDsSocWsmEmDvex3Cg0zL8nXSQWFIiZsOEVYsHKlylPTlrOKbBdNiefBxC9pjy1H-N9sUGQ4EpFXKxZEDdWggD4g4B4s-7oxYoW2sZVBvTZhX8XL0Twc/s1600/viewShawagunk.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjGZq-cJF50LVNgftMnz-ryf8cDsSocWsmEmDvex3Cg0zL8nXSQWFIiZsOEVYsHKlylPTlrOKbBdNiefBxC9pjy1H-N9sUGQ4EpFXKxZEDdWggD4g4B4s-7oxYoW2sZVBvTZhX8XL0Twc/s400/viewShawagunk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474124377152180130" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-family:arial;">A deeper green surrounded us. The river was streaked with pale blue lines--currents, breezes, wakes, the Shawagunk escarpment distinct in the view.</span></span>
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</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkn2m6OMNeJPMU3ZIfLu2WuI5Ki3riONwu-pMLZQiEGUFAjAPoFpC6IrAJNn8ZUEDsFODRU7uW3oJlNP8qce5IYWtRCN35T8858rPI0JhQA4DeGIHW8hIHx7vnpDGbhVcRxl8oKWDNqxU/s1600/view2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkn2m6OMNeJPMU3ZIfLu2WuI5Ki3riONwu-pMLZQiEGUFAjAPoFpC6IrAJNn8ZUEDsFODRU7uW3oJlNP8qce5IYWtRCN35T8858rPI0JhQA4DeGIHW8hIHx7vnpDGbhVcRxl8oKWDNqxU/s400/view2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474124376305749810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Beautiful. Peace.
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</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsg9tAhtlPtI0f6TZCwXTL7C-hpFChz5gnT8_tVkwwBJmjgcXegGzJfldoZDmCOcSDNVTkxiIuptHRUUJ-Iw96nfklv5MzgRl_A2q2eUeLp6XAKyghcbzDNLnXy7gfIdC8du3n_Vmd6G4/s1600/leavingtheView.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsg9tAhtlPtI0f6TZCwXTL7C-hpFChz5gnT8_tVkwwBJmjgcXegGzJfldoZDmCOcSDNVTkxiIuptHRUUJ-Iw96nfklv5MzgRl_A2q2eUeLp6XAKyghcbzDNLnXy7gfIdC8du3n_Vmd6G4/s320/leavingtheView.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474121958743051474" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Feet make too much noise. I wanted to tell the birds to be silent. My camera made too much noise and flash. Follow the yellow hat. Trees! GREAT to finally make it!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >
</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD8ISOZbRfLsZUUQV_Rq9PnWNGrbqCbBpzr4WmbJkr_E28ImX6oDA-k9PTKrFUmIfi01qhMnI6WkjmWEzVypsGK9UDbVapwfMu7BrVTKpn5AVmAogCnLxBbd3IUw7oUE8weOQDFpPArNQ/s1600/Maygreentunnel.jpg"></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;" ><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyISpJT6pDDo4GCJTgj2odSZlTb30qfxnXvcKWBxi8PeoCt_PfpognpfhMZ7nmXuP8HxI4jyAlu7ALklCr7' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">The View</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:Georgia,serif;font-size:16px;" ></span>Well, what can I say, I'm sad to see the Silent Walks go...but so glad to have been a part of it.
Dappled sunshine, gnats, train horns drifting up from the Hudson. Awesome!
</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyXJ8CkwSTZ8-Dj8etpxLkb8I5XxVQLUNcjjT-sI1DFnu0c0jMYi7wRqkcVjYvmLi2qT3K-BpZ0KRtRAIxNxDhZbtepNCXDp136rkVWBCwiIvT2V5ZP930wpUglo2Id-fwS13wkvYrJWo/s1600/deepgreenmeadow.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyXJ8CkwSTZ8-Dj8etpxLkb8I5XxVQLUNcjjT-sI1DFnu0c0jMYi7wRqkcVjYvmLi2qT3K-BpZ0KRtRAIxNxDhZbtepNCXDp136rkVWBCwiIvT2V5ZP930wpUglo2Id-fwS13wkvYrJWo/s320/deepgreenmeadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474121936598238882" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Although my first, it was the 12th walk on the 12th night, a celebration of the fulfilled commitment to merge the boundaries of art with the cycles of nature over a year's span of time. Congratulations!
</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWCYJehgv8mzwSngp_55y4A_MGqJVfpTySdE9BxpdMPBWs3BZn4rff0o72QLBVY47N0mWLluDVwaIR1HrPI_BVitzym5wD9wQSiHvF7x_FnoLYw1L1wObyH1dvX3w44l_Bcogw-Vgkfc/s1600/sunstarcrow.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAWCYJehgv8mzwSngp_55y4A_MGqJVfpTySdE9BxpdMPBWs3BZn4rff0o72QLBVY47N0mWLluDVwaIR1HrPI_BVitzym5wD9wQSiHvF7x_FnoLYw1L1wObyH1dvX3w44l_Bcogw-Vgkfc/s320/sunstarcrow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123382617348402" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >So beautiful yet so...sad. Thanks for an experience that will last for years.
</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmyz-R-CMTAF9R7XoScKranbuGIKZ6tXM-BHuGf7emTtLOo9TSVkAQx_SaSZSi9VWa_umP7Ug-ccb3JwPFPCKQHdR6RrHQPA1CVr3oY5hZ9ZkBg0zMoAkdHRcKziuPbUxlpd8XwOIJPk/s1600/inside_outside.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsmyz-R-CMTAF9R7XoScKranbuGIKZ6tXM-BHuGf7emTtLOo9TSVkAQx_SaSZSi9VWa_umP7Ug-ccb3JwPFPCKQHdR6RrHQPA1CVr3oY5hZ9ZkBg0zMoAkdHRcKziuPbUxlpd8XwOIJPk/s320/inside_outside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474121954077024786" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >thinking of the song that has the line "gonna feed my soul where the blacktop ends"</span>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcOnvTtiGPy07Kgibho0qG9_KS35-gzyc30Hp6N3DDfUswu4OTFVMOBFbywTopaOGFRDW4_iRDn-eEqKMnKwlZxLw_2cccz8am8dmqKltMBnKfeqqi7N2zoB2OoyNSc4toyluyzM-K3LI/s1600/PostWalkTalk.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcOnvTtiGPy07Kgibho0qG9_KS35-gzyc30Hp6N3DDfUswu4OTFVMOBFbywTopaOGFRDW4_iRDn-eEqKMnKwlZxLw_2cccz8am8dmqKltMBnKfeqqi7N2zoB2OoyNSc4toyluyzM-K3LI/s320/PostWalkTalk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123363495678978" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:78%;" >Special thanks to Diane and Martin and Odessa. You and Barbara Gioia get the most walks attended award!</span>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIW9oYtKdqlmp_izD8w9fayuCnhHvuWKXp4HIMWR0GBi9-5y865atorI_9KL21gLhyphenhyphenFNS26lXLpXPo-k105VA535rghTHLyW7KHnj_-XKqCWE84F6-uvqg4DLBQb4rl5FH3sVi_G_Jawc/s1600/reception2Alices.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 181px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIW9oYtKdqlmp_izD8w9fayuCnhHvuWKXp4HIMWR0GBi9-5y865atorI_9KL21gLhyphenhyphenFNS26lXLpXPo-k105VA535rghTHLyW7KHnj_-XKqCWE84F6-uvqg4DLBQb4rl5FH3sVi_G_Jawc/s320/reception2Alices.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474123373304224450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >We always end the walks with conversation and a bit of refreshment,
but this time, we also celebrated with a closing reception at 2 Alice's coffee house. </span>
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</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuem7txQ30iZEKZMYQy1yLF72699XMDw7SBjjYEVNU6SIAkNHgA9QdOSUrjp6l3xlAda1OA-cpbweuJdCSaSEO_o8xYe90qwKWU4hK9Ng1Pp6qBJtAs1rxdRUKtUyWJaBzaDekWITfz_w/s1600/thomShadow.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuem7txQ30iZEKZMYQy1yLF72699XMDw7SBjjYEVNU6SIAkNHgA9QdOSUrjp6l3xlAda1OA-cpbweuJdCSaSEO_o8xYe90qwKWU4hK9Ng1Pp6qBJtAs1rxdRUKtUyWJaBzaDekWITfz_w/s200/thomShadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474237735265864274" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 111px; height: 200px;" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span style="font-size:85%;">I cannot overstate the importance of Thom Munterich to this project. Beyond all the beautiful photographs and documentation he has provided,Thom is the only other person who has walked every walk with me. His support, both creative and logistical, has been integral to The Silent Walks. Sincerest thanks.</span>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:arial,serif;font-size:small;" ></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyVfM0cn3WVrYiwzZx87COtlsGJCkxqDMACe_Fx4TJx_rCH1m2M33Y5LWLSDPoV81O2jtl_TRvWHeNeL0pKmg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><span class="Apple-style-span">This mirrors the first video taken last June.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial,serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Thanks again to everyone! </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhREcypHz_DF3Tsy-BcpzoBjV4nc1lZ7Uymo8p0AJl0Y8jF6vDIYrvbN1uTVpDkZwRbZy2EMqB4xNYw_qMYDYTGNKgkn18WTcgBeO_cPulA81KTrrWJSVTvadoP68yW_xAN3E5Vv7r34yI/s1600/fern.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhREcypHz_DF3Tsy-BcpzoBjV4nc1lZ7Uymo8p0AJl0Y8jF6vDIYrvbN1uTVpDkZwRbZy2EMqB4xNYw_qMYDYTGNKgkn18WTcgBeO_cPulA81KTrrWJSVTvadoP68yW_xAN3E5Vv7r34yI/s200/fern.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474483843859492242" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2l-8QQ-ragMNl0WLIjuZviIBx4qgWBsDxHoAtisI7HNfoZjGWuPx-7FBKtoMCIFYVqWG8FIrZkuzDiVBdEMdGMHVvRqJ5dgE0KW6cG-BZp6TNIBpjDuFU0zeS9ziTSz0H3fmjfkxaQRg/s1600/centipede.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2l-8QQ-ragMNl0WLIjuZviIBx4qgWBsDxHoAtisI7HNfoZjGWuPx-7FBKtoMCIFYVqWG8FIrZkuzDiVBdEMdGMHVvRqJ5dgE0KW6cG-BZp6TNIBpjDuFU0zeS9ziTSz0H3fmjfkxaQRg/s200/centipede.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474483841403754386" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdsVs6Q-JfvjIy4cxGHlfGSFQG9tlc75qXuaIRgp4cF7sVg5nZgQS1KumK7AvWNbn70OL5QlKUrHZjELY_FnbOdmQo3QB7LQJ9mTuqaA9-43OepX4pWOIV6V32HxpTNedEDyaeRaojT4M/s1600/alonetogether.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdsVs6Q-JfvjIy4cxGHlfGSFQG9tlc75qXuaIRgp4cF7sVg5nZgQS1KumK7AvWNbn70OL5QlKUrHZjELY_FnbOdmQo3QB7LQJ9mTuqaA9-43OepX4pWOIV6V32HxpTNedEDyaeRaojT4M/s200/alonetogether.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474483831363435586" border="0" /></a></div></div></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-3246666356728781372010-05-12T13:17:00.000-07:002010-05-14T13:13:36.811-07:00The cycle is nearly complete.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MJz8izg5hIbsrHopozsgAkuc1obHZcZA8mvtwr9FNzoX87HpAshiHRheMLgAB5G56n56q76m-iZBoTZWvaLv7bFBvu0YIyR3r7i3KBAaGpl0IhXg7iL0SshnloQannjelARpFMoHomE/s1600/sunlines.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 152px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4MJz8izg5hIbsrHopozsgAkuc1obHZcZA8mvtwr9FNzoX87HpAshiHRheMLgAB5G56n56q76m-iZBoTZWvaLv7bFBvu0YIyR3r7i3KBAaGpl0IhXg7iL0SshnloQannjelARpFMoHomE/s200/sunlines.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470480606315286434" border="0" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><b>Please join us on May 20th at 6pm for the final Silen</b><b>t Walk.</b> </span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We meet at the Stone Pillars at the trail head on <b>Mountain Road</b> in Cornwall-on-Hudson, NY. Parking is limited, so carpool if you can. We invite anyone who has walked this past year to join us for the final walk.<br />Help us get the word out!<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The weather will be typical for May, so dress appropriately. We'll have bug spray if you want it. We have been fortunate all year, but keep in mind that the walks are postponed by one day if there is dangerous weather (lightening).<br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial,serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">All walkers participate at their own risk. </span></span></div><div><br /></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-82463765938058640902010-04-24T06:44:00.000-07:002021-06-29T13:11:20.627-07:00April's Green is Gold<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM9LaHrav2vT7i2upD0SVObWtX07MzTegzY5Tg0kmqBRdOtbrrAUzjTpXCItr3cZBpo-KmZM0b2Mgn0NMfStbgLCPMm_tMx3B8rV2DxY7S1Wsu_5Afq8OqoVJgsNqR8OCAY3y8yLPHyoo/s1600/leavesClose.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463706162952877794" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM9LaHrav2vT7i2upD0SVObWtX07MzTegzY5Tg0kmqBRdOtbrrAUzjTpXCItr3cZBpo-KmZM0b2Mgn0NMfStbgLCPMm_tMx3B8rV2DxY7S1Wsu_5Afq8OqoVJgsNqR8OCAY3y8yLPHyoo/s320/leavesClose.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 118px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a>
<div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"> Almost a year has gone by and I can't help comparing walks from either side of the solstice. In this case, April had the same light as August and even looked humid and stormy. Yet it was cool, and we were amid the new pale greens of spring. The walk had a good turn-out with many "first-timers" joining us. I am growing more reflective as this project nears completion, yet am happy that it has some afterlife--not just for me, but for those of us whose perceptions have broadened and whose sense of connection has been enhanced.
The following are comments made by this month's participants. <span style="font-weight: bold;">
Thanks so much to all of you who came out!</span>
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGpTEkGfKM_JzOSnIN4NwFf7kkURyv9pGf8cBCaOej_WbOtNgFoh1g22W3sZ6XUUeeqY6yK95XYYpBBcnu-PTNgRyeixaz5UkeWaT5msek1m1j5Zmj6-QFEqXdI1Mphm2rVJkNmYepU_c/s1600/parkinglot.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463706166625237282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGpTEkGfKM_JzOSnIN4NwFf7kkURyv9pGf8cBCaOej_WbOtNgFoh1g22W3sZ6XUUeeqY6yK95XYYpBBcnu-PTNgRyeixaz5UkeWaT5msek1m1j5Zmj6-QFEqXdI1Mphm2rVJkNmYepU_c/s320/parkinglot.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 148px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">
"Such a beautiful idea and experience. We should do more things silently."
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyllAFSgd-CZlkebFWIX8rxT3Q7tpnrSnMz_qv4KFo2z2Otzu1yRxNd_4i7vfsEqyiiH4OAVFeLYNdBYCkYXptpzJx52l2GbNbY-swAPfCpNKDzGNY3FfTGRT5OBC0-IZ59Uf5msQ6P38/s1600/pythonVine.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463707988311604866" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyllAFSgd-CZlkebFWIX8rxT3Q7tpnrSnMz_qv4KFo2z2Otzu1yRxNd_4i7vfsEqyiiH4OAVFeLYNdBYCkYXptpzJx52l2GbNbY-swAPfCpNKDzGNY3FfTGRT5OBC0-IZ59Uf5msQ6P38/s320/pythonVine.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 240px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">
"A year has gone by so quickly. I was getting used to walking in the dark and really enjoying the challenge and drama of it! Will miss this wonderful ritual."
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiESVcqOu9w8FoSx8QpMRAQ1NZhaDlhyphenhyphenFP6jYv9uC735lgjTPMTOOG2oikwEHkH_kvG9O14HeLUh_TC0fIh4if8MlU84E4RDNDKTs0t5NRB17p5cM-hjYFez5ayE2-4VV0XaA_FsCrDH4/s1600/fallenandcut.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463701663091107282" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiESVcqOu9w8FoSx8QpMRAQ1NZhaDlhyphenhyphenFP6jYv9uC735lgjTPMTOOG2oikwEHkH_kvG9O14HeLUh_TC0fIh4if8MlU84E4RDNDKTs0t5NRB17p5cM-hjYFez5ayE2-4VV0XaA_FsCrDH4/s320/fallenandcut.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">"Winter took a toll. I can see more clearly."
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKbLFGiNghkxpihMi3CMhI0qoPCQ7qtm-TW4kJXzTmjffQ07IGjClB6CgDji4KK7G8jKu_rdSaAPIxPXaX7uAbaWOAh1LGNSd4kejNSTJ9Hq_e1cH4rzEAmiZVgYOzmvp5_KrkKLFggM/s1600/PostFoot.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463706177390321458" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKbLFGiNghkxpihMi3CMhI0qoPCQ7qtm-TW4kJXzTmjffQ07IGjClB6CgDji4KK7G8jKu_rdSaAPIxPXaX7uAbaWOAh1LGNSd4kejNSTJ9Hq_e1cH4rzEAmiZVgYOzmvp5_KrkKLFggM/s320/PostFoot.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 78%;">Can you see the post?</span>
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"As the seasons change, there is always beauty all around on the Silent Walks, an experience everyone should have. " (O.P. age 8 and participant in four walks so far)
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</span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDsqhpJZckFWXoEReV5uFm-KNaHFeqk7bD5jA0oFncDXd6Vf4BLwxB07KYiKFw1brlnCTkGEr4ir_Ky-p9ibz8RsnRrdakQKbXgkug5EGqZgqoKb79tXAMGyKs5EqLPVM57E-4qRfYv6A/s1600/greenWoods.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463701666605318018" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDsqhpJZckFWXoEReV5uFm-KNaHFeqk7bD5jA0oFncDXd6Vf4BLwxB07KYiKFw1brlnCTkGEr4ir_Ky-p9ibz8RsnRrdakQKbXgkug5EGqZgqoKb79tXAMGyKs5EqLPVM57E-4qRfYv6A/s320/greenWoods.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 173px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a>
<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">" More than the view or the wonderful breeze, the trees and plants stole the show. Like Robert Frost's "nature's first green is gold" the light green leaves and golden glow are so enchanting. I'm so glad to hear that the Silent Walks may continue on past next month. I'll always be looking forward to more."
Here is the poem <span style="font-style: italic;">Nothing Gold Can Stay</span> by Robert Frost
Nature's first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf's a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglczGRC_cQfiIuABeplSRm34ELOAg_RGcG2OA3CC7pQhTTALp8Stq46XJ_j_L2AYFiHov90_AMjhVbeh2SYCS_fuMaXYf99l3gNeaTjS0ntgRyCeikUyoBMlEWLiFNzKdFkAmYRkpp2pA/s1600/walkingout.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463708847232761138" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglczGRC_cQfiIuABeplSRm34ELOAg_RGcG2OA3CC7pQhTTALp8Stq46XJ_j_L2AYFiHov90_AMjhVbeh2SYCS_fuMaXYf99l3gNeaTjS0ntgRyCeikUyoBMlEWLiFNzKdFkAmYRkpp2pA/s200/walkingout.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 200px;" /></a>
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"I was very aware of the beat of the footsteps."
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6d13k58cJjfJDmNnIpX7p3TNde91nRQ6z27pPrDe0rzaJomp_P329WO9yaac1jzcDZNwVATy2765Z3cprJQSgxseWm4EWp-NIogsfI8Zs7M26C8y37JvHWujD9EuG2kP1R0oT2YdJ5WU/s1600/woodsDeadAlive.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463708023707657026" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6d13k58cJjfJDmNnIpX7p3TNde91nRQ6z27pPrDe0rzaJomp_P329WO9yaac1jzcDZNwVATy2765Z3cprJQSgxseWm4EWp-NIogsfI8Zs7M26C8y37JvHWujD9EuG2kP1R0oT2YdJ5WU/s320/woodsDeadAlive.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">
"It was really good to be able to enjoy the natural beauty and silence of nature with so much company. Thank you."
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<span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">"Hard to believe it could get any better than this. Plenty of new people, plenty of regulars, gentle breeze in the air and leaves in the trees. The road doesn't seem as loud as it did the first few times. Becoming more and more about the woods and less and less about the group and me."
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"Lovely walk. I liked that company was sizable, but we couldn't talk. Instead, we had to listen to our surroundings and each other. Definitely meditative."
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</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD6fMLmpBLkD7Gjhzaa5v3yA1LtGX-oMiW-n6fGsfvLKO86rsFmryx5ZwHgTf44gP_oDiobvOVc9PBdNVuTsZ7f_wfbf-9juqZlZFYUlYqfbYRUacebIwyqN714dnZJ13mCiww43EBepM/s1600/periwinkle.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463706176406852146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD6fMLmpBLkD7Gjhzaa5v3yA1LtGX-oMiW-n6fGsfvLKO86rsFmryx5ZwHgTf44gP_oDiobvOVc9PBdNVuTsZ7f_wfbf-9juqZlZFYUlYqfbYRUacebIwyqN714dnZJ13mCiww43EBepM/s320/periwinkle.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 244px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;">periwinkle
</span>"Noticed the little lone violets here and there poking up at the edge of the trail. Memories of another similar mountain. Regrets that this discovery couldn't be shared with a friend who died recently, the wonderful feel of the wind..."
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4skky8VlUvSQOBuq9Lo_EjKLiYxoOwIVYy46cWEEHTD7l8tqnyeFV-duPuhIgjMPMAO9h3Ivc4pq7Nnc3HPyOyYxAiUbh6Id0ACedlGJYkso27CYx6Wx9dJnffgBMfF4W8pg7d_xqaU/s1600/washout.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463736475372194642" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb4skky8VlUvSQOBuq9Lo_EjKLiYxoOwIVYy46cWEEHTD7l8tqnyeFV-duPuhIgjMPMAO9h3Ivc4pq7Nnc3HPyOyYxAiUbh6Id0ACedlGJYkso27CYx6Wx9dJnffgBMfF4W8pg7d_xqaU/s320/washout.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 189px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">"uphill. breathing heavy.
self aware.
determined not to slow down.
pride.
beautiful vista. large grand universe.
quiet downhill. slower breathing.
return to another world."
</span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJmXpwK2v8Im8EIqysVN9jhwf8LUdZ1mVB3AVEYaUkgUSkOdROXxnSH74-qDxOEv5vG-SO3UugDmosEyAbeLqVqABTJwoef6Ge7ctPLmQRODCXceGS4w8CfO8m0fSZ48hnTC2FpaRmpTc/s1600/comingStorm.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463701647733742882" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJmXpwK2v8Im8EIqysVN9jhwf8LUdZ1mVB3AVEYaUkgUSkOdROXxnSH74-qDxOEv5vG-SO3UugDmosEyAbeLqVqABTJwoef6Ge7ctPLmQRODCXceGS4w8CfO8m0fSZ48hnTC2FpaRmpTc/s320/comingStorm.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;">"Noticed the wind sounding like waves of noise building and crashing in the tree tops. The pattern it created on the surface of the river was the same as the ruffled silhouette of the leaves in the trees."
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</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"> All visual documentation of the walk was made by our talented and dedicated photographer, Thom Munterich.</span>
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sock-leaf,
deer biscuit</span>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Please join us for the LAST Silent Walk on the Half Moon on May 20th at 6pm.</span>
Anyone who has participated in a Silent Walk over the course of the past year
is invited to the SWHM cook-out on May 22. Details to follow.</span></span>
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</span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cccccc;">How did our entomologist come up with this sweet, humorous poem so quickly? Inspired by Robert Frost no doubt.
"Silent walk, your sound is golden!
How our senses become emboldened.
We have to see, we have to hear,
but louder still we are than deer!
We hear the wind, we hear the trees.
What a lovely idea, this idea of Jackie's."</span></span></span></div>
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</a>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-65337776140613328502010-04-16T09:20:00.000-07:002010-05-23T15:31:20.179-07:00The eleventh walk is Wednesday, April 21<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFjwjEPk1A73KBaFkRhjkbpu-uI9_6hopXOHIyb9ONfwHtKyY3uv7V2vwOlhvkpPBEMO3TmdO5u8wLAzc9JgXgBtOVisTHIS2OZX25ErJtiZ0yM0PcYor8NvfZZyW6s0xWAtT8psK4Zk/s1600/trailhead1.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjFjwjEPk1A73KBaFkRhjkbpu-uI9_6hopXOHIyb9ONfwHtKyY3uv7V2vwOlhvkpPBEMO3TmdO5u8wLAzc9JgXgBtOVisTHIS2OZX25ErJtiZ0yM0PcYor8NvfZZyW6s0xWAtT8psK4Zk/s320/trailhead1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460774049327682626" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> Please join us at 6pm on <span style="font-weight: bold;">Wednesday, April 21</span> for the eleventh Silent Walk on the Half Moon. <span style="font-weight: bold;">We meet at 6:00pm at the trail head on Mountain Road in Cornwall-on-Hudson, NY.</span> Carpooling is recommended.<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The forecast as of today is clear and cool, so dress for spring. </span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">The dark walks of winter are behind us, so leave those flashlights at home.<br /></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Come tune in to the woods and the river with us! Bring a friend.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Interested in learning more about the SWHM project? Click <a href="http://silentwalksonthehalfmoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-when-where-information-for-silent.html">here</a>.<br /><br />Walkers participate at their own risk.<br /><br /></span></span></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-83715103487688987652010-04-16T09:03:00.000-07:002010-04-16T09:20:00.375-07:00Common Ground--like minds coming together<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPWgOLLsOWH0v8rVxHQYiFcIgU5iKXEqpNF8gi_zHQa9L7ayVya-29oZVdWno-mxHWY1_ZkN4KWnHTg7GrKarzh6oxhhNEq_kAlkLntE6PEO79kt2eD3Uy3hqXfGHdDgI_qa41J05LFmw/s1600/commonground.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 114px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPWgOLLsOWH0v8rVxHQYiFcIgU5iKXEqpNF8gi_zHQa9L7ayVya-29oZVdWno-mxHWY1_ZkN4KWnHTg7GrKarzh6oxhhNEq_kAlkLntE6PEO79kt2eD3Uy3hqXfGHdDgI_qa41J05LFmw/s320/commonground.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460769006245686370" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><a href="http://www.ramapo.edu/">Ramapo College of New Jersey</a> is hosting a symposium on collaborations between Humans, Music, Art and Nature next week on Thursday and Friday afternoon, April 22, 23. The event, called <a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=116487445031840&ref=mf">Common Ground</a>, was the idea of student, Emmy Black. Ben Neill, Professor of Music and several others have joined her in creating this event. I will be discussing the Silent Walks on Thursday.<br />The line up of speakers include artists and musicians and ecology-minded activists from the Hudson Valley and from across the country. This symposium is sure to inspire. </span></span>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-2705365001683633092010-03-26T09:31:00.000-07:002010-05-12T13:12:09.249-07:00The Wet Walk<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN8MciEobhfpSA0TzHdtPfozO9J1F5R5EEbThVPceHYfVjdIaYfjyEsknYY-cHd_OgrKvXEPCmRBTIr6vCtCqcDdeeyAKodK9TlMyegWFCqucCTpyJMhsFQ5ENKcw9NQyupKeSX2bIBto/s1600/waterwhite.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN8MciEobhfpSA0TzHdtPfozO9J1F5R5EEbThVPceHYfVjdIaYfjyEsknYY-cHd_OgrKvXEPCmRBTIr6vCtCqcDdeeyAKodK9TlMyegWFCqucCTpyJMhsFQ5ENKcw9NQyupKeSX2bIBto/s320/waterwhite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452985952096970946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Part of what has been so illuminating about the Silent Walks is seeing our path through the woods change with each month. Being part of the landscape when it has been annoyingly buggy and humid, to magically autumnal, to snowy and dark, to damp and cold like it was this past walk, is exactly what this project is about. Yet I understand how walking in mud and drizzle and cold isn't necessarily as appealing as pristine sunshine. Each walk has been surprisingly representative of the time of year, and March held true to that pattern. The Mud Season. Having acknowledged all that, it was remarkably beautiful. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The following are reflections from the few of us who braved the wet accompanied by photographs and video taken by the SWHM photographer, Thom Munterich. </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCZJJCbkqOq3v8P4_5umfvlkpvK64TmBGnuGI3NXf2INZ8eO7iLNnzbs6jETE7yDRqYkoF_DGepU-hSisimvPdQRebONAtZcMJZsdljY42wWslFWZVAai8mSn_SkdwlvVJtVyLjEj3rw/s1600/wateronthepath.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmCZJJCbkqOq3v8P4_5umfvlkpvK64TmBGnuGI3NXf2INZ8eO7iLNnzbs6jETE7yDRqYkoF_DGepU-hSisimvPdQRebONAtZcMJZsdljY42wWslFWZVAai8mSn_SkdwlvVJtVyLjEj3rw/s320/wateronthepath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452985950101938114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Yes, this is the trail.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Delightful. Try as I might, I could only find the smallest signs of spring--all the snow melt running off the mountain, the earth feels, smells moist and fertile. It's like it is a completely different place from last month. Loved it."</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiumOKGWBZ9-zCjCAAJtwcUI53sX9vtlyoPH3eggWMI5yCvuhJ3-AkFaT7R7YFK7QPpLVvslxkiTZYueNOBr8VBu1mYMQtzqGmoELB9VEJzFMl4fdmS8RUTIy4mTP36oyKekmFHzu3x6EE/s1600/pathturnedaround.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiumOKGWBZ9-zCjCAAJtwcUI53sX9vtlyoPH3eggWMI5yCvuhJ3-AkFaT7R7YFK7QPpLVvslxkiTZYueNOBr8VBu1mYMQtzqGmoELB9VEJzFMl4fdmS8RUTIy4mTP36oyKekmFHzu3x6EE/s320/pathturnedaround.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452981919319228594" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Amazing soaked woods. Rich color of umber, deep yellow and the hint of red buds in the trees. Neon green moss. Branches were starting to dry, so they stood out as gray lines against the dark background. Had to step around the water that covered the path. It was light the whole time, but cloudy. I felt so relaxed, watching the ferry boat inch it's way across the river."</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgmBkVG4fD3YmsnNfB7WKi1Ipvoc0qge0DjcSAVG_B3nCf9ZNO3cqSQw6akInNLTr9BC6K2kUaaQC9dH9kKqwRrRq3xQoNlG6_zbOFDDRumsmC4j89weFyW0nqWf9JKT3npfFeYQDO_kw/s1600/treeveins.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgmBkVG4fD3YmsnNfB7WKi1Ipvoc0qge0DjcSAVG_B3nCf9ZNO3cqSQw6akInNLTr9BC6K2kUaaQC9dH9kKqwRrRq3xQoNlG6_zbOFDDRumsmC4j89weFyW0nqWf9JKT3npfFeYQDO_kw/s320/treeveins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452985942644216514" border="0" /></a><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyfHOs82zoInP2NcRRL-WPsFmiwaWKQwzDGuOFcrhOaN7SCxxHSX1v9try9IgyVE7yXBQQNDPOFDisuN4qXsQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Smelled damp leaves and new earth. Sound of water everywhere."</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSnOxffa8FLhduZYMRFNZfnc-538RB3Dru6mrhGJYIzmoVj_nFQZDcX4mwqPAwQevrU-j9m1tG6628uCbCvY2xHcgtsG1j0lIK5ndPaCjLPYgXEnvgoBT9kA9ikFXRQeVX2w2mKYn6f4/s1600/stream.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrSnOxffa8FLhduZYMRFNZfnc-538RB3Dru6mrhGJYIzmoVj_nFQZDcX4mwqPAwQevrU-j9m1tG6628uCbCvY2xHcgtsG1j0lIK5ndPaCjLPYgXEnvgoBT9kA9ikFXRQeVX2w2mKYn6f4/s320/stream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452981935147674370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Note the stream running down the mountain in the background.</span><br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Big deep mountain breaths in time with the swollen creek bed rumblings. Other observations: wet spring. Leaves like deep pile shag--so different from the noisy playful fall leaves. Loved the "Tree Goiter" at the bridge!!"</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzE-fXmeQFQu3e6ApS_gTi9exwKfqVyRha3LWbdDd3suQoDXIA8vi5QA8y30CWlyMOTXv_KLVpVUpZmnA1pbQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"So grateful to Jackie for giving me this all too brief time of quiet contemplation! It even relaxed the pain in my gut from wolfing down dinner.</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">" </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi127Xqc4C7GU0bpgbXvUIQV2TlMHm4WVFswZMAoJ0rUemhPnvh2T5GlHhFCy73zHTjyHw5rF_OrTycAIldfv80NiFdM1G5v6AHZu-vB2ehGsFQjFbQ0eQ0EeFfVUC1_JWqVv9_IppUquY/s1600/fire.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi127Xqc4C7GU0bpgbXvUIQV2TlMHm4WVFswZMAoJ0rUemhPnvh2T5GlHhFCy73zHTjyHw5rF_OrTycAIldfv80NiFdM1G5v6AHZu-vB2ehGsFQjFbQ0eQ0EeFfVUC1_JWqVv9_IppUquY/s320/fire.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452981913686051314" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Unlike the past two snowy walks, there were plenty of signs that people had been here, and I don't mean beer bottles this time.</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwmPofMWKrkbJmzRE4YUoByhDROpAX_kIYNzbspYhbbTRGytcddacQIoJ7ffiV7mlmMrT1ZVpx5NL-BGsdGfAUEBaD-LerMSQ8hBUoLCIwrdNYn-LJW4iKETWuMHU_Jftn6TnjQ8o_Wt8/s1600/carin.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwmPofMWKrkbJmzRE4YUoByhDROpAX_kIYNzbspYhbbTRGytcddacQIoJ7ffiV7mlmMrT1ZVpx5NL-BGsdGfAUEBaD-LerMSQ8hBUoLCIwrdNYn-LJW4iKETWuMHU_Jftn6TnjQ8o_Wt8/s320/carin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452981907732821826" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Druids or hikers? You decide. It's not Micheal Graham though, because it doesn't have his trademark round rock at the top. Some of his beautiful cairns are off Deer Trail Road. If you look closely, you can see a new house being built on the far hillside. Wasn't there last fall.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></span></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9rDA_jGGddrSCyop2x3LBcx1STGcts6_vIK36ER58-1wtepI3i0stEwm4RrU8BLgt20FhhmnmcfC7mbEqtHjNjzFNAuYzuQA_nwTDYiMZ8BHTXmUizc6glikgDgZQv-s7OSh3rfds0zk/s1600/treespiderMarch.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9rDA_jGGddrSCyop2x3LBcx1STGcts6_vIK36ER58-1wtepI3i0stEwm4RrU8BLgt20FhhmnmcfC7mbEqtHjNjzFNAuYzuQA_nwTDYiMZ8BHTXmUizc6glikgDgZQv-s7OSh3rfds0zk/s320/treespiderMarch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452985935464195858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">Our tree spider, now in spring.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-wfE-rpom32fQBD1Fp2c3QP01ibUqyYP7KZ6KAGqgalzgZw-90qS9CO5ClyswBaKkL3iu1yp7Kwx_w83ni5JcshTasWXaZ91GyJ5isCGQRaOnIBJBSSGEarS2C7LNrux7X2Z0ryrrgo8/s1600/stonepath.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-wfE-rpom32fQBD1Fp2c3QP01ibUqyYP7KZ6KAGqgalzgZw-90qS9CO5ClyswBaKkL3iu1yp7Kwx_w83ni5JcshTasWXaZ91GyJ5isCGQRaOnIBJBSSGEarS2C7LNrux7X2Z0ryrrgo8/s320/stonepath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452981926693250738" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">A rare dry spot in the path.</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGCgVgVjHXth2F4Dn7gafuGyYCdIDXFF1jhGxFQ8kLUrtlX0tt3SEf3VqF4t_WGfp3HY2WET-yJs-g2tAZgKvpY9LSMdFoSP3DnvzgHQ3sBoGheyYkKnOg0iebBQlg9JD2MMjZmbSOSFg/s1600/trees.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGCgVgVjHXth2F4Dn7gafuGyYCdIDXFF1jhGxFQ8kLUrtlX0tt3SEf3VqF4t_WGfp3HY2WET-yJs-g2tAZgKvpY9LSMdFoSP3DnvzgHQ3sBoGheyYkKnOg0iebBQlg9JD2MMjZmbSOSFg/s320/trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452985926310921234" border="0" /></a></div><a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi127Xqc4C7GU0bpgbXvUIQV2TlMHm4WVFswZMAoJ0rUemhPnvh2T5GlHhFCy73zHTjyHw5rF_OrTycAIldfv80NiFdM1G5v6AHZu-vB2ehGsFQjFbQ0eQ0EeFfVUC1_JWqVv9_IppUquY/s1600/fire.jpg"><br /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Please join us next month on April 21st, </span>the day before Earth Day.<br />Share the experience with a friend! </span><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwmPofMWKrkbJmzRE4YUoByhDROpAX_kIYNzbspYhbbTRGytcddacQIoJ7ffiV7mlmMrT1ZVpx5NL-BGsdGfAUEBaD-LerMSQ8hBUoLCIwrdNYn-LJW4iKETWuMHU_Jftn6TnjQ8o_Wt8/s1600/carin.jpg"><br /></a>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-64691443442157810232010-03-19T09:05:00.001-07:002010-03-19T09:23:06.256-07:00Spring forward-March's walking is coming on Tuesday.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwLFpyEOxfeDFTgAYqZWOjUl0Yc4tLo-6htHYyjNm3P7TuKq1rPEKwqxJPNNv4CeYbUOjccbplTv8wv9FwuFQmpjIInU_h2-S_jO4neRL9Q0xkkynVIh5yjevtScKUdhzEKy9RE09MEEg/s1600-h/viewjacquerick.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwLFpyEOxfeDFTgAYqZWOjUl0Yc4tLo-6htHYyjNm3P7TuKq1rPEKwqxJPNNv4CeYbUOjccbplTv8wv9FwuFQmpjIInU_h2-S_jO4neRL9Q0xkkynVIh5yjevtScKUdhzEKy9RE09MEEg/s200/viewjacquerick.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450377110295319602" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Please join us for the next Silent Walk on the Half Moon this coming Tuesday, March 23. We meet at the trail head on Mountain Road in Cornwall-on-Hudson, NY. This will be our first walk in daylight since September, and we may see other signs of spring. Forecast now is for the rain to have finished, but dress accordingly.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">Come share a walk through the woods as an aesthetic experience. For more information about the silent walks, please </span><a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://silentwalksonthehalfmoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-when-where-information-for-silent.html">click here</a><span style="font-family:arial;">.</span></span> <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"> Questions can be emailed to <a href="mailto:jskrzyns@gmail.com">Jackie Skrzynski</a>.<a href="http://mailto:jskrzyns@gmail.com/"></a></span></span>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-80546090096163470692010-02-25T06:19:00.000-08:002021-06-29T13:11:58.054-07:00February's Walk--soft snow and twilight<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkUngtG2jmoo6ik8cpXRbGj11gbTsdLnD9s_nvPY5IUKOueaey4P5fc2bATg336D4BCPGJwh9ion4fzO5po3AEBQUDSqVmqMnNDQUQHPGM_JSDypajQ0YnIHC_zGEYoJPRgzMlOJMsNI/s1600-h/walkers.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 148px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXkUngtG2jmoo6ik8cpXRbGj11gbTsdLnD9s_nvPY5IUKOueaey4P5fc2bATg336D4BCPGJwh9ion4fzO5po3AEBQUDSqVmqMnNDQUQHPGM_JSDypajQ0YnIHC_zGEYoJPRgzMlOJMsNI/s400/walkers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442206457870971714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >The turn out was surprisingly low for such perfect weather, but a few people did show up to participate. Like the <a href="http://silentwalksonthehalfmoon.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html">October</a> walk (the other side of the winter solstice) we started out in twilight. Having a bit of light made such a difference. Unlike October when the air seemed filled with the glow of yellow leaves, the pervading color in February was blue--the snow, the shadows and the light, punctuated by glowing electric white and yellow. These two walks--October and February, have had the most magical light. The deepening shadows give rise to our own instinctual relationship to the darkness-fear and safety. The most defenseless animals come out at night because darkness offers protection that balances the risk of predators. In our woods, especially after so many walks at night, I enjoy the dark. We walk as a group-quite similar to a small herd--and the company is calming. Now after so many months, strangers who have shared multiple walks are connected in friendly, informal ways that are blossoming into friendships. For most, the self-conscious nervousness of the first experience gives way to a dilated permeance.</span>
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">This is community; this is communion.</span></span></span>
<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">The following are comments made by the participants along with documentary photographs and recordings. They act as reminders and footnotes of an experience, but nothing beats actually taking the walk.
<span style="font-weight: bold;">Please join us next month on March 23rd.</span></span></span>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SSZ7vjfDS9P3oy9h4ImqF_iDSjLZbiWJi3Ay5GwQ9_uTKQvZeoH98kYegixV5jil6MvV24xTon_x_xZmXMxgd4oLgQOuXerrYEsnPUOkwOKnMMIFDCX4vxQEYc5dH2_oZGZNnLkf3RE/s1600-h/evergreen.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 168px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6SSZ7vjfDS9P3oy9h4ImqF_iDSjLZbiWJi3Ay5GwQ9_uTKQvZeoH98kYegixV5jil6MvV24xTon_x_xZmXMxgd4oLgQOuXerrYEsnPUOkwOKnMMIFDCX4vxQEYc5dH2_oZGZNnLkf3RE/s320/evergreen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442204367280348514" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"The whirling call of an owl and the yip of what might have been a coyote made this walk extra special for me. The mist over the river made the boat lights glow. It was so peaceful watching them slowly float up river. The twilight and the snow offered plenty of light, yet I kept noticing the silhouettes of the tree branches. Glad there was no ice!"</span></span>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"I am at home wherever I am." --Rumi
I did not want it to end. (I'm bringing a snowball home for the dogs.)</span></span>
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</span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU2fzTiBeN5Cvt06osH15PY267pUVCIdZvVGgAuBl6we9GOAI94SxE7pRS72OlCLkFIQjmPbDgl9_08t5SUUpfsmuUT-k_iG-2FGZ8MLFAOZK-N_9E1YCQvYV2MrdhRIhLAzgxNjtq350/s1600-h/wallcloseup.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU2fzTiBeN5Cvt06osH15PY267pUVCIdZvVGgAuBl6we9GOAI94SxE7pRS72OlCLkFIQjmPbDgl9_08t5SUUpfsmuUT-k_iG-2FGZ8MLFAOZK-N_9E1YCQvYV2MrdhRIhLAzgxNjtq350/s400/wallcloseup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442206461687123378" border="0" /></a>
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Perfect night for a silent walk. Light going in and snow continued to light the way as dark settled in around us. Good sounds and tasty chocolate covered pretzels at the end!"</span></span>
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</span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnvoOGc9lJxV-nn29PZ4VbFaHKSgT1OQSSJvtzMeKDTfl8HA5zzHuci8iJjK4gTqNOA9O7QcRqmS5XnNbIVqfxeGuFD0AmlxMcEsKyB1UjPnFdHyVtYyFzU6PBMaWw5yLKe6-QRZv3Ls/s1600-h/barbaraJoy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnvoOGc9lJxV-nn29PZ4VbFaHKSgT1OQSSJvtzMeKDTfl8HA5zzHuci8iJjK4gTqNOA9O7QcRqmS5XnNbIVqfxeGuFD0AmlxMcEsKyB1UjPnFdHyVtYyFzU6PBMaWw5yLKe6-QRZv3Ls/s320/barbaraJoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442203323051588114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">A word of appreciation for Barbara Gioia--Many people have faithfully attended several Silent Walks, and we love you all! It's not easy to fit these events into work/home/kids' schedules. We would like to give special recognition to Barbara Gioia (pictured above right) who has attended almost every Silent Walk. We will remember your comment about the chocolate covered pretzels.</span></span>
<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmKO6F_2wwNRdGHTDIbMZEIVc2Hq_7KWtl0jz6xaq8j8VIgiQAZYpAB_PlEHKLBVcoHA3ZqEUpOZk6rXlRxIzw7ZG4pi_u0sgH28M49J5UetWgEB-1HnQxdDf0XjVvSiWHpN6C9Lh_M60/s1600-h/deerhoofdrag.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmKO6F_2wwNRdGHTDIbMZEIVc2Hq_7KWtl0jz6xaq8j8VIgiQAZYpAB_PlEHKLBVcoHA3ZqEUpOZk6rXlRxIzw7ZG4pi_u0sgH28M49J5UetWgEB-1HnQxdDf0XjVvSiWHpN6C9Lh_M60/s320/deerhoofdrag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442204360404174578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Dog and deer tracks are everywhere.</span></span>
</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieRMFev7Aepx-z4ZDu572n-48eF62t2gaGQHi5BHC10RGLxfzVggvDgEuLq8sKriu1PE2P0Uz60Ki9YOHq3hoOK2smsAuvKFGUdO6eKQp24uRDZWFaOcg1wqCqL5lA4pYrQbL6Q5Ou9j8/s1600-h/barberry2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieRMFev7Aepx-z4ZDu572n-48eF62t2gaGQHi5BHC10RGLxfzVggvDgEuLq8sKriu1PE2P0Uz60Ki9YOHq3hoOK2smsAuvKFGUdO6eKQp24uRDZWFaOcg1wqCqL5lA4pYrQbL6Q5Ou9j8/s320/barberry2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442203328876622834" border="0" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">"Not surprisingly, I feel invisible and insignificant. I actually felt terrified but also relieved. The woods were quite calm but little noises that crept towards me were not recognizable and alien."</span></span>
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</span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSl0R5oquSrmBCYd78kqO0YxPS70rpQQp5NodtPP7zqE5ILgSlpkeo-ugsTxDhQaqPTVLBzfRLtftQlqsBVchtVEeDgFjIpmZDsnKcx_6cEDF5yWixJ9mfkjngEwMxxOAyomT5mn4hQI0/s1600-h/branchflash.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSl0R5oquSrmBCYd78kqO0YxPS70rpQQp5NodtPP7zqE5ILgSlpkeo-ugsTxDhQaqPTVLBzfRLtftQlqsBVchtVEeDgFjIpmZDsnKcx_6cEDF5yWixJ9mfkjngEwMxxOAyomT5mn4hQI0/s320/branchflash.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442203336278445538" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >"Today had to be the perfect day for a silent walk in the woods. Soft snow on the ground. No wind. Warm temperatures. I could have stayed all night."</span>
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<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Walking up to the view in the snow.
The sounds drift up from the river and the village.</span>
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<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix_uzgRTqePf6IdFgv__X7sycCKdLGdID5T1Dj3vicvVz-57QBGY-SFdX9PDgxsUFF1oA-s50c74uMgvbn0Vqm-BC5tHYYwlZUUFrD0JW9hYgvcpzUZYA6O6wGDRFx2Yj3fM-774EWusQ/s1600-h/thomshat.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix_uzgRTqePf6IdFgv__X7sycCKdLGdID5T1Dj3vicvVz-57QBGY-SFdX9PDgxsUFF1oA-s50c74uMgvbn0Vqm-BC5tHYYwlZUUFrD0JW9hYgvcpzUZYA6O6wGDRFx2Yj3fM-774EWusQ/s200/thomshat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442205818045504050" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Evidence of the presence of <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/carphappy67/StainedGlassByThomMunterich#">Thom Munterich</a>, the Silent Walk's photographer.</span></span>
<span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" >Please join us for our next Silent Walk on March 23rd. Questions can be directed to <a href="mailto:jskrzyns@gmail.com">Jackie Skrzynski</a>. </span>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-34087199833148734092010-02-20T05:39:00.000-08:002010-02-20T05:54:54.050-08:00The Final Four-February 22, Monday, is the next walk.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNS0Dehgn4NTYrljVs5pzi4kfZh07qjOq61CLK3y6JZwuBCfNjuIyQN8Xu5qKK-zuvc3PhFFGykKMZv4w6SAERUsoE8BLUN2yZL6xWPwvKitQJPZEs3JSfaSIPO5BuoFaYQXWIXDj9HlU/s1600-h/treewithsnow.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 84px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNS0Dehgn4NTYrljVs5pzi4kfZh07qjOq61CLK3y6JZwuBCfNjuIyQN8Xu5qKK-zuvc3PhFFGykKMZv4w6SAERUsoE8BLUN2yZL6xWPwvKitQJPZEs3JSfaSIPO5BuoFaYQXWIXDj9HlU/s200/treewithsnow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440320415469112130" border="0" /><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"> Only four more walks left! We meet at 6pm at the Storm King trail head located on Mountain Road in Cornwall-on-Hudson.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">The forecast is predicting light snow. If that happens, it will be the first time the walks have had precipitation. Please be prepared for semi-darkness and possibly icy paths. We will have extra flashlights for those who wish to use them. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Walking in the evening woods as a group in silence is a great way to experience "our" mountain. Please come and bring a friend! We will move at a slow pace and stay together. </span><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-family: arial;">Walkers participate at their own risk.</span></span><br /></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-24583544018547862652010-01-26T09:41:00.000-08:002010-01-26T11:25:23.958-08:00January's Walk: Careful Steps<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXhrXnmxESVG-gGAFIoseZ2PvD9vMScZPUgthrRdR9okKlK0k6maigRdMYtODtYuVCQkJRkbMdzCVgFVJYfdZ6BBTDfib49fm9j4yQpchHx-w1TpnIF4bgoq-N6g3IDgRXu-IlsZXRfM/s1600-h/2starting.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilXhrXnmxESVG-gGAFIoseZ2PvD9vMScZPUgthrRdR9okKlK0k6maigRdMYtODtYuVCQkJRkbMdzCVgFVJYfdZ6BBTDfib49fm9j4yQpchHx-w1TpnIF4bgoq-N6g3IDgRXu-IlsZXRfM/s200/2starting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431124586226839010" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv_kS5W-UlmQpXHVDeAlOQOMaj9_dcyj9yLYidGf7OcN7t_jIeHSoqvcSoo5gVT2oPKvXJuze4mXS9PinYR0XhDmbhNDMuTnxOlxHv7FRq97WmPpmQs545qal77BGjldbrnHodSawGWKs/s1600-h/1meetgreet.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 102px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv_kS5W-UlmQpXHVDeAlOQOMaj9_dcyj9yLYidGf7OcN7t_jIeHSoqvcSoo5gVT2oPKvXJuze4mXS9PinYR0XhDmbhNDMuTnxOlxHv7FRq97WmPpmQs545qal77BGjldbrnHodSawGWKs/s200/1meetgreet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431124581415923650" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >About a dozen people turned out on a cold winter's night for the half-moon walk. Most of the snow had melted in the recent warm weather, but the old road we follow had plenty of ice. Although the lack of snow meant a darker walk, the half-moon showed brightly through the trees. The shadows were distinct and beautiful. The following are comments provided by some of the walkers. Thanks again for our photographer and walk sweeper, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Thom Munterich</span>, for documenting in the dark.</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit8VU0WEAGi2qv3sOXqixH1zqU-3x5N5zvU4e_LppNUwbi4E6zqFlQAoDrmSg8d7GLd4IKUdgZb2HRXIiC3y9XJTGzTHDYbVgz_xdmnmSNxt1oDEuJd01cPfDnsRqJ0wl6kHeXa9udQpM/s1600-h/3icy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit8VU0WEAGi2qv3sOXqixH1zqU-3x5N5zvU4e_LppNUwbi4E6zqFlQAoDrmSg8d7GLd4IKUdgZb2HRXIiC3y9XJTGzTHDYbVgz_xdmnmSNxt1oDEuJd01cPfDnsRqJ0wl6kHeXa9udQpM/s320/3icy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431112670209795762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"Just enough light to see the ice beneath my feet. So similar and yet so different from two months ago. The view was alive with lights and sounds. The woods felt welcoming, as if January was a distant thought."</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczz82zjZpnsQDMLJZvcK3l558J5uPrz0iZGolz-Iv1mvfkKwhYS0l0kHHxAyZ_T1LPStoMBPCkEigMoSd43Mxh6XvOY_wvE0FDft2_9zBbiVqKNDWgHtG9Oh95RqN74JLSP8kMKWSS9U/s1600-h/treewall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgczz82zjZpnsQDMLJZvcK3l558J5uPrz0iZGolz-Iv1mvfkKwhYS0l0kHHxAyZ_T1LPStoMBPCkEigMoSd43Mxh6XvOY_wvE0FDft2_9zBbiVqKNDWgHtG9Oh95RqN74JLSP8kMKWSS9U/s320/treewall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431112683105082322" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"It was lovely even though I didn't get to where we were supposed to go. It is the journey, not the end."</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQHdrdPphCARPqf6Ei14dpPaA7X5UD1lV9AkJIZJnGfTNDLoGzoaBvRpXJ9jI5EsLXN4Vd1-4bFAzdO_krN5st-b4CJaYMEoADgKP2hO2sgv6_JwiOaZ3AQ3nt0AjosGxGemKlPVg08U/s1600-h/9appearance.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipQHdrdPphCARPqf6Ei14dpPaA7X5UD1lV9AkJIZJnGfTNDLoGzoaBvRpXJ9jI5EsLXN4Vd1-4bFAzdO_krN5st-b4CJaYMEoADgKP2hO2sgv6_JwiOaZ3AQ3nt0AjosGxGemKlPVg08U/s320/9appearance.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431111743220783602" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"I am 8 years old. I can't believe I stayed quiet. It was so fun. I also can't believe I finished first. Hope you come. You will like it."</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvimBO2SUM_dxiCarv1p5REXHNaJvOJE6SbbokvahRstiBzNTG-voy4ZG5NvldoNSYdHshxcOqzDMGfGCGZ7VA08CKZ9t5ialONkoVKNyIQGQfLU0P6JuyTYWQQWa74BWp6LXW4DK4Lzo/s1600-h/7approach.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvimBO2SUM_dxiCarv1p5REXHNaJvOJE6SbbokvahRstiBzNTG-voy4ZG5NvldoNSYdHshxcOqzDMGfGCGZ7VA08CKZ9t5ialONkoVKNyIQGQfLU0P6JuyTYWQQWa74BWp6LXW4DK4Lzo/s320/7approach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431111728075898850" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"The slow walk up the icy road was filled with ash-colored shadows. I saw almost no color until we got to the view. Then the lights were shameless, winking in reds and yellows. The train passed right below us."</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPoSBhRw3CvEqNBcAs-D-xpQUcG_GaRvDjTkorRGevZfWg9Q-rNc2s1WNp4jlX4Gzc5uGgWgs6UdVMUQ1AAmsx30Qw6-t2GBeiY-EVCIY1-V4kC_NPYOtwo78enj5-BOd1eH0W8M-0V6g/s1600-h/8whatitslike.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPoSBhRw3CvEqNBcAs-D-xpQUcG_GaRvDjTkorRGevZfWg9Q-rNc2s1WNp4jlX4Gzc5uGgWgs6UdVMUQ1AAmsx30Qw6-t2GBeiY-EVCIY1-V4kC_NPYOtwo78enj5-BOd1eH0W8M-0V6g/s400/8whatitslike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431114868056339986" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"Standing high above our homes. In darkness. With nothing. Traces of snow snake through the woods like a question mark. Just shut up and hike!"</span><br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGyAOXmYttUY_a4MnTDWbONtvWoj95tc8XOOIIL5d7wHvfwH0SrHd58y7BsC1mhi1ArQbEqpry_84mM7QnUbn3U9HtRAQEI0OuX0ROnwTGFve_XedPRaMHlAjylHR2JoDQYjnfnIqxvXk/s1600-h/wallshadow.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGyAOXmYttUY_a4MnTDWbONtvWoj95tc8XOOIIL5d7wHvfwH0SrHd58y7BsC1mhi1ArQbEqpry_84mM7QnUbn3U9HtRAQEI0OuX0ROnwTGFve_XedPRaMHlAjylHR2JoDQYjnfnIqxvXk/s320/wallshadow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431112687450470514" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"A much needed quiet after having gone to a rock concert the night before. Would have been better if I didn't lose my friend....very beautiful. Grateful for no bear attacks. "</span><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >(Me too!</span>)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZeNTokJUXwgx3wzRXkBsrqqS2AYiwbTyYj8cSpk-3s3GVe5MApgBLcdknHSEG_VG5owvcZVeuvg0ZdhiDUsgPSbWZgdQzv3shU6Ki7JSvCnmDH4hvwgcpdym96G-CJ1uz1QlOo1bqkJY/s1600-h/scars.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZeNTokJUXwgx3wzRXkBsrqqS2AYiwbTyYj8cSpk-3s3GVe5MApgBLcdknHSEG_VG5owvcZVeuvg0ZdhiDUsgPSbWZgdQzv3shU6Ki7JSvCnmDH4hvwgcpdym96G-CJ1uz1QlOo1bqkJY/s320/scars.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431112678368791874" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >" 'Can we find a way to communicate that transcends words?' What great fun!"</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxD4T67Xx4XLzGWwbc91se4COeOviEJQcJD-bxBZ_eLZlorEe7VQFrKsbWM3P5YvuLlj-x5k5m4kX0goqvRVg' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Streaming video</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFWrQctcg6CL1RJ5PBJCl-mp3qQVRNYJw8j9pztP7n47XAO6qq0OckKOpcZuK34O-OMW97oeg1QbIArgUa6tq8_rogQG6GAdJAXqIKz5JT9xc6s7qPRNdBx1bESkRZ6Ye8mlWtT7QrKK4/s1600-h/5stream.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFWrQctcg6CL1RJ5PBJCl-mp3qQVRNYJw8j9pztP7n47XAO6qq0OckKOpcZuK34O-OMW97oeg1QbIArgUa6tq8_rogQG6GAdJAXqIKz5JT9xc6s7qPRNdBx1bESkRZ6Ye8mlWtT7QrKK4/s320/5stream.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431111716827561298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"Optimistic"</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dwJEoKFspHGKit5hElXEC2_uh66gk4T0haeMXM6p2Tj10eENlVvRHrVrzoIzMmHhrHNezNmZO-jINwM8qe65w' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Brief train recording<br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >"Lying back on cold bare rock, my body is warm. Train whistle wails in the distance."</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHI1ETcs0HcNoSXzPomIHy7MkwpZes_nbF0RM1MMvrE2uoCp4U5duOUsCNqbw8syM4xz06JnBB-cCTR7mK8lNbCQut9ok5GRV0QOZJ700OFhG8CZDyscjRjQWddhWhjOC1Aozfui9kRIs/s1600-h/6spidertree.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHI1ETcs0HcNoSXzPomIHy7MkwpZes_nbF0RM1MMvrE2uoCp4U5duOUsCNqbw8syM4xz06JnBB-cCTR7mK8lNbCQut9ok5GRV0QOZJ700OFhG8CZDyscjRjQWddhWhjOC1Aozfui9kRIs/s320/6spidertree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431111722771410530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEdC_AuPZnH-XV67fQgHoxrYDOataDQER-5HZnt5hRwrtjGu6LzYG5M-KljWYqD4EOhiNxfcleCmmaZXbI8scYzosyErqaWWxzJOm-EAd6GpaQmws6Bm65Bvs2agBp4ByS9Yb8pn7cl50/s1600-h/4limb.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEdC_AuPZnH-XV67fQgHoxrYDOataDQER-5HZnt5hRwrtjGu6LzYG5M-KljWYqD4EOhiNxfcleCmmaZXbI8scYzosyErqaWWxzJOm-EAd6GpaQmws6Bm65Bvs2agBp4ByS9Yb8pn7cl50/s200/4limb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431110837625854258" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEignWqTWRzgGJn3AWO_x6EOXQjx7K_H8joAuhljlmEiwzXV7MS7dA5NpFctxLmNLvk4vcCcY5uQNceFyhg7SNnlj4GnBkls7QoF2S7rlXNVmC-B3NXAYyTeXkAS9bC4h2zTdscJ1SM9mFU/s1600-h/turnleft.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 86px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEignWqTWRzgGJn3AWO_x6EOXQjx7K_H8joAuhljlmEiwzXV7MS7dA5NpFctxLmNLvk4vcCcY5uQNceFyhg7SNnlj4GnBkls7QoF2S7rlXNVmC-B3NXAYyTeXkAS9bC4h2zTdscJ1SM9mFU/s200/turnleft.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431113412923206306" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Join us for the next Silent Walk on <span style="font-weight: bold;">February 22</span>. It's a group thing. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEdC_AuPZnH-XV67fQgHoxrYDOataDQER-5HZnt5hRwrtjGu6LzYG5M-KljWYqD4EOhiNxfcleCmmaZXbI8scYzosyErqaWWxzJOm-EAd6GpaQmws6Bm65Bvs2agBp4ByS9Yb8pn7cl50/s1600-h/4limb.jpg"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ><br /></span></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-55346127823224155252010-01-17T12:26:00.001-08:002010-01-17T12:36:11.227-08:00Next Walk-January 23rd--A Saturday<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUB5DFZz601E_GuqLOsyHcYvWkvVHn66uLURejDXKRsiCPMhyphenhyphenFMxJHvtGQ_cyEHXry-b2Es-MaxBjKtcuTvVHGluf9GU28k-onIp38wWYeGFoskUxPOPLW6NkaTaQH5i6lChIPGpuARu0/s1600-h/animaltracks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 112px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUB5DFZz601E_GuqLOsyHcYvWkvVHn66uLURejDXKRsiCPMhyphenhyphenFMxJHvtGQ_cyEHXry-b2Es-MaxBjKtcuTvVHGluf9GU28k-onIp38wWYeGFoskUxPOPLW6NkaTaQH5i6lChIPGpuARu0/s200/animaltracks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427808158853801410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Please join us for the next Silent Walk on the Half Moon. We meet at the stone pillars on Mountain Rd at 6pm. Dress appropriately and bring a flashlight in case you want to use it. This will be our last walk that starts and ends in the dark. It's such an incredible experience, please come and bring a friend!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Walkers participate at their own risk.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">For more information about the the Silent Walks, click <a href="http://silentwalksonthehalfmoon.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-when-where-information-for-silent.html">here</a>.</span></span>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-69768444773683669352009-12-27T10:57:00.000-08:002009-12-27T14:13:28.389-08:00Oh, yoolis night<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQMqxfpCYw6ZM6JiBtkVA_6dAsSEoYQdu1_ZvYjFOdkHSVyVGhxTDOsgzM7NGSBae1lFX5bbetukD0se7V0Xzf4R2wwIQ4ybLlo5ORH5TDG7CzjpC5Tdr15-wdKNRO-IdK2EwAw__sPvA/s1600-h/dec.trailhead.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQMqxfpCYw6ZM6JiBtkVA_6dAsSEoYQdu1_ZvYjFOdkHSVyVGhxTDOsgzM7NGSBae1lFX5bbetukD0se7V0Xzf4R2wwIQ4ybLlo5ORH5TDG7CzjpC5Tdr15-wdKNRO-IdK2EwAw__sPvA/s320/dec.trailhead.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419992850219281058" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQMqxfpCYw6ZM6JiBtkVA_6dAsSEoYQdu1_ZvYjFOdkHSVyVGhxTDOsgzM7NGSBae1lFX5bbetukD0se7V0Xzf4R2wwIQ4ybLlo5ORH5TDG7CzjpC5Tdr15-wdKNRO-IdK2EwAw__sPvA/s1600-h/dec.trailhead.jpg"> </a></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">December 23rd was so cold, we waited in our car for others to arrive, not sure if any would.</span> Many people who had planned to walk called in regrets noting holiday preparations that still needed doing. Then people did begin showing up. We had four tried-and-true walkers and one first-timer. Our newbie had hiked the Rockies alone in his youth and knows Storm King Mountain better than any of us. He even ran part of the way!<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgEQJOucXwiZz3JkpbeeVqXXIH_gw2H7qR27e0UjAQ9a1_PaIWumEhZyoQHebHqDWzPZq_h1EOEU6WSzdz5cyamE_dfufLY5gYDOi4s0IZeEoXqAqzyrwE70eFiwk-8I5Cox1ghfvrBc8/s1600-h/yellowblaze.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgEQJOucXwiZz3JkpbeeVqXXIH_gw2H7qR27e0UjAQ9a1_PaIWumEhZyoQHebHqDWzPZq_h1EOEU6WSzdz5cyamE_dfufLY5gYDOi4s0IZeEoXqAqzyrwE70eFiwk-8I5Cox1ghfvrBc8/s400/yellowblaze.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419993547875849442" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">These beautiful photographs are taken with a flash. They make the woods seem very dark beyond the scope of the light. Trust me, the woods were full of snowlight and moonlight. The mountain resonated for us, and on this night, we gratefully received what it gave.<br />Now that's the holiday spirit.</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOEC8SjheM-Tb1FGnUEoivxPwDwzHAM1-cgPfht1V-zT35onVzozVGkcCYeTyXq3uIl6vwI4umrJ9rRt6Ct3cIo63LtjPKVzmId0dVUee96h1LT9WmA89YKymuKBbatGOuHeZpY5zh2U/s1600-h/path.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjOEC8SjheM-Tb1FGnUEoivxPwDwzHAM1-cgPfht1V-zT35onVzozVGkcCYeTyXq3uIl6vwI4umrJ9rRt6Ct3cIo63LtjPKVzmId0dVUee96h1LT9WmA89YKymuKBbatGOuHeZpY5zh2U/s320/path.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419994316131390450" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"Walking in the snow is slippery! I need new boots!"<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfN2G-UTCXd_0QejYOcc1RiphCuK1jPOXBW4CAyQqUvlX746NbkTG7z4OtdWRtO1a_NNSrTMjJZMwZpPBsZzgylLCYR99LGaoRkqqpDtNYPCWYIu9xQKC4yO-bTDDdedrtlCiY7n6WAA8/s1600-h/stonewall.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfN2G-UTCXd_0QejYOcc1RiphCuK1jPOXBW4CAyQqUvlX746NbkTG7z4OtdWRtO1a_NNSrTMjJZMwZpPBsZzgylLCYR99LGaoRkqqpDtNYPCWYIu9xQKC4yO-bTDDdedrtlCiY7n6WAA8/s400/stonewall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419993542024488338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">"Snow is sublime! Crunchy and bright. A beautiful walk."</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizmEl_dZ67OKPE3WlMaZTA3VNMHX2vCAvKzvnwjolyFAbISu7WnG0YReQuuXfk5L3fGf2bKlB7CzXIleLn-Lorba543yRIR81dTDO6YPo55wmQgO0e-xRmqLgQeA9C92jfoXX42w_gx0/s1600-h/treearms.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgizmEl_dZ67OKPE3WlMaZTA3VNMHX2vCAvKzvnwjolyFAbISu7WnG0YReQuuXfk5L3fGf2bKlB7CzXIleLn-Lorba543yRIR81dTDO6YPo55wmQgO0e-xRmqLgQeA9C92jfoXX42w_gx0/s400/treearms.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419993544776729506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2nMVGDvkjQ5gu5hHtTCNgAwlSW6Jyh3I8ZHh6k84tsjFgQaQ6arIyhMboE9XDtnLXbpUx6CVwyBnp03axIzaagh6Gvsb3PUAeFP50Ddl8PtqayGXYfLm0MQrwdUewPgotY7hyvQset4/s1600-h/halfmoon.trees.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA2nMVGDvkjQ5gu5hHtTCNgAwlSW6Jyh3I8ZHh6k84tsjFgQaQ6arIyhMboE9XDtnLXbpUx6CVwyBnp03axIzaagh6Gvsb3PUAeFP50Ddl8PtqayGXYfLm0MQrwdUewPgotY7hyvQset4/s320/halfmoon.trees.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419994312070084370" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">"The woods were filled with light, yet my mind whirred a bit loudly this time. Drifted until I would see the moon and remember where I was. Less color, more sound as the trees whined about the wind." </span></span><br /><br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" ></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi4nhpKN_sM0Vze_8NwQnceYirS_KeNW6rvXmiw5Q_RadS9-_ftNbEUG_ja10gxZxCf5lxT3CjZfHoIzvwY3RzD23aYWZn4n-wgSMzwWkCgdC3zwDG3RyK2hUk_J_WRrOlEDYwWNSGiIw/s1600-h/thoms.boots.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi4nhpKN_sM0Vze_8NwQnceYirS_KeNW6rvXmiw5Q_RadS9-_ftNbEUG_ja10gxZxCf5lxT3CjZfHoIzvwY3RzD23aYWZn4n-wgSMzwWkCgdC3zwDG3RyK2hUk_J_WRrOlEDYwWNSGiIw/s320/thoms.boots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419994328050983698" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Thom Munterich takes all the photographs and sound recordings for the Silent Walks.<br />This picture compares to one he took in July.</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dye9TJM92FbwRVVUx5oZmHgrZDK_6Lq9Tb2zzUoLmvkAq4r0vwSGlefgZt5VUUXtT7oUrb5Gg_SmmIRedM-' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">"Snow--familiar distance and direction. Moonlight great. Overdressed. A little crunch, water, but quieter than usual."<br />Click above to listen to the water.<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin_SVOltASYKCs8ridRDdDDx148pswvcPWo8_S8t-QN1PwNl9hwUM0qvkAXzK19p0D8WhIsRLf0AlLr6sDfQy0FbC7qns2ok4OyxKX5J5sycto47n7X61g0yliZ5ObkGxnhqtNezEXeac/s1600-h/reverse.silhouette.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEin_SVOltASYKCs8ridRDdDDx148pswvcPWo8_S8t-QN1PwNl9hwUM0qvkAXzK19p0D8WhIsRLf0AlLr6sDfQy0FbC7qns2ok4OyxKX5J5sycto47n7X61g0yliZ5ObkGxnhqtNezEXeac/s320/reverse.silhouette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419994320873962962" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Reverse silhouette, lights in the distance.<br /><br /></span></span><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dw3RCUu-f6EpqAu9oXdVhMAJEbe53necDqK865MMYmFCbgC8sRQ1txaNqjhIdfB4Zl8_PsMJi8kou_CNe9qXQ' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Click above for snow walking.</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT2nZXYUxZGFouLkzaEzfZEE3gP3ohyphenhyphenlVFZYWjLKsz6EhPINHOLa7B6J61FuzI8dBOehS5FaTQ19ELNiMeHcGInWCoiL80AoChZxo30NqyfD4d3wcLHTtmnCk7YEku3wfOSAhinj-wB1g/s1600-h/well.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 272px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT2nZXYUxZGFouLkzaEzfZEE3gP3ohyphenhyphenlVFZYWjLKsz6EhPINHOLa7B6J61FuzI8dBOehS5FaTQ19ELNiMeHcGInWCoiL80AoChZxo30NqyfD4d3wcLHTtmnCk7YEku3wfOSAhinj-wB1g/s320/well.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419995279962903330" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />A well catches the stream on it's way down.<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVO6t2FwCMPPYqZjSXgH8mnyUVtg7YD3WnWH1DZaTHNvXwiRtZGtnkPg7N-7wMYXIZuJqX6z6f5gLyhoQfHUXgprkv5lqqCVnZCn_Wtj_mmWaeb2N79kU0sszKylryw3vA60fPUmsOifY/s1600-h/attheview.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVO6t2FwCMPPYqZjSXgH8mnyUVtg7YD3WnWH1DZaTHNvXwiRtZGtnkPg7N-7wMYXIZuJqX6z6f5gLyhoQfHUXgprkv5lqqCVnZCn_Wtj_mmWaeb2N79kU0sszKylryw3vA60fPUmsOifY/s320/attheview.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419992837654326354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br />"Brilliant white lights on the banks. Day of Giving. Happy Solstice."<br /></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUQbXjP2bIbq2l1sqtUJkE21WRTVR8JUrHRcGoDIDRJX6Fe-phqaGOyWdYrQ-dBqp8wdpVIFMfrHNqMa2JwlynLP2878bZxW9Cy95D5RwY6FRgr_uJ0_q-bjwNSEV0kUQ_wNBA7JuT7M/s1600-h/breath.vapor.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUQbXjP2bIbq2l1sqtUJkE21WRTVR8JUrHRcGoDIDRJX6Fe-phqaGOyWdYrQ-dBqp8wdpVIFMfrHNqMa2JwlynLP2878bZxW9Cy95D5RwY6FRgr_uJ0_q-bjwNSEV0kUQ_wNBA7JuT7M/s320/breath.vapor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419992838723113378" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;" >Breath lingering in the cold air.</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEYCminzemohNNAsZrJDrRZHGW1lZLhP5zLDwVwU_6_5P7IY6wh8aU1xu688fZbPig7JD8iELudt7qkgGYXvaJYHIkwHKfgyLglB8hdYeKYIjVw5o2FQQIJvsAHrPIoVxIOwVLALSJ8A/s1600-h/animaltracks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqEYCminzemohNNAsZrJDrRZHGW1lZLhP5zLDwVwU_6_5P7IY6wh8aU1xu688fZbPig7JD8iELudt7qkgGYXvaJYHIkwHKfgyLglB8hdYeKYIjVw5o2FQQIJvsAHrPIoVxIOwVLALSJ8A/s320/animaltracks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419992820849845922" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> At the end, several people said they were surprised how warm they got as they walked. Two said they had a harder time </span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> keeping their thoughts from drifting </span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;">this time, maybe because of the holidays, while another said this walk was her best yet. We shared Christmas cookies and well wishes for the new year.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-weight: bold;">The next Silent Walk is on January 23. Bundle up and come walk with us! </span></span></span><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7877381081193131982.post-73146819785720070772009-12-22T08:24:00.000-08:002009-12-22T08:33:44.246-08:00All is calm, all is bright<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxlA01BPsyrNb9MVaQv4_bHr7A_9bbxBCK_bsOkKlGse8-sIDGeBSFeCLSGk5NiKn_0KOV9lsk3Y3LS5Rnk6LfVFY5lNBofQ8lZMR3wP7zWt0oplaTBMrdI_MxkveQ7YUDqUlQKJ36Nzc/s1600/viewlitslong.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1240px; height: 374px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxlA01BPsyrNb9MVaQv4_bHr7A_9bbxBCK_bsOkKlGse8-sIDGeBSFeCLSGk5NiKn_0KOV9lsk3Y3LS5Rnk6LfVFY5lNBofQ8lZMR3wP7zWt0oplaTBMrdI_MxkveQ7YUDqUlQKJ36Nzc/s1600/viewlitslong.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Join us for a silent night. Trail head on Mountain Rd. 6:00pm. December 23. </span><span style="font-family: arial;">Dress for cold and slippery conditions. </span></span>jackie skrzynskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15482323310840379902noreply@blogger.com1