Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
A whole lot of dead soybeans...
...and mortally wounded.
Luckily I have been reading War and Peace, so I happen to know that the cause of certain events in human history is beyond the capability of humankind to understand, and that all of us, while convincing ourselves of our innate freedom, are continuously acting out of a necessity that is controlled by no man.
I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of soybeans suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear something terrible has happened.
George: That's a lie! Harry Bailey went to war - he got the Congressional Medal of Honor, he saved the lives of every soybean in that field.
Clarence: Every soybean in that field died! Harry wasn't there to save them, because you weren't there to save Harry.
Who is the mole?
From outside in the fields came a sickening smack of an axe on a soybean. Then we heard the soybean fall. The very last soybean plant of them all!
Jack: Hey, don't tell me how to run the 4720 sprayer, all right? They brought me in here to do a job, they asked me to spray the durned soybeans, and I sprayed the soybeans!
Fred: All I'm asking is what did the gauge read before you sprayed the field? And you don't know!
Jim: Look, if I'm in the left hand seat when the call comes up and they say "Spray the field" I spray the field.
Ben: Jack! I know you think you're saving the soybeans. But you need to stop this. It's a mistake.
Jack: The mistake was listening to you.
Ben: This'll be your last chance, Jack. I'm telling you, spraying that field is the beginning of the end.
("Don't Screw Up. Don't Screw Up. Don't Screw Up.") Gary Screws Up.
Friday, August 22, 2008
They ate your tomatoes without you
One last gift you left us
They were good (the tomatoes)
But not as good as the look on your face
When you ate your tomatoes
(No one even scolded me for not liking tomatoes)
Did you see us at the fire rock?
Did you notice the bear sleeping behind us?
Which we ignored, lost in memories
Of that last fire you made
(The cinders were still there)
I bet you laughed at the face she made when
She saw him there (the bear)
I guess we still have some things
Left to figure out
Like how to focus
You would have noticed
That we packed seventeen bags of chips
(And no salad)
Your mountains looked the same
Not like us
I think we were weathered more
In those last few weeks
(One hundred million years of rains, snows, winds, droughts, floods
All in 27 months)
Than they have ever been (the mountains)
We left a part of you there
(Just like you wanted)
Where you could take your rest from living
(Just like every year)
Warmed by the morning sun
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
I climbed back up the rocks to take the next two pictures. Betsy would not come with me.
Then the bear took a bath.
Finally, the bear answered Keenan's question.