Category Archives: Haze County

My ailing mother appears to be making a recovery. I know she is attempting to avoid a nursing home/assisted living situation as much as possible. She needs to take her vitamins so she won’t be so weak. She’s doing well, very well… for a 92 1/2 year old. This weekend I will be down with her again.

For lack of time, let’s go ahead and call in Hucka D. if he’s around. Hucka?

Hucka D.:

Hi baker. Good job with your mom. You got rewards points.

bb:

Thanks, Hucka D. Not out of the woods yet.

Hucka D.:

No, back *in* the woods. This weekend.

bb:

We’ll see. So, Green Oz Creek. That’s been the focus around this time of year 3 years in a row now, Hucka D., starting in 2011. And that initial focus was also the beginning of the obvious shift from Second Life to Real Life exploring for blog recording purposes. Each “passage” through Green Oz and Green Oz Creek as a whole bring more understand, more focus to the overall picture. It is a large story. Now, although Green Oz Creek has been a September focus the last several years, it’s also shifted, itself, into other stories during October and November. First we have, as I’m sure you’ll remember, the shift of Green Oz energy into norris or NORRIS or Norris.

Hucka D.:

My ex!

bb:

Yes… to the reader or readers, Hucka D. was actually married to this creek for a spell, according to him.

Hucka D.:

Truth!

bb:

That was 2011, when we were still working within the framework of the Baker Blinker Blog.

Hucka D.:

Yeah.

bb:

Then in 2012, and at the start of the current Frank and Herman Einstein blog, we shift an initial focus on Green Oz Creek into *Byng*, yet another stream. This involved the creation of the Lion’s Roar community and also the development of the Kentucky Platform and its Bee Line, etc.

Hucka D.:

Good times.

bb:

Now in 2013 we have the same situation: Green Oz Creek, in September, once again is in the blog spotlight, the blog crosshairs. Actually I don’t like that latter expression.

Hucka D.:

No.

bb:

What will it shift into *this* year? What will be my fall hiking focus, Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

Opening the presents before Christmas are we?

bb:

Attempting to. Okay, you probably can’t tell me.

Hucka D.:

Green Oz Creek will continue to be the focus this time of year. Year after year after year. Tin Commandment: Love others as you love Yoself. Focus on Gold as original community of Tinsity area. Gold powder… Ark. Tinsity and Tin S. Man had it. The gold was buried, awaiting… (pause)

bb:

Harvest?

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bb:

GNIRPS, hehe, isn’t working tonight? What of GNIRPS?

Hucka D.:

Lisa the V. set up with her unlimited wallet, er, purse. Bottomless, I meant.

bb:

And this has to do with Carrcass-1.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Skillet. Skillet Swamp. Green Oz Creek. Wallace. Wallace3. Stares into hole. Greenup, but Yellow Down at the same time. Green Oz is bourne. Wallace.

bb:

Is Wallace an older community than Tinsity?

Hucka D.:

Two in one. Foreign one.

bb:

I’m sensing you cannot answer that quite yet.

Hucka D.:

You have a sign set up on the main path of the area: Tinsity that-a-way. Tinsity directly ahead, 0.2 miles. The sign will be created. At the tree. Sign Tree.

bb:

The Tinsity trail, from this direction, passes through Dark Space. What is the purpose of Dark Space?

Hucka D.:

Barrier. Is Tinsity aligned with Dark Space or not? We don’t know yet. Back to Gold…

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bb:

Tinsity is also going to be the name of the last Carrcass, Hucka D. Technically I suppose you would call this one Carrcass-10. But Carrcass-8, Carrcass-9, and Carrcass-10 make a triptych of audiovisual collages, much like the triptych ending the Latona series. Those were collages 8 9 and 10 as well.

Hucka D.:

Carrcasses, a blog term after all, will be seen as a set beginning in “0” and ending in “10”. 8, 9, and 10 will form a collage. The names will be Eight Ball, Number 9, and Tinsity. You start thinking of Tinsity collage as you are exploring Tinsity city in Herman Park at the same time. No chance.

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bb:

Do I keep VWX Town around this winter?

Hucka D.:

No.

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bb:

Communication between me and the co-worker will start to become limited now, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

As it is.

bb:

He is Tin S. Man.

Hucka D.:

*You* are Tin S. Man. You both are.

bb:

So Tin S. Man… me as the boss of sorts, has his castle still, Hucka.

Hucka D.:

Not saying nothing.

bb:

I’ll have to get [another] student worker. I can’t work there alone.

Hucka D.:

No.

bb:

But back to Green Oz: I believe Wallace3, staring into the hole, saw Greenup and Yellow Down simultaneously. This is like playing a movie both forwards and backwards at once.

Hucka D.:

Yes (!)

Tinsity is about The Shining.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

A new Dark Side of the Rainbow has been created.

Hucka D.:

Yes.

bb:

Two in one. Foreign one.

What will be called the traditional entrance to Tinsity according to Hucka D., who is able to peer into the future with his prescient bee vision. Is Tinsity that important? According to Hucka D.: Yes. The trail can be seen to veer off from the carriage road in the lower right corner, next to the barb wire fence. Presently this is only a secondary cow path, with the general public not knowing anything about its ultimate importance. Is it really that important? Yes, answers Hucka D. once more. I’ll just have to take his word for it for now.

The large tulip/poplar tree acts as a nice landmark for the trail’s beginning. Hucka D. further states that this positioning means that the trail will be pop(u)lar in the future. I’ve told him just to stop with the silly puns.

If you continue on the road you’ll soon come to a large meadow region with nice views to be had all around.

If you continue down the Tinsity Trail instead, you’ll soon come to an interesting landscape depression pictured below, of unknown importance or origin. I think Hucka D. wants to revisit this depression in the future. He’s stating something needs to be inserted there. The depression lies directly above one of the several seeps that run down to Green Oz Creek in Yellow Down, perhaps 5 or 6 in number. Will each one garner a separate name?

Holey moley! You can imagine my reaction when I spied this skull across perhaps the same seep lower down, suspiciously well positioned on a small, flat ridge just above. From this angle it certainly looks alien, or at least dinosaur-like. To my relieve (phew!), it’s actually a cow skull turned on its side. But what an illusion, given all else that’s happened in Yellow Down before it! I plan to make a separate posts reviewing photo oddities from this region in the coming days.

This same seep empties into Green Oz Creek very near the previously discussed Rib Rock, already associated with reptiles and dinosaurs through a Flintstone lineage. The ridge with the cow skull is inside the shaded area at the top of this photo.

Green Oz Creek shoreline nearby.

Moving a bit further downstream, we have a photo of 2 more interesting rocks near View Rock, itself perched just above Green Oz Creek below I. Rock. For the record, we presently have 3 named rocks in Yellow Down: View Rock, I. Rock, and Rib Rock. But with more appellations to come, I’m assuming.

Another seep in Yellow Down, this one with an old pot near its leafy source.

View Rock (foreground) and I. Rock (background) together.

Stepping stones across Green Oz Creek leading to “Bedrock”, just off camera to the right here. Yd Falls can be seen in the background. More soon on this Bedrock, seemingly an ancient community of Yellow Down according to Hucka D. Isn’t that right Hucka D.? (Hucka D.: No. I mean, yes.) Anyway, this relates to finding Rib Rock in Yellow Down as well (another Flintstone image: see here), and also the reptilian or dinosaur-like face of I. Rock — along with the very queerly positioned “reptile” skull just up the hill from it. More on that very soon as well. My September experiences in Yellow Down are making for quite a story!

Lichen and moss decorated top of an as yet unnamed, larger rock in Yellow Down, demarking a lower edge of this Bedrock area. More comprehensive picture of this rock here.

Directly above this Bedrock is found an flat, open woodsy area, with several interesting characteristics. Like the below pictured rock with a pile of smaller rocks on top of it…

… and several old but still standing fence posts like this one.

The posts continue through a marshy stream bed below, whose flow then passes through a small grove of rhododendron and into Green Oz Creek about at that rock seen in photo no. 2 above.

Another fence post in the same row.

A huge, dead oak marks the lower corner of the open area; hollow in nature.

Another fence post on the upper end of the same area, laying on the ground near a moss covered stone just beyond the similar stone containing the rock pile mentioned before.

Interesting tree with prominent, downward projecting dead limb sighted across the goldenrod filled meadow from here.

“Hucka D., I believe I’ll take my toys out to Wallace early Sat. morning, before the rain comes.”

Hucka D.:

Good idea. Who will be there. Carcassonne? Cardboard Derek Jones?

bb:

No that’s Second Life characters, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

They can be there[ though]. What’s the relationship between VWX Town and Wallace? Just asking.

bb:

Unsure Hucka. What do you think it is?

Hucka D.:

Unsure as well. Wallace now seems more important than[ neighboring] Tinsity, at least…

bb:

At least temporarily.

Hucka D.:

Tin S. Man, the original, is still in the picture Hucka D. I have not yet fully become Tin S. Man, then. The original is still around.

bb:

Hucka, you seem to be channeling me again but more completely. Can we talk about Tin S. Man?

Hucka D.:

Tin S. Man has his castle, which is threatened. The co-worker doesn’t really care one way or the other. Go in Sunday and do some stats if you have to.

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I don’t think it’s going to be a train track happening. Maybe just take pictures of rocks and stuff there[ at Wallace].

Wallace:

I am alien. Dragon. Dragon eyes. Limited by circle. Schwa. Trying to communicate.

bb:

You are Wallace3?

Wallace3:

Maybe.

bb:

I need to make a map.

Wallace3:

Saturday.

Dam on the lower part of Green Oz Creek, below the Green Oz region proper. To remind, Green Oz Creek passes through Green Oz proper during the middle part of its journey from the side of Wealthy Mtn. to Health Lake, a total distance of less than a mile. I believe this is the only dam on the creek as well to my knowledge.

Yet another photo from Green Oz now, looking from the northern meadow into the heart of the Yellow Down section of this region. Green Oz Creek can be glimpsed in the center of the picture.

Interesting, purple-ish triangular rock in Green Oz Creek at Yellow Down.

A nearby, orange-y seep emptying into Green Oz Creek from the opposite direction.

Skillet Swamp in Greenup, just west of Tinsity/Wallace.

Still unnamed muck pool at Wallace.

Wallace Beach, where I found the mysterious hole dug last weekend (LINK).

Closeups of the quite interesting double cone shaped end of a branch projecting over Green Oz Creek opposite Wallace Beach. Again, it, as yet, has no name.

Wallace Beach from the direction of Tinsity, muck pool to the left of it and double cone end of stick to right across the stream. The mystery hole is in the center of the beach, but hard to spot from this angle.

Interesting cluster of leaves apparently caught by a spider web in a tree growing on the western edge of Wallace, just past the entrance sinkholes. Unusual seeming (once more).

Not the greatest picture, but here’s what might best represent the head or source of Green Oz Creek, where two seeps merge to form this wide-ish, gradual rocky cascade.

Interesting overhead shot of the lower part of same cascade. The central white object is a rock. This is taken from a steep bank to the south of Green Oz Creek.

The source of Green Oz Creek from the opposite direction. The blue object is some kind of water bucket, perhaps formerly set up as a water source for local livestock. I speculate this because the upper part of Green Oz Creek lies within a fenced in cow pasture. In fact the middle section of the creek lies within a cow pasture as well, and only the lower part, toward the mouth, remains bovine free.

Here’s a primitive bridge made of branches and a warped wooden plank crossing one of the two seeps presently feeding the formation of Green Oz Creek. If you look closely, you can also see this bridge in the background of this post’s first photo.

And these two conjoined trees, one live and one dead, also appear in the same photo to the right, perched directly above the stream head.

We now move back to Yellow Down and the large rock found in its center. As of the morning of 9/17/13, I’m calling this I. Rock. No spirits showing up in this particular shot. 😮 The rock doesn’t seem to be staring back at me as much, either… or is it?

I also revisited the Tinsity/Wallace region on this particular hike, and found that I had absentmindedly left my plastic coffee cup from the day before on one of its two, larger rocky beaches — at the place I call Wallace. The thing is, something appeared to have interacted with the cup in the meantime, with the lid bent up. Was it a raccoon? If so, they also dug a *hole* about 5 inches deep and wide just in back of the cup where I found it this day. Why would a raccoon dig a substantial hole here? Was it trying to bury or hide the object? Of course, my mind starts thinking about aliens when anything out of the norm happens in the woods these days. The wife quickly speculated along the same lines when I returned home and told her about this most recent mystery event. No other obviously dug holes were found on this beach.

And then to punctuate the oddness, as it were, immediately after seeing the quite curious hole, I spied a dragonfly floating in the water near the tip of the beach’s projection. Thinking it was dead, I found a small stick and pulled it to shore. However, it started to stir slightly as I did this; it was obviously still alive, if weak. I managed to maneuver a leaf underneath it and then set it next to the dug hole. If the dragonfly were instead dead, I was planning to put it into the cup I left at the beach and take it home.

As you can tell from the below picture, this appears to be a pretty large example of the species. Those translucent green eyes were something else to look at. I remember now that my Second Life avatar Karoz has dragon eyes. Is this bug an aspect of Wallace himself in some fashion or way?

Is it a *trained* dragonfly? At any rate, when I returned to the same spot a number of hours later the insect was gone, supposedly having gathered its strength and flown away in the meantime.

Dragonfly (left center) and hole. I positioned a clear marble that I had in my camera bag next to the dragonfly, thinking that might give it some kind of comfort in its dying moments (when I thought it still might be dying). This also gives you an idea of the size of the bug — pretty big.

Dusk at Wealthy Mountain.

Pretty amazing rock found in the midst of Green Oz Creek just before the lower entrance into Dark Space. Is it yet another one of those ancient artifacts, perhaps encoded with information about Green Oz, or at least the Dark Space part? Time might tell. Its texture reminds me a bit of satellite photographs of the Martian surface. Compare with here.

Standing above the rock.

A brick was discovered beside Green Oz Creek about 10 yards downstream from the rock pictured above. Remnant from an ancient road?

Peering into the lower entrance of Dark Space from Yellow Down, with the rock seen in photos 1 and 2 above being the furthest gray specimen back. Interesting vine above the Dark Space “entrance” as well from this angle.

Another more interesting stone; close to the brick. I have a name for this one: Rib Rock, because its shape reminds me of this curved bone, or a series of such. Actually I think the phrase I’m grasping for is “rib slab”. The rock can be wiggled back and forth like such a slab — or one could say it *rocks* back and forth. I also think of the Flintstone’s car and the giant dinosaur rib slab that topples it over during the closing credits of every episode.

Yd Falls again. Seems like every time I pass through Yellow Down I have to take a picture of it.

And now we return to I. Rock. Yes, I have a name for this one now as well. I. Rock means several things. The rock…

… as seen from this angle, appears to have not one but several “eyes” that stare back at the viewer.

I count 3 or 4 in this one. Can you see them? I’ll point them out in a future post, along with something else. Leaving the rock alone for now, take a good look at the photo above and below. Something very peculiar seems to be going on, so much so that I think I’ll reserve talk about it for a future post of its own (along with pointing out the rock eyes). For now, I’ll say it has to do with another meaning of the name “I. Rock”, and that is as a statement of consciousness. “I. Rock” translates, in this manner, to “I (am a) rock.” Or perhaps even going further, that the rock knows that it rocks, or that it is a very cool and meaningful rock. I really have no doubt of this consciousness factor.

Details from the top of I. Rock. And here’s another crucial term when considering this formation: microcosm. The rock is topped with a layer of soil from which sprouts a number of different plants, including the moss (and violets?) below.

The other side of the “face” of I. Rock, dominated by a crosshatching effect.

Closeup of the face. Notice there is a mouth of sorts as well. Reptilian.

I. Rock is situated about 10-15 yards from Green Oz Creek. The grass decorated rock in the foreground provides a great viewing spot for the surroundings.

Nearing the lower end of Yellow Down now, with Green Oz Creek soon to slide into impenetrable rhododendron as it continues toward Health Lake.