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Six images. No idea why WordPress is featuring the You Tube embed from the end of the post.

Life at the Abandoned Sawmill was fraught with danger.

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Jack’s pulpit, that is. Three lushly green glamor shots of  Arisaema triphyllum,  also known as jack-in-the-pulpit, bog onion, brown dragon, Indian turnip, American wake robin or wild turnip. Shots were taken last May near the creek in the Arboretum.

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Why plant portraits now? Because today topped out at about 9 F with a wind chill of -21. Tomorrow’s forecast promises a HIGH temperature of 0 degrees F. That’s before you factor in the wind. The only green outside right now comes from discarded Christmas trees leaning on the curb like your crazy uncle Bob at a wedding reception.

I’m jonesing for some green.

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Seven images from last fall’s sawmill adventure in northern Wisconsin. This fellow was tucked around behind a garage and it was the logo on his door that first captured my attention.

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I am just going to say that I am the least gear-headed individual you will ever meet and could not recognize a 6-cylinder winkle-loaded frammis with dual rotator cuff exhaust pipes if it was perched on my shoulder and humming in my ear.  However, that personal handicap does not prevent me from looking at old engines as works of art.

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I’m going to whisper here because I don’t want my Toyota to hear me, but I’ve looked at its engine and was not all that impressed. All business in there. Zero use of color.  What would be so bad about adding  a little yellow or dusty rose just to make the whole thing pop?

What? Are you going to tell me that turquoise is not a fuel-efficient color?

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For more of the Abandoned Sawmill, see “Holy Mother of Pearl” https://wabisabiphotography.wordpress.com/2014/10/02/holy-mother-of-pearl/ and several other posts tagged “Abandoned Sawmill.”

One photographer whose work I really enjoy is Jane Lurie. She recently posted a “Red and Green” collection ( http://janeluriephotography.wordpress.com/2014/12/20/reds-and-greens/ ) that includes the interior of an old Ford. I couldn’t help but think of it as I was prepping these shots today.

Your friend, Wabi Sabi, is a serial monogamist, falling in love with this bridge, that sawmill and the other deserted barn. But always just one pretty face at a time. Seventeenth-century poet Sir John Suckling wasn’t exactly talking about me…but darned close.

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Out upon it, I have lov’d
Three whole days together;
And am like to love three more,
If it prove fair weather.

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Time shall molt away his wings
Ere he shall discover
In such whole wide world again
Such a constant lover.

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But the spite on’t is, no praise
Is due at all to me:
Love with me had made no stays
Had it any been but she.

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Had it any been but she
And that very face,
There had been at least ere this
A dozen dozen in her place.      

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One last visit to the Barn ‘O Wonderful this morning.

My good friend, Karen, tossed the first stanza of “Constant Lover” at me the last time I was hyperventilating over a site–the Abandoned Sawmill, I think. Long, long ago, we were most fortunate to have an extraordinary woman for our high school English teacher.  Mrs. Kelly insisted that her students memorize poetry…lots of it. You had to make an appointment with her and then recite your lines one on one. She would let us sing our poems if we wished and this is how I know that Robert Frost’s “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” can be sung to the melody of “Hernanado’s Hideaway” and ANYTHING by Emily Dickinson works nicely with the melody from “The Yellow Rose of Texas.”

 

 

Three images and a few lyrics.

Am I blue
Am I blue
Ain’t these tears in my eyes tellin’ you

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Am I blue

You would be, too
If your plans with your man
Done fell through

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There was a time
That I was his only one
And now I’m the sad and lonely one, lonely…”

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With nods to Ella Fitzgerald, Tom Robbins and the Abandoned Sawmill

Wabi Sabi returns in two weeks. Stay away from my sawmill while I am gone.

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Just playing with some mood here.

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Actually, one of my favorite sites is named, appropriately enough,  “Noir” and showcases…daily, no less!…the wonderful black and white photography of my blogger-friend, Gavin.

http://sedge808.com/2014/10/07/x/

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A return to the sawmill series, looking at some rusty details.

Two different shots here. I framed the pipe up in both portrait and landscape. Each says something a little different.

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I’ve not been Faithful Blogger this fall season. (NOT that I have been unfaithful to you. No, no no.)

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I decided that this year, I would take full and glorious advantage of being unemployed and scheduled as many adventures as two months could hold. Good plan, Wabi Sabi!

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Four trips down, one (maybe two?) to go: I believe I have used these two months to their fullest, though as a result, I’ve been light on the posting and commenting.

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I’m not one to make excuses, but some of the places I’ve been have heretofore only been glimpsed by the Google Earth satellite. And then, as you well know, internet connections are often spotty in war zones. And what do you DO when a python eats your backup battery? I may have mentioned that I was (true story) drummed out of the Girl Scouts when I was 12 for being “insubordinate.” Well, apparently I missed the Heimlich on a Python badge work.

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What I’m trying to say is that once I am home and fully debriefed by the State Department on this last little outing, I will give you my undivided attention.