find me

If I could trace the lines that ran

Between your smile and your sleight of hand

I would guess that you put something up my sleeve

Now every time I see your face the bells ring in a far-off place

We can find each other this way I believe

From the hills and up behind, my town

is naked from the horizon down

The curvature is pressed against the raise

We walked up in the fields alone

And the silence fell just like a stone

That got lost in the wild blue and the gravel grey

Come and find me now

Though I'm here in this far off place

My air is not this time and space

I draw you close with every breath

you don't know it's right until it's wrong

You don't know it's yours until it's gone

I didn't know that it was home ‘til you up and left
 

Come and find me now

I keep you in a flower vase

With your fatalism and your crooked face

With the daisies and the violet brocades

And I keep me in a vacant lot

In the ivy and forget-me-nots

Hoping you will come and untangle me one of these days
Come and find me now

lyrics and song by Josh Ritter, Come and Find Me

Fishin'

Saturday morning, they went fishing while the girl napped in the tent.

It was a quiet couple of hours where I got to visit with my bff and enjoy the cool of the aspen tree shade.

When they came back to camp, they had two fish on the stringer. 

I can only imagine the excitement of reeling in that first fish of the season.

The Meadow

A few weekends ago we went up to the cabin for a quick and quiet get away.
On Sunday, we wandered down a dirt road that follows the backside of the meadow near town.

We were hoping the cows would be there, but they hadn't been moved from their winter pasture yet.
Even though there were now cows to speak of, the kids had a great time tossing rocks into the creek, KUR-plunk!

Basin to Beach: GREEN

Vanessa, Nevada on the left-Angela, Maine on the right

This week's word GREEN
Next week's word SOUND

Basin To Beach: word

Vanessa on the left (Basin, Nevada)
Angela on the right (Beach, Maine)

This week: Word
Next week: Green

Artemisia tridentata

I have a lot to share from my week.

I promise to be back soon with more rural nevada photography and maybe even share with you the art work that I did (I had a real breakthrough in my painting that I am so happy and excited about).
But today I will leave you with the Nevada state flower, Artemisia tridentata, commonly know as Sagebrush.

breathe it in my friends

Basin to Beach: NIGHT

Me on the left (nevada, basin), Angela on the right (maine, beach)

this week's word: NIGHT

next week's word: WORDS

I will be away from this space (and the internet, and electricity) for the next week. I am headed to where the cows out number the people and the sagebrush blows in the wind. "See" you on the flip side!

B2B: Celebration

Celebration, me on the left and lovely Angela on the right

next up: Night

July 11th

sharing this lake with him really does make my roots grow deep, deep down and my soul soar high, high up into the mountian air.

basin to beach: blue

basin to beach: blue, originally uploaded by NessieNoodle.

Nevada(actually California in this case)/me on the left, Maine/Angela on the right.

Next week's word: CELEBRATION!

B2B: City

B2B: City, originally uploaded by NessieNoodle.

Nevada (me) on the left, Maine (angela) on the right
Better Bigger
For more about this project go click here.

Next week's word: Blue

basin to beach: Flight

B2B:Flora

This week's lovely pairing for Basin to Beach.
a little alder (from me) and some lupin (from Angela) for the theme of flora.


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next week's word, Flight

B2B: Food

me on the left, Angela on the right
I am loving all that green and the thought of fresh, home grown food has me giddy.

This week's word: Food
Next week's word: Flora

quiet

this weeks B2B, Quiet.



Have a beauty-full weekend friends.

Next week: Food

We went camping

We went camping over Mother's Day weekend, headed south on US 395, down past Carson City, Minden, Lake Topaz and Bridgeport. Past the turn off to Bodie and then just after the town of Lee Vinning and the turn off into Yosemite we headed east on 120 and back towards Nevada. After some awesome woop-it-doos along the road (you know those dips that make your tummy feel crazy?) we found ourselves near the base of Boundary Peak where there is a small ranching community and nearby Indian Reservation. There is also an inn and campsites where each room or site has it's own, private hot spring fed tub and lots of room to run around.



Benton, CA is a quirky small town with all sorts of characters (as most small towns are). From the 'inn keeper' who declared he needed a beer to solve his hay fever, to the waitress at the gas station/restaurant/mini mart who hardly gave us the time of day, even when the guys hefted an arm load of stuff onto the counter, wallets open. The entire town's fresh water supply is the warm water from the geothermal springs. The valley is full of green alfalfa and cotton wood tree lined ranches. The mountains jet up to the sky in a dramatic snow topped way that makes you wonder what early settlers must have thought as they stumbled into this wild west geography.



The views from our site were amazing, the water in the tub hot and the wind during the day cool enough to make you forget to slather yourself in sunscreen (um, I came home with a bit more color in my cheeks they when I left). We shared company with our friends D and L, along with their twin boys who are just 3 months younger than O. Cloe even had a buddy, she and Maggie had a great time pretending they were puppies again chasing after birds, tennis balls and guarding camp for us. By Saturday night both doggers where so tired out they put themselves to bed and forgot about their owners who chatted under the stars around the campfire.



Spending time with my boys and good friends was a wonderful way to celebrate mom's day. I even got a chocolate milk shake out of the deal, thanks Daddy-O.

Open Space

me                                                  angela
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The lovely Angela, aka LoveGreenDog and I have been working out the details for a photo project over the past few months. It is finally time to share!

Angela and I have been blogging and flickring with one another for a very long time (5 years maybe?); I am not quite sure how I stumbled upon her words and images but I did and I am glad. She is probably one of my first contacts and friends that I have made out here on the internets, a wonderful connection and a modern day 'pen pal' of sorts. She is an amazing mama, wife, and a talented artist.  Her photographic style sings to me, her words have the ability to make me laugh and bring tears to my eyes, all with a knowing nod. Should we happen to meet off screen one day, I am certain we would be able to pick up a conversation and a glass of wine, (cameras in hand) laughing and visiting. It would be a very good time me thinks!
We have both been feeling the need to pull our creativity forward a bit, give aim to our camera clicking. We started throwing around ideas via email and finally settling on the landscape photography. Our goal is to show just how different and/or how similar our worlds and environment are despite the fact that we live on different sides of the country- me in Nevada and Angela in Maine- hence the project "Basin to Beach" was born. (Nevada is part of the Great Basin; Maine is full of Atlantic beach).
Here's how it will work. Each of us have put in 5 words, once a week I will pick a word from the list (randomly) and use it as our guide to where to point the lens. I am beyond excited to see where this leads!

Not only does the photographer in my love this exploration, but so does the geographer in me. I hope you enjoy our journey as much as we will taking you along~

This week's word: OPEN SPACE(S)
Next week's word: LAKE