Green For A Minute
Our back yard in Fresno. I let the clover grow. I shall miss this yard. Soon, I will be on the trail. Wow.
Author: Richard G Crockett
First, I was born. Then, I lived.
Work Flow First Stab
Workflow: First, this program. I forget what it is called.* I paid for it. It runs on Apple hardware. The file names end in, “md.” That stands for “markdown.” Markdown is a nifty shorthand for converting to plain text to expressive and pretty web pages without a bunch of typing fuss. It allows one to … Continue reading “Work Flow First Stab”
Testing, Testing, Testing
I am posting this from my phone. That is the first test. All my social media will converge here of necessity hereafter. I will be setting out on the Pacific Crest Trail this Friday after next. I plan on doing pretty frequent updates. I am curious how many know when I post to this blog. … Continue reading “Testing, Testing, Testing”
Two Weeks Ago I Hopped A Moving Freight Train
I am trying to do a brutal honest writeup of everything. The story is called, “Cold November Train.” Done, that once through fast thing I do with every big writing. About half the work judging by the time if not the psyche. These, I usually finish. This one, certainly. For you. I remain that little … Continue reading “Two Weeks Ago I Hopped A Moving Freight Train”
Motive
My skin, it seems, is a lunatic beast. The troubles started last summer with my journeys along the San Joaquin River near Fresno. I was trying to find a walking route from the location where the navigable waterway laws end and Millerton Lake. It was a distance of hardly more than twenty miles, but there … Continue reading “Motive”
Why?
I have had this blog for about three years now, and I have hardly tried to do anything with it. It took me that amount of time to finally have an “Artistic Vision.” I mean that seriously even though I wrapped the phrase in quotes. You see this impulse at the beginning of a new … Continue reading “Why?”
I Am Back
I must apologize for the absurdly long break. My health received several lightening strikes: I ground the side of my face into some decomposed juniper sleeping in Tuolumne after being blinded and burned from no sunglasses all day, yet I didn’t know I was so affected and failed to wash my face the next day … Continue reading “I Am Back”
Getting Ready To Go Out Again
I am having adventures faster than I can write about them. I am kind of a sweet and happy Jack Kerouac. A voyeur, merely, like he, but I accept it. He was, of course, a better writer. I am pretty mechanical. Like he, I want to maximize the info per word. I am annoyed by … Continue reading “Getting Ready To Go Out Again”
The Oracle
It was while camping at this knoll of rest and recuperation that I gathered sixty-five yarrow stalks. This was of course not in Yosemite National Park! It is flagrantly illegal to cut and gather vegetation in any National Park! I would never do that! No. Certainly not! Instead, I teleported to another place when I … Continue reading “The Oracle”
Magic
I took very few photos in this next area where I remained for two nights to eat, sleep, and heal. I found the spot quite by accident. I know a human had been there in the last century because I found a small rock on a large boulder out in the open that could only … Continue reading “Magic”