Urban Landscape 01
Map of Blue Mountain Urban Landscape, my new hiking focus.
More interesting picnic table on the western side, near position “+1” on the map.
Just across the stream we have a geodesic dome church. The table seems matched to the shape of the structure. Interesting collection of rocks near the stream bank here as well. What is the stream name? I know the name in Real Life. What is it in this blog? I’m going to call it Leola Creek for now (not Bristle Creek).
More picnic tables, matched to themselves this time, and even closer to position “+1” on the above map. I think they might refer to conjoined positive and negative poles of a magnet. Is the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape itself a magnet?
If the central creek’s name running between “+1” and “-1” in the landscape is Leola, then this is a pivotal point on it called ALO, a related term.
ALO is composed of a secret, hidden trail next to Leola Creek. Turning away from the creek while standing in place brings this additional, mysterious structure into view. Could it possibly be the skeleton of another geodesic dome? Seemingly we have reached True Center.
Sunday as I walked the landscape with my wife, I joked to her that I wanted to buy the property adjacent to ALO where this mysterious wooden skeleton is found. She half believed me, and actually got a little upset about it. I believe it 1/3rd myself, which is something.
BM Urban Landscape 07/25/15 01
In our more detailed tour of the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape, we appropriately start at point “0” according to this map. We are going to move in a general direction from “0” east to “-1”, and then back west through “0” to “+1”, then return. In other words we are doing a type of loop sort of centered around “0”, with extremities of “-1” and “+1”. Kind of.
The photo below starts us under the bridge at “0” It is against the law to loiter here so I moved on quickly after taking a couple of snapshots.
These rocks across Leola Creek give off a vague Wiltshire vibe in their sarsen-like appearance. Compare to stones from the later, for example, in collage 02 of 2013’s Latona series. There is a possibility that Master Shake could reappear here at Point Zero, inspired by the resonance.
Another version of a drink, wedged in the branches of a rhododendron. Empty. Appears to be too expensive of a beer for possible homeless bridge people. Are there such people?
From Point Zero halfway to Point -1, we walk along a registered paved trail, a type of greenway. But it isn’t as busy as some parts lying just north and west of the official Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. Lying north and west of Point -1, in other words.
The below photo finds us peering through green vegetation toward the back of a restaurant on the other side of Leola Creek. Every time I’ve walked by here music has been pouring from the place — Latin music I believe. A bag lies in the branchs of a nearby bush. I’m scared to examine it closer.
Trail heading west. To the right exists a Lowes Grocery Store and its vast parking lot. To the left is vegetation bordering Leola Creek.
A defaced birch tree. NS, HC and CS should be ashamed of themselves.
A break area probably used by Lowes employees. It has been designed as a memorial to a man named Steve D., perhaps a past employee of some note. I’ll have to do more research on that.
Continuation of the wall westward. Lots of robins in the vicinity. Suppose I could call this Robin Wall or Robins’ Wall, then.
I’ve also found who Steve D. is. Former store manager. Native of Michigan.
Contrasting neighboring sewer covers. One grassy, one not.
Interesting wetlands next to a trail bridge.
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We temporarily exit the greenway system past the wetlands and bridge pictured before, heading up a side road instead leading to the main highway of the Blue Mountain commercial strip. In the below picture we look up a side road off this side road toward a community hospital. The hospital is not directly on our Urban Landscape beat, however. Not yet anyway.
About a 100 yards down the same road brings us to this ambulance service building with fronting, cattail dominated wetland, smaller in dimension than the one across the road just passed.
The main strip. We will only briefly travel beside it…
… quickly taking a turn into a Holiday Inn.
Behind this place, we can walk parallel to the side road just traveled, a marshy brook dividing us from it.
Soon we run across this picnic area also wedged between the two.
Looking from this area back up the stream. More cattails. My apologies for the overexposed background.
Then we use the Lowes Grocery Store backlot from here to connect with the Leola Creek paved trail again, emerging from the border bushes near the rusty bridge beside the larger wetland we saw before.
More interesting objects found behind Lowes. Trinkets of the urban landscape.
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We’re back on the main trail, continuing to head east.
It’s not really a trail past the wetland but more a bike lane connecting two parts of the trail. I was mildly disappointed that the tar squiggles on the road here didn’t show up on GoogleEarth for further scrutiny. The wife commented favorably on them too when she walked this part of the Urban Landscape with me weekend before last.
Good deed for the day: I removed this nail from the road and deposited it in a handy nearby dumpster.
A toothbrush was laying on the ground next to the dumpster.
We take a little side trek here to keep following Leola Creek north and west behind yet another commercial building. I captured the flight of a crow above the rooftop of the neighboring building.
Rounding the corner, we spot the entrance to yet another Urban Landscape “picnic area”.
Interesting nearby door. Entrance to a parallel dimension? (probably not)
I see this place overlooking Leola Creek, close to Point -1 on our map, as perhaps a balance to similar tables positioned around Point +1 on the other side of the BMUL, or the 6 sided table and the conjoined red and blue tables featured in this earlier post, and which are both found next to Leola Creek in that westward position.
This confluence of bridges, walking and driving, probably represents the actual position of Point-1 at the eastern tip of our Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. But this day I decided to follow the official trail further, out in the country a bit.
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Graffiti found underneath the bridges at Point-1. It seems mysterious… meaningful in some manner.
I believe this blue hued glyph represents a lantern. Strangely, the rust colored mark beside it gives the appearance of a flame, or something like an erupting volcano perhaps. The amorphous blue spot above it to the left, likely a mistake made by the graffitist who painted the lantern, seems to counterbalance it in a hot-cool fashion. I think back to the joined red-blue tables here at Position+1 on the very opposite side of the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. Is there a direct synchromystic linkage going on here? Could very well be(!).
Vegetation bordering Leola Creek out past Point-1. We’re in the country now, and the number of walkers and bikers has significantly increased. Ugh. But it wasn’t too bad this day.
Shortly the trail forms a loop, the western part which follows Leola Creek to its mouth where it flows into another, larger creek, still unnamed as of this date.
Peering through trees toward the Leola Creek mouth. Bemusing orange light appears between tree trunks.
Wow, a deer right next to the trail (!). Just stared at me as I passed, and even allowed me to stop and take a picture without running away.
Back safe and sound inside the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape now, having survived the trip into Hiker/Bikerland. I revisit the picnic table near Point-1, and refresh myself by staring down at the creek a bit.
Artificial plants in a window box in front of the building that this table lies behind. Red and blue (hot and cold) again.
Back at near the center of the Urban Landscape, where our first pictures were taken in this series. “Bridge violators will be arrested for… thanken”?
Trail just west of the central bridge.
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Up we go and out from under the Point-0 bridge centering the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. But this is a small hill, and we’ll still be trekking on basically level ground for the second part of our looped trail.
The paved trail continues to parallel Leola Creek as we travel past large hemlocks to our right, and with yet another commercial building full of shops and offices hemming us in on our left. This is one of my favorite parts of the journey. I feel safe here.
You can peer through breaks in the wall of hemlocks at a car wash across the creek. I caught this guy sitting on a fence with his back to me, looking at another working much harder in removing car filth and such.
The official trail terminates with the simultaneous end of the hemlock row and commercial building, about 200 yards past the central bridge. From there we can cross a road the trail merges into and take a shortcut through the edge of a public garden space, still hiking parallel to Leola Creek. There’s even an access path to the creek off this side trail, the first such on our journey. Below is the small beach area you find at the creek…
… with a central reddish rock for viewing and contemplating. Nice.
Large willow encountered as we continue past the garden. Here we have several options. We can head back to the main road, a busier one leading to a local HugeMart, and take the first street to the right at the intersection — or we can take a *secret* trail through what I’m calling ALO and remain beside Leola Creek, cutting our distance in at least half to the same point, and also avoiding traffic congestion completely. The drawback: this *ALO* trail, while obviously used by others *at times*, seems to be on private land according to online real estate maps. It’s a pretty faint path as well, and I found a little poison ivy/oak to dodge along it. Nothing that can’t be successfully navigated without contact, however.
This time I decided to stick to the road. Here’s a nice array of colors from the same flower species (which one?) poking over a border fence.
Taking that right I mentioned before at the next intersection brings us to the place where we’d come out on the AOL path anyway, which is approximately the location of the interesting forked parking spaces seen below, tucked away from the main street in a white pine grove.
A water culvert on the same property. Directly behind it here is the road we take to reach the west end of the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape, or Point+1 on our map.
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Looking back at the western end of the ALO trail. A faint path, yes.
We now walk down Willard Street, departing from Leola Creek for a spell until nearing Point+1 on our BMUL map. LINK This meadow is a historic site along the way, once containing a basketball court where 3 men from a nearby cafeteria gathered together to pit wits and shots against each other. I was one of these men.
Willard Street is named for the Willard House, former home to another one of these men and not to be confused with George Willard from Sherwood Anderson’s Winesburg, Ohio. But sometimes one forgets.
The third man on our team was sometimes referred to as Col. Z. A handful might have called him Chuck, like in Charlie Brown of Peanuts fame. He wore brown a lot, true. He was also known as a Zapper, a basketball term.
Willard Street merges into the main road through the area after rounding a curve, but it is at this curve we instead depart from the pavement and keep heading straight toward more commercial buildings, one of which houses the office of my dentist of 20 years. I call this interesting grassy pool behind his office Canine Pool, named not for dogs but teeth.
A stubbier matching depression around the corner becomes Molar Pool (not pictured), currently dry.
We then pass a commercial storage company, with this mysterious fallen pillar crushing some vegetation at the main gate. Remnants of a fallen Blue Mountain empire?
A cluster of rocks on the west edge of same I call the “Stonehenge” of the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape, but that’s quite a stretch obviously. We’ll see what develops of it. It’s actually “mere” buttressing rocks around another culvert area.
This is part of the same drainage system. I don’t quite get why this system was designed so elaborately — almost Romanesque in flavor. Hmm.
We’ve reached Leola Creek and that perching 6 sided picnic table again in moving inextricably closer to Point+1, which draws us like a magnet.
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I’m going to head back into the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape today for more picture taking and wanted to make sure I finished the texts for the related posts I had already created. So here goes!…
Actually all of the related photos remaining to be talked about from last week’s photo shoots are from a particular location on Leola Creek, reachable from behind the town mall. The Urban Landscape “trail” basically skirts the creek to the south and west of this mall. Two concrete drainage channels leading off from the back parking lot allow direct access to the two beachy areas involved.
This is the first one, further west and and smaller.
This is the second. Although I worked at this mall for about a 5 year period during the mid 80’s and explored a lot of the immediate area, I don’t recall this rather large rocky beach. Perhaps it has formed in the meantime. Anyway, the discovery of it this past weekend was quite the pleasant surprise. I immediately felt it to be another psychic center of the BMUL.
A quite mysterious large sphere is firmed lodged in the creekbed here. I’ll attempt to take a better picture of the object this weekend.
Looking west toward the first beach pictured above.
I forgot to include a photo I had of the quite interesting cliff region across the water from the rocky beach, but that’s okay. I’ll take more pictures this weekend, like I said.
To the left in the below photo is the second drainage channel, counting from west to east. And at about a 45 degree angle relative to it is the first and matching channel to the right.
One additional note for now: Although you can reach second beach from first beach along the creek, it is not an altogether easy walk through some weeds.
Now last Sunday’s pictures.
It was hotter than the previous day, and I didn’t take nearly as many snapshots of the BMUL. However, I did get this neat photo from the public garden area near its center: 3 closely placed benches forming an equilateral triangle. More geometry to think about (!).
And I also got some decent pictures of neighboring ALO, as I’m calling it, including the first picture in this blog of the house I joked to wife Edna about that I wanted to buy there. Add in that the small unassuming structure is also just across the road from a 16 unit student housing building and you can perhaps understand Edna’s total lack of enthusiasm for my idea. But yes, to me it’s still a central place.
Although you probably can’t make it out, the entrance to the ALO shortcut path already talked several times before is in the vegetation to the right in the above photo. Or actually I think it would be just beyond the right side of that photo, or just to the north that white pine tree.
At any rate, here’s the path shortly after the beginning, white pine to left. The dead evergreen in both the above and below photo may be a failed attempt at replanting an old Christmas tree.
Center of ALO and also the ALO path. The mysterious wooden object seen before here has disappeared.
Toggle back and forth between the photos (taken on 2 separate weekends) to get the effect. I didn’t plan this symmetry, but it’s not totally surprising that I could align the 2 in that way since I snapped both from the same place on a narrow path. Center of ALO, as stated.
I’m not ready to speculate on any collage possibilities yet with these.
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Lookout near Point-1 from the other side of Leola Creek. Originally pictured here.
At the back of the same commercial building with this lookout: a perhaps disrepaired fruit drink vending machine. Well, who needs those anyway when you have cokes and pepsis?
Another picnic table was found this day, tucked around a corner of a neighboring building.
Also on this day I explored more of Leola Creek’s mouth, finding some nifty and meaningful things. A nice fishing or wading pool exists on the creek it empties into (unnamed, as stated)…
… formed by a dam at this power station. The Leola Creek mouth would be just downstream from here.
Yet another picnic table was found positioned near this mouth, light blue in color. What a nice getaway spot.
Back in the Urban Landscape proper, this butterfly posed for me on a leaf in bright sunlight. It’s really been nice up here in Blue Mountain for the past couple of days. I even took off Friday to enjoy the weather, and may take half a day tomorrow (Monday) as well. We’ll see if I can wrap up some stuff at work first.
The word “ALO” found in a bus stop. Admittedly I doctored this photo a tiny bit, erasing two dots within the “L”. I think it is suppose to instead be an “E”. But now it’s not. The bus stop is located on the south edge of what I’m calling ALO, and I think the graffiti could be a synchy resonance anyway, if only for my eyes — and now your eyes, dear reader.
More “messsages” wtihin the same bus stop.
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Leany telephone poles near the western edge of the ALO region.
Nearby confluence of two similar sized creeks to form Leola Creek. One of the 2 retains the name upstream. This would be the creek to the left in the below photo. The other one is called Blue Mountain Creek. Correspondingly, it flows through the middle of the Blue Mountain downtown region about 2 miles upstream from here. This is truly an important fork: a name decision of some consequence in both physical and psychic realms. The next day I would wade past this confluence several times. More on the wading story in the next several photo posts here.
A rock with bird feathers on its top lies near the opposite shore: Feather Rock, then. Again, sorry about the overexposed pictures. I usually hike more toward the middle of the day when exploring the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape. Tough to take a decent picture then with my 15 year old camera I’ve lovingly nicknamed “Liquor”.
Back up from the creek, and on the same property shown in the first photo above: a purple vacuum cleaner with green trash bins.
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Wading day! Yes, this was the afternoon I literally decided to dive in and complete a project I’d had in mind several weeks: the wading of Leola Creek through a considerable chunk of the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape.
I started at the ALO community garden area where there’s easy access to the creek. My goal was to hike west on the creek toward the town mall. Mission accomplished (!).
As it turns out, probably the most interesting spot on the creek that I visited this day was fairly close to the start, or just past the central ALO region. Its design is that of a wider strip of land between creek and commercial buildings to the north, enough to generate a type of internal microcosm, let’s say, at least in my eyes.
I don’t have a name yet for this microcosm, but I know it’s owned by what we can call Peanuts. Or perhaps just one particular Peanut pictured here. I won’t divulge the reasons for this association, but it’s a one-to-one matching. Peanut(s) owns this land.*
I plan to revisit this place very soon, perhaps using a more direct route from across the creek. I’ll attempt to make a map the next time. But for now, the below, overexposed pictures will have to serve. Certainly one of the more interesting aspects of this area is the higher cliff pictured below, topped with a number of rocks that are unfortunately dotted with poison oak plants. However, that’s about the only poison oak or ivy I saw in the immediate area. Kind of surprising. As I’ve stated before in this blog, such plants are not as common in the Blue Mountain environment as they are in, say, the lower Mythopolis of the piedmont region or even Middletown, another mountain berg but of lower elevation and more southern position. Chalk that advantage up to Blue Mountain over the others, then. And, parallel to this, give Blue Mtn. the advantage for having cooler summer temperatures, which certainly makes it a more pleasant place to live through much of July and August. But again that pendulumic downside: the harsher winters. Yeck!
The above cliff top is maybe 30-40 feet above the creek. Between it and Leola Creek is a strip of flat land which contains, among a number of other interesting features, this splayed cluster of large trees. I’ll have to determine a species later on.
And then there’s the pipes dangling over the cliffs to the north and west of the one pictured above. I didn’t get a chance to examine them closely this day. They also clearly show up on GoogleEarth.
A nice long stretch of rocky beach lies near the beginning of this strip, and seems to represent the part most protected from prying eyes.
Another very interesting tree lies on the north side of the strip, just past the numerous pipes.
Moving beyond this wider swath of land between stream and civilization, we quickly encounter a series of apt. buildings, the first of which can be quite clearly seen from the creek. People within the apts. can also see me, and one did while tossing refuge in a pile at the top of the creek bank near me as I waded by. He seemed appropriately puzzled about what I was doing. But then he moved on, perhaps thinking I was fishing for trout, although I had no rod in hand. Or perhaps he just didn’t care and had more important things to consider at the time, like what to cook for supper.
Beyond the row of apts. in continuing to head upstream, we come again to that important confluence first spoke about here. To the right is the mouth of Blue Mountain Creek. To the left is the continuation of Leola Creek upstream to the mall and beyond. But since they’re both of about equal volume, the name situation could have been reversed. Or at least Blue Mountain Creek could have instead become the namesake continuation of Leola Creek.
Monarch butterflies on a sandbar (well, mudbar) near the stream conjunction.
An old motor found in Blue Mountain Creek just upstream from its mouth. I followed this creek for maybe 100-150 yards to a deeper pool fronting a wide culvert underneath a highway, but decided not to go any further in that direction.
Instead I went back to the conjunction and kept on following Leola Creek upstream. Wading quickly turned trickier in this smaller flow, as the creek bottom became rockier and more uneven. I had to take it slow and easy to avoid loosing my balance on the slippery stones.
Piles of small rocks like this were encountered all along my journey up Leola Creek. I do not yet know or understand their meaning.
* On perhaps a related note, check here:
Why is the comic strip named Peanuts?
Originally, Charles Schulz named his strip Li’l Folks, but when it became syndicated in 1950 by United Feature Syndicate, there was concern about possible copyright infringement with a cartoon called Little Folks by Tack Knight that had been published in the 1930s. Schulz suggested Charlie Brown or Good Ol’ Charlie Brown, but the syndicate decided upon Peanuts. The name Peanuts was likely chosen because it was a well-known term for children at the time, popularized by the television program The Howdy Doody Show, which debuted in 1947 and featured audience section for children called the “Peanut Gallery.”
“I don’t like the name of my strip at all. I wanted to call it Good Old Charlie Brown, but the person at the syndicate who selected Peanuts just picked it at random from a list of possible titles he jotted down. He hadn’t even looked at the strip when he named it. The syndicate compromised on Sunday, though. Once I rebelled and sent it in without any title. We finally agreed to put Peanuts at the top and include Charlie Brown and His Gang in the sub-title on Sunday.”
– Charles M. Schulz, 1969
(joined in progress)
The Sphere tells all. Speak to The Sphere. One under, one over. A bit. Bite. Bite it.
Amazing that you can even see that sphere or ball on the map, Carrcassonnee. This would of course be the one partially above water. High albedo effect here… like Venus. Maybe that’s why it’s hard to take a good picture of it.
Finding the [second] submerged Sphere while wading up the creek kind of shocked me. For one, I didn’t know I was so near to the first. Who could have put them there?
[delete 4 exchanges]
The effect of the interview with Karl is wearing off, Carrcassonnee, and I’ve lost my capital B’s.
They will returrn.
Thanks again. So, this Blue Mountain Urban Landscape. Can you talk to me more about it?
You sit beside me in Collagesity, asking questions. I answer.
I want to show you a[nother] map. It’s of what I call ALO near the center of the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape.
Best to always say that as a full phrase[ so I can understand].
I thought the center was where I marked it on this map. Now I’m thinking different. The 2nd yellow pin, unnamed, appears to be a center of toy activity.
But it’s on restricted ground. *Don’t* want to f* with the owners.
Nah. Stick to the stream. They’ll understand. Peanuts all.
Remove Peanut from The Hole.
Wonderful. The Hole in the very center of the animated tetraptych I recently completed. The most complex collage I’ve yet created, Carrcassonnee. The center of that?
UM. Yes. Yeah. Yea!
You play around with language sometimes like you’re not from around here.
You know I ain’t already.
Allen, yeah. Yep. Yup.
Do you *live* in that spot on the creek I’ve highlighted?
High Albedo. Me.
*You’re* The Sphere.
Talking to ya. Biting back. Bite the hand. Feed me. Venus. Uranus. Submerged. Neptune and Uranus. *Or* Venus and Earth. You pick. You choose. Your choice.
I think the totally submerged sphere, then, would be Neptune. Totally out of sight. Totally hidden beneath the waves. Uranus — can be seen with the naked eye sometimes if you know right where to look on a clear night. So that’s the one that pokes out from the stream. Or… maybe it is Earth.
I need a home on Earth. I will be therre.
BM Urban Landscape 08/02/15
Surprising rock wall on Leola Creek just beyond what I’ve determined is the west end of the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. What a find!
Even closer to Point+1 on our BMUL map is this viewing deck, accessible via a complex, winding staircase from the apt. buildings on the ridge above.
Then directly opposite it is what can only be described as a rather large scale rock art installation, centered by a long walk created directly beside the creek. To give some location reference, you can spot the bridge at Point+1 in the background glare if you look closely.
The installation, as I’m dubbing it, includes a considerable number of internal features such as this small bridge.
The main building of the property exhibits this primitive art painting in a window… reminds me strongly of a Howard Finster picture. Are the painting and the rock path created by the same person?
Interesting chair overlooking Leola Creek on an adjacent lot.
With its several levels of meaning, this area obviously acts as an important western extension of the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. I shall return here soon!
BL Urban Landscape Again
Picnic table near Point-1 is getting more rickity. Pizza time! Maybe they didn’t like their pizza and pitched a fit there. Put their foot down about it, ha.
There’s that deer again! And in the same exact spot. LINK I’ve seen quite a number of deer now in the Urban Landscape. Surprising since there’s so relatively little of the woods there. Deers adapt.
I believe this stringy yellow plant is called Golden Dodder, a parasite.
I took this picture beneath the Point-0 Bridge and didn’t realize the woman to the right (between columns) was sitting there beside the creek until a minute later. I’m not sure what she was doing, but later I spotted plants arranged on a rock near where she was sitting. Offering to the creek?
Green. Just green.
Canine Pool has been filled to the brim with recent rain. We’ve had some downpours lately.
It’s obvious that during heavy rain Canine Pool spills over into the road, perhaps flooding these apartment houses at times. Not wonderful.
And this day I was very excited because complementary Molar Pool was also filled with water. It’s shallower still of course. I’m not sure why one manhole cover in front of it is colored blue. Is this symbolic of the pools themselves which it’s positioned between? One blue (with water) and one not usually? Who knows what messages the Urban Landscape taunts in our face to recognize?
This is a car nearer Point+1 celebrating the life of a famous Blue Mtn. State College football coach. I’m not sure why the car is painted dark brown instead of blue. Oh… blue paint again (!).
And again! (picnic tables even nearer Point+1)
The Hill 01
The Hill is a marvelous marvelous place in the center of Blue Mountain city. It’s clearly magical and has ways to protect itself from development. But for how long? That has become a key question. A key question indeed. 10 years out — well that’s probably okay. But if it starts to get developed next year then that’s more of a problem. Much more. Of course I’d rather not see it developed *ever* but this is a growing city and The Hill represents an improbable spot of leftover nature. It will be razed. Just a matter of time.
We start nearer the bottom of the hill at The House. The House? Is it our house? It is in a probable reality. More on that soon. The bricks here might become part of a New Monkey City. Have I mentioned Monkey City on this blog? A couple of time, especially in connection with “another” New Monkey City over in Frank park near Whitehead Crossing.
A pretty straight path goes in a northeast direction up the hill from the road below, reaching a point formerly called The Beach. The Beach on The Hill, ha. I haven’t visited this place in maybe 20 years. Maybe 30. And it’s really changed. I remember it to be covered with moss and lichen, which are nowhere to be seen now.
Before starting up The Path we detour to a bank (The Bank?) that gives us a nice view of a commercial strip below us and then ol’ Blue Mountain itself rearing up in the background.
After about the length of Blue Mountain State College’s football field, this path crosses the grassy remains of an old road that runs around the south and west side of the hill. I suppose this becomes, then, The Road. More capitals.
If you follow the old road northward from here you soon come back into civilization in the form of Blue Mtn. residents’ backyards on a bordering northern street. Here we see faux deer in one of those backyards. Didn’t come when called.
We jump to the top of The Hill now with this picture, or more specifically, the edge of a pretty steep bank marking its western side. I thought I’d include the photo because of possible light spirits involved. Spirits of The Hill. Probably not, but also probably worth a thought anyway.
Moss covered rock at the base of a tree passed as we approach the top from the other side.
Then following The Path *down* from the top soon brings us to The Beach. I suppose I’ll still call it that even though it has nothing of the appearance it did before that gave it a beach-y feel.
Purple mushroom on The Hill.
Red leaves on The Hill. Is it Fall already? Jees.
The Hill 02
The miraculous top of The Hill. I didn’t expect *this* at all: some kind of old children’s fort or perhaps a squatter’s former home. Complex and also dilapidated enough that it’s difficult to tell exactly what it once was. I’ll let my overexposed pictures attempt to speak the story for now.
Angel lying in front of what appears to be a door. Front? Again I can’t really make much heads or tails of the structure.
Nearby rotting trunk with an old stick of deodorant.
There’s what appears to be some native rocks in the vicinity as well.
Back down at The Road.
And now further down at The House. Is this our yard???
The Hill in reference to the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape. Technically it is part of that landscape I would assume. ALO on Leola Creek is in the center of the background.
“Hi Carrcassonnee! Good to be with you tonight again.”
Hi Baker B. Capitals back. Moscow. Peking. Yea!
But not here.
My interview of Karl went swell, Carr. Now we’re on mine. It’s slowly but surely wrapping up.
I told you . Didn’t I tell you?
Yeah you did. You are as psychic as Hucka D.!
I art art.
What about that hill? *The* Hill. (smile)
I art on The Hill. I art. I hill.
What does that mean?
I art on The Hill.
I don’t know. Art on The Hill. You are the art on The Hill?
I art. (pause) I hill. (pause)
How about the house?
I art house. We are wonky tonight. Why?
Unsure Carr. Sometimes the return skips a line. Don’t know why?
Oh. Wrong format. Ha.
Anything else. I clarify soo much. I art good genius!
Guess not. Any comments about the Blue Mountain Urban Landscape?
Watch me paint!
Thank you Carrcassonnee. You’re wonderful.
Leola Creek 01
Before we get to the newest wading of Leola Creek, here’s one more picture from The Hill that I wanted to show because that rock I placed in the hole of this tree was *gone* upon a return trip. Now I’m not saying that kids didn’t remove it or something, but I’m just trying to note oddities as they happen. And they do happen. Could it be a communication directly from The Hill itself (whatever that means)??
Now to Leola Creek and the core of the Urban Landscape. I’m afraid that types of homeless people might at least stay in the Landscape sometimes, as witnessed by what seems to be a box of clothes, spied from the main trail as we look down at Leola Creek flowing below. Not that I don’t feel sorry for the homeless. Heck I was kind of one myself during periods of my youth. But there’s also a small danger factor involved. Good to be aware of possible natives.
Happy pink whale on a sign. Perhaps the town has had past trouble with people sleeping under this bridge, which would be at Point-0 in our Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. We are at or near its heart, which would also include the neighboring ALO region.
The plants around the wetlands originally pictured here have been mowed. A shame.
Coral mushrooms have sprung up beneath a nearby grove of trees. Fungi are so peculiar!
We return now to that wider strip of land between commercial property and creek just north of ALO, or perhaps part of it — unsure still. Oh, I remember I call it Peanuts now, because of the actual owners of the land. Inside blog joke. I spotted 3 deer at the south end of this strip as I waded upstream in Leola Creek toward it. Amazing how animals adapted to their environment. I would not have guessed that there was enough wildland here to safely sustain them. I didn’t manage any pictures of ’em, however.
The tree pictured below, a willow I believe, lies instead toward the northern end of Peanuts (originally: Peanuts’, as in Peanuts’ land?).
This is what I call Small Beach, not far from the willow. Peanuts also contains a complementary Big Beach that I’ll get to in a moment.
Pipes — I still didn’t take any really satisfactory pictures of the numerous drainage type pipes marking Peanuts’ western border. But soon! I also want to craft a map of the place.
A path starting up a bank connects Peanuts to a narrower wooded area to the north. Obviously this is used by deer. I didn’t want to walk too far up it because I could possibly be spotted by fellow human beings from a flanking parking lot.
Yellow flowers growing on the stream bank between Peanuts’ Small Beach and Big Beach.
Leola Creek 02
And here’s Big Beach, a fairly impressive run of rounded rocks. A toy happening might be in the works for this place soon, or perhaps for all of Peanuts in a collective manner.
The start of a path on the northern end of this beach that quickly leads up to a rocky cliff.
A prominent rock of the rocky cliff can be seen in the background. This is taken from Big Beach.
Looming Peanuts trees. Probably taken from Big Beach as well.
Big Beach butterflies.
Big Beach smashed soda drink can. Maybe a Mountain Dew? Or perhaps a Sundrop.
Matching pipe and rock across the stream from the beach.
Big Beach from the south. Hard to tell from this picture but there’s definitely a storm brewing in the background! The skies would open up just as I got back into the car after my wade. I’m *such* a lucky boy!
We’re back downstream from Peanuts now with this photo of an old cinder block. As you can imagine from an urban landscape, many man-made objects are found in or near Leola Creek.
Unnamed Leola Creek rock in ALO.
And now a shot from near Point+1 in our Urban Landscape: merging culverts.
“Carrcassonnee, you’ve been helping me a lot on recent projects and I thought I’d ask you about the potential new house. Do you have any ideas… well, let me ask some specific questions.”
Waste away. Goodnight!
Goodnight to you too!
Our house is wasting away?
Yes. Get out while you can. But don’t take less than what you’re presently thinking in your mind. It’s worth more than the one next door.
Excellent words tonight Carrcassonnee!
You’re welcome! I learn less bad words. I’m like Karl 50,000 years back.
And then the new house…
Buy. Buy buy buy!
I was also going to chat with Hucka D. about the house situation — *houses* — but I felt like I shouldn’t undercut Carrcassonnee’s own comments. So I’ll just chat with myself. Here’s the deal. We have a chance to sell our current house and then buy a new house we’ve had our eye on. The House on The Hill.
We’ll have to sell cheap. But we bought it cheap. We’re moving up. But then we can sell up. If we were smart we’d have sold about 10 years back. But where to move at the time? There’s another house in the neighborhood that might sell for close to twice what we get for ours, but with a similar floor plan. That’s what we’re looking at.
My “new” job and new office are stabilizing. Just have to catch on to my main new part of the job; I won’t describe it in any detail except to say that it’s an extension of what I do presently.
Is it worth working another year for, however? When we bought the present house I was a *contract* person, working year to year without any guarantees. Now it’s pretty clear sailing to the finish line. 5 1/2? Probably 6 1/2. Maybe more now? Edna is 7 1/2 years out.
We still plan to move to Middletown after retiring. We still own land there that we can build on.
Creativity: I’m very pleased with the Sunklands site. Must protect. Must build upon it. Protect the collages, the a/v synchs. Protect the writing.
This could be the last hurrah in Blue Mountain. We’ve both basically lived here since we were 17, subtract a couple of years here and there. This will be a way to sum it all up. The House on The Hill.
Before we bought the present house, Edna reinforced to me last night that we’ve never lived anywhere, after we came to college and left the home nest, for longer than 3 years. We’ve been in this place *18* plus years now. But this is the first house we’ve owned instead of rented.
What is the grand plan? Still to move to Middletown, of course. But there we want to build a *new* home, and probably a modular one. Low maintenance for our old age. The House on The Hill is, in contrast, a quite old house for Blue Mtn. 90 years old. Just the kind of house we’re *attracted* to, but we said we wouldn’t buy because of the maintenance costs. Yet here we are. On the brink of making an offer on one.
Is it a siren lure? We’ll be there 8-10 years, then hand off to someone else. We plan *minimal* repairs — only the necessities. The upstairs will remain unfinished except for that one room which will be *my study*.
We’ll have to rewire most of the house. We’re thinking of taking that off of the cost.
We still have some decisions to make.
You do not need to go to another source. This was set up. Hucka Doobie is here!
Hi Baker B.! Haven’t seen you in a while. Carrcassonnee doing well as a primary blog spirit? I’d like to tell you of my projects.
Hi Hucka D.! And thanks Carrcassonnee. Carr. is doing
well swell. What you got cook’n?
I’m going away. On a trip. Like Carr. did in the spring. I got married.
Congrats! Who did you marry[ this time]?
Nice! The deity?
Hucka D., are you a spirit of *this* house? The house that I’m writing in?
Is Carrcassonnee the spirit of the house to *come*?
Just like that they went away. I daydreamed about work again, pheh. Carr. did say she was Art on The Hill or something like that. Well, the new house, if we get it, will be The House on The Hill. A more grown up house for an older set of Bretons. But is it too much to bite off now? We’ll just have to go through the negotiations — *2* sets of them. We’ve never had to sell a house before.
I art back. I have yours. Back to the present. Future can wait. Future is now in the present[ instead]! Ask your questions. Do you know who I am?
Ask your questions.
Are you The House on The Hill? Or the spirit of this house?
I art that house. Art it. Love it. Heart. Art.
You are a continuation of the one I just interviewed. You lie in the future. What do you think of tiles?
That’s your subject. You are a tilist?
Yes. I am.
Then what do *you* think? It’s your blog. You can say what you want.
How are you on The Hill when you exist also in virtual reality?
I art in the future. In your future. Polishing. Furniture. Future. Furniture.
Gun with a gun
I keep walking the Urban Landscape each weekend day, weather permitting, including yesterday. No pictures, however. Hopefully today.
With the completion of Karl and I’s dual interviews, I feel like a public part of a/v synching has been wrapped up again. I don’t want to say it’s the end of my facebook and email interactions with synchers, but it could be. We need something shocking to come along and wake us all up again, perhaps involving Dark Side of the Rainbow. Randy Teaford’s yearly exhibits sound cool but something else is needed. There’s a chance some of us could do a joint interview about that most hallowed of synchs, as I put it in my own interview.
But I must face the fact that I’m working alone now on the Sunklands site, most likely. Few will read the newest interviews. Everyone’s lives are busy.
So I must move forward. We’re getting the house ready for a sale. We are preparing to buy a new one. What of the art? The Pierre era synchs (Piera synchs) are now protected digitally in several ways. The carrcasses are a more delicate matter. Carrcassonnee remains slightly concerned.
Where is it heading? Once more, I think we’re going to Middletown still, and basically do a 1:1 trade out between The House on The Hill and a brand new modular home on our primary lot there. That’s the master plan. Carrcasses will continue for the rest of my life but in a calmer rhythm. I don’t plan to listen to as much rock music as I did before — more soft classical. Inspirations for new a/v synchs may be harder to come by. But right now I feel another one is brewing. Once more, however, it must remain a secret development for the most part. This will be Carrcass-12.
Bits and pieces of reality are falling into it. The definition of a tile must be better understood.
I’m unsure still about a tie between the large mythology surrounding Frank and Herman Parks I’ve developed now and the new idea of a Blue Mountain Urban Landscape. Are toy avatars in this landscape? It seems much more tightly controlled by humans — obviously. Leola Creek, however, has energy.
Let’s look at it this way. Leola Creek has its origins in *Herman Park*. Although its name changes over its main course, the stream can be said to have its source on Wealthy Mountain. There the flow is the same as what we’ve been calling Green Oz Creek, which is directly attached to the concept of WIS. Tinsity is on Green Oz Creek, about 1/2way between the tip top of Wealthy Mtn. and the large Herman Park pool known as Health Lake. Then the output of Health Lake, which is the same stream technically, directly becomes Leola Creek when it joins with another smaller creek at the head of Rocky Branch Road.
I tried last year to develop a, er, branch mythology surrounding the approx. 2/3rds mile long Rocky Branch Road, a fascinating byway that has enchanted both Edna and I for a considerable time now. But because it is private and parking is lacking, we found we could not regularly hike it. So the mythology aspect was cut short. But the main point I wanted to make is that *this is the same Leola Creek*. The passage of this creek along the entire length of the road is not dissimilar to the passage of same through the official Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape, or between Point+1 and Point-1 on our “official” map here. A distance of about 1 mile as the crow flies. And the distance between the head of Rocky Branch Road and Point+1 is about 1/2 of this, or only about a 1/2 mile.
The Frank and Herman Einstein Blog started at the start of Leola Creek then, since its focus was Tinsity and Lion’s Roar at the beginning, the latter situated on a stream feeding into Leola Creek a little below Health Lake. The beginning of the current blog is the same as the beginning of this creek. Where are we now? At its *mouth* in the Blue Mtn. Urban Landscape. There must be something to this. Frank and Herman Einstein Blog has also deadened at this Landscape, since it has been essentially absorbed into the Sunklands site as of the end of May. It is now the Sunklands blog. The Frank and Herman (Einstein!) experiment is over. Second Life mythology was *not* expelled within as anticipated. Collage generating grew exponentially. It turns out that the peak of Frank and Herman mythology came just before and after the creation of the namesake blog — with Billfork, Whitehead X-ing and Con Creek on the farside and with Tinsity and Lion’s Roar on the near side from us timewise. True, Whitehead X-ing keeps developing as a woodsy center, and the discovery of a conjoined Red Head this past summer certainly opened up an important new chapter. Just to note, Whitehead Crossing and its Green Stream is not in the Leola Creek system. But it still seems resonant through WIS. Tinsity is not that far from central Red Head.
Where are we going?
You must be open. Listen. I told you correctly about the interview. Billfork then Head Trip then Foreign One and that’s it. That’s it. Listen. Energy spot. Built there on purpose. Deers know. Worth it. Be practical in the next purchase, the one adhered to the reverse mortgage. This one’s a dice roller. Roll with it. Worth it.
BMUL in GoogleEarth 01
East AOL, with Leola Creek running across the photo northwest to northeast.
West AOL. This is also what I’ve been calling Peanuts in the Sunklands blog, an important location and perhaps home to several deer as well. Hemmed in by society as it were, in a pocket reality.
Still moving up Leola Creek, we now come to the meeting between it and Blue Mountain Creek (right), of about the same volume of water apiece. A true fork in reality. Below this point it could have just as easily been Blue Mountain Creek instead of Leola Creek. Can we visit this parallel world, ala a Fringe event? What would be the differences between the two, if so?
We keep moving up Leola past the important fork with Blue Mountain. We’ve reached what in former days was called the Maynard Jackson Mall (left), now just called the Town Mall. Why the change (I ask myself)? In the mid-1980s, I use to work for Maynard Jackson personally, although via an intermediate boss known as Roach. Now I find out that a piece of property actually in Roach, Missouri is supposedly for sale on a street just west of the mall, at least according to Zillow. Obviously this cannot be. Let’s examine that illogical situation more here LINK.
The larger rocky beach with one of the two mysterious spheres in the creek is almost dead center in the below photo. Again, I believe you can faintly see the reflection of this sphere in the photo as well. But like Uranus it’s hard to spot. LINK
The grassy area (center) containing Canine and Molar Pools from GoogleEarth. We are almost directly south of the photo just before this one. Hmmm… more collage possibilities?
And then we just keep continuing west along Leola Creek, reaching the geodesic domed church and the picnic areas across the stream from it that include the 6 sided table and also matching red and blue tables we’ve seen before in this blog.
In the center of this particular photo: Point-0, marked by a prominent Blue Mountain bridge spanning Leola Creek. We’re about a third of a mile east of AOL now, heading downstream on this waterway instead of upstream.
The greenway trail that starts just beyond the eastern border of AOL continues to parallel Leola downstream past Point-0. The pool in the lower right corner of the photo is pictured here LINK.
Mouth of Leola and an ending loop of the Blue Mountain greenway system.
Well… the deal for a quick sale of the house fell through. And with it we’ve decided to stay put through the winter. Our house is cozy during that season, and we understand the quirks of the roads here in the snow and ice. Instead we’ll make it into the late winter or early spring before setting the house up for sale, probably through a realtor this time. And we plan to make some *repairs* to the house ourselves. Tomorrow I’m still going to work on the gutters as I had already planned. The deck can wait until late winter/early spring. We’re going to try to make it through another winter with that as well. We’re going to fix the downstairs bathroom up to make it usable again. We’re going to get more organized in terms of papers and books and such. We’re going to get new carpet — stain resistant because of the cats. And we’ll be *okay*. The House on The Hill may still be waiting for us in the spring. It’s sat there for a year already, unsold. And we have time to look at other houses, and get to know various neighborhoods around here better. We’ve looked at the outside of a number already, and haven’t been nearly as impressed with any of ’em in comparison to The House on The Hill. We’ll go visit it, and make sure it’s okay and gets through the winter for us. We know it’s there. We know we still want it. It’s just there was no shortcut to get from this place to that place. We had to take the normal route.
We have to sit down and start *planning* our retirement years. Expenses and shut.
In terms of creativity, I’m going to go ahead and start making it a priority to protect the carrcasses. I know that’s the best art I’ve done, along with perhaps the collages. But probably the carrcasses, since they’re such time capsules and summarize certain cultural patterns in unique ways through this “platinum style” tiling method I’ve refined down through the years now.
Camdenton contains the same number of letters as Chameleon, and both start with a “c” and end with a “on”. Certainly this 8.1 acre piece of property is disguising itself within a listing 1000 miles away(!). But why? The most logical guess is that it reinforces the name Roach in the area, as in my former manager at the Maynard Jackson cafeteria. Impossible, you say? Let’s look at the place name Roach across our fair US of A…
Well do you, fair *reader*, remember that not one but several maps of this same Camden County are featured in a post of the old Baker Blinker blog? I just did. It’s also mentioned in the 2014 hybrid document “Map Sinking Feeling” — you can just do a search for “Camden” within the full text version to find it (connected there with a perhaps also imaginary Winona Falls).
I think we could be starting down one of those
bunny trails rabbit holes again into hyperspace/time, turning the world upside-down as it were.
In looking up Roach Missouri on topo maps, quickly found a *Laugh*lin Cemetery to the east, and then almost directly across the lake (Lake of the Ozarks) from it, a *Ha Ha* Tonka State Park. Are the hyperspace/time “rabbits” having a hearty giggle with the disparate Roach locations?
Ha Ha Tonka State Park history:
Interesting that the “Boones” were there, since we have overlapping roads named Boone Docks involved in our Zillow generated map paradox.
Sounds like a fascinating state park! Several sinks within. 😀
A picture taken from almost the exact position marked in the first photo of the post immediately before this. Needless to say I didn’t take it from Roach Missouri. I snapped it because of the interesting perspective of The Hill we have here (center background), juxtaposed with the faded sign of “The Carpet House”.
Instead of moving to The House on The Hill, we have to eventually visit The Carpet House, which acts as a stand in here for our present house (The Home on The Ridge). We have to carpet our present house.