Three Trees and a Cloudscape

Three Trees

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Traveling East, A Spring Greening

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see-through trees like a lacy negligee, the nesting bird
watches from the half-leafed trees.

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One stands wobbly, leans against its mother.
Others watch their mothers watching them, nibble a bit, suckle,
wander about the remains of last fall’s tattered harvest.

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and dances. We’ve driven past the Kansas grasslands,
and not yet reached the prairie flat of Illinois.

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the edge of the woods and the tilled field;
Splintered posts and strands of wire mark its boundary.
Roughly hewed stones, two rows of three, the mossy inscriptions illegible.
Though one, a mother’s marker, is split in half – part upright,
part broken off and tipped into the rain-soaked grass.
The roughened quarry block, now a rest stop for crows,
splats of white the only sign of life.

source link Clouds hang gray, so low I yearn to stand
and push them high into the skies, high enough to punch an opening into the dim blueness
that is Midwestern sky, give sunlight to the earth.
Yet fog lingers, sky primed in deep grays.

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I wish to see a town worthy of this name, but we’re on the fourth morning of steady travel.
There is no will to detour.
Tonight we sleep in the familiar ridges and valleys of our familiar bed.

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walk through the rooms I know by memory, peer out the back window at the apple tree.
I’m told no blossoms remain.

Oklahoma, Gray Skies, and a White Truck

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enter I bought a primitive statue of a woman last summer from a stone sculptor the next booth over.
She toppled in a winter storm. My husband mentions this
as he pulls into the Save-n-Go in Dubuque for gas and coffee.

go Tomorrow morning I’ll push her upright so we can watch the garden together.
We will meet, eye to eye, and reflect on the greenness of Midwest spring.

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The Adventure Begins

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As once again, “Bo goes solo.”

With deep gratitude to those who help make this possible.

Next stop – Tucson, Arizona.

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. Today she begins her three month stay in Tucson and the surrounding region.

Three Cars and Yucca

Three Cars and Yucca

Three Cars and Yucca © 2011 Bo Mackison

I’m barely into my Grand Adventure and I already ran into a snafu. Not a bad snafu, just a time sucking one. And there are times when you can’t do much of anything about time drains, except admit you aren’t going to get everything done you’d planned to get done.

One can only go so fast hauling a trailer, and we lost travel time due to traveling in storms, so we drove fifteen hours straight to get to Tucson as scheduled.

The place I’ve rented for a couple of months is perfect for what I need – small, but not too small; in a quiet area, but not too quiet; plenty of open space and desert surroundings. Unfortunately, the promised computer hook-up was not available, so I couldn’t download any of the travel photographs or do much computer work last night or most of today.

Today was set-up day for the Tubac Festival of the Arts which runs from Wednesday through Sunday. (More info in tomorrow’s post.) I managed to set up part of my art booth, but then the Spring winds kicked in. And they packed a mighty wallop. I was just too darn exhausted to wrestle together my art booth while being battered by high, gusty winds. I’ll return early tomorrow morning to finish the booth and hang my photography canvases and prints. The show starts at 10, so I’ll have a little extra time if I get an early start.

I do want to mention the very best part of my day however. (Even days that aren’t going as planned can have great, unexpected moments!)

I was sitting on my patio this morning, only a few minutes after the sun rose into view above the mountains, sipping a cup of coffee. And a road runner strutted right through my back yard.

Now that may not be too exciting for anyone who has lived in the West, but I have to tell you, I have never seen a road runner close up – cartoon “beep-beep” road runners do not count. And I have surely never, ever visited with a road runner over early morning coffee – until today!

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Bo Mackison is a photographer and owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She is living in Tucson for the next eight weeks, exhibiting her photography in art fairs, taking photographs in deserts and desert gardens, and blogging about learning to live on her own. Visit as she writes about living and working in Tucson. Her mantra is “Bo goes solo!”

South. West. Business.

Heading South West

South West Business © 2011 Bo Mackison

Yesterday, the signs seemed to all point to one thing — Buy Cheapest Tramadol South West Business see . I even had assistance from a road sign in southwestern Wisconsin that was just one more reminder that I am traveling south, and west, and on business!

I love this sign – I take this road sign as a SIGN that I am on the right course in my journey! I am heading to the Southwest where I have plenty of business to manage.

The idea of exhibiting my art on the art fair circuit is a bit daunting, especially when I look at the whole picture. Traveling 1800 miles one way, setting up my art booth in a strange area, and then later this week, exhibiting my photography at the five day Tubac Festival of the Arts. It sends shivers of excitement up and down my spine, and shivers of apprehension, too.

I’ve done art shows in the Midwest. I’m a Midwestern, born and bred, though sometimes I think the gods screwed up and I should have been born a desert rat as much as I seek sun and warmth. So now I’m adding shows in the Southwest.  It seems like a good alternative to waiting out the blizzards in Wisconsin and Illinois, waiting until May to start doing art fairs again. It seems like a solid business decision. After all, it makes good sense – me away from the gray of winter at the time of year when the weather most affects my moods, me using my time profitably to add a few shows, and me challenging myself to live solo for a couple of months.

I’ll admit the few hours before we left Madison yesterday were the most difficult. I roamed rooms, looked out every window in the house, carried my black cat in my arms as she purred and as I worried about how much I would miss Jazz and how much she might miss me. After all, I’m her people. And while the cat sitter, and then Sherpa, will do a commendable job of caring for her, I’m the one Jazz comes to for a cuddle, or a treat, or a warm lap for a nap.

I began having second and third and fourth thoughts, and I was teary eyed when we were finally all packed and drove away from the house. Sure, I know it’s only two months. But at that moment, two months sounded like eternity.

And then, serendipitously, I saw this highway sign. go here South. West. Business. Like a message from the Universe, or at least from Wisconsin’s Highway Department, a not so subtle sign encouraging me to push on, to pursue my dreams.

Today we travel through a bit more of Iowa, then Missouri, Kansas and Oklahoma. As for me, I’m holding steady and keeping the compass on SW!

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Bo Mackison is the owner of Seeded Earth Studio LLC. She will be living in Tucson for the next eight weeks, taking daily opportunities to visit deserts and desert gardens while practicing her photography, and blogging about learning to live on her own. Visit as she writes about living and working in Tucson. Her mantra is “Bo goes solo!”