The Dragon Tree | Earth Day Festival in Santa Barbara, CA

IMG_1034The Dragon Tree / Dracaena cinnabari

The Dragon blood tree is the most famous and distinctive plant of the island of Socotra. It has a unique and strange appearance, described as “upturned, densely-packed crown having the shape of an upside-down umbrella”. This evergreen species is named after its dark red resin, that is known as “dragon’s blood”.—Wikipedia

IMG_1031Dance, Earth Day Festival, Alameda Park

I forgot my camera so I took the pictures at the end of the day.

IMG_1024A Monumental Fig Tree

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The Miracle Tree | Moringa Oleifera Tree

Moringa Tree

The Moringa Oleifera Tree

  • It has more vitamins than any vegetable.
  • A high variety of nutrients and in higher amounts. (Leaves)
  • Good source of protein.
  • It has all the essential amino acids.
  • It helps to heal wounds. (Trunk)
  • It purifies water
  • All its parts are usable.
  • It doesn’t cause allergies
  • Survives almost anywhere

Why are human beings malnourished anywhere?

Moringa – The Miracle Tree – YouTube

 

The Lord of the Rings | A Beautiful Song

The Lord of the Rings

I found this song at the end of the movie, The Return of the King (DVD). The song was played at the end while the closing credits were rolling. Annie Lennox (the singer) has a beautiful voice.  Here is: Into the West 

Lay Down
Your sweet and weary head
Night is falling
You have come 
to journey’s end
Sleep now
And dream of the ones
who came before
They are calling
From across 
The distant shore
Why do you weep?
What are these tears
upon your face?
Soon you will see
All of your fears
Will pass away
Safe in my arms
You’re only sleeping
What can you see
On the horizon?
Why do the white gulls
call?
Across the sea
A pale moon rises
The ships have come
To carry you home
And all will turn 
to silver glass.
A light on the water
All souls pass
Hope fades
into the world of night.
Through shadows falling
out of memory and time
Don’t say
we have come now to the end.
White shores are calling,
you and I will meet again.
And you’ll be here 
in my arm arms,
just sleeping.
What can you see
on the horizon?
Why do the white gulls 
call?
Across the sea
a pale moon rises.
The ships have come
to carry you home.
And all will turn
to silver glass.
A light on the water
Grey ships pass
Into the West

 

In Memory | The Sycamore Ranch | Riverbend Hotsprings in T or C

My visit to the Sycamore Ranch was sad; my friends (the owners) had passed away. The place was deserted, most buildings stood in neglect, with broken windows and torn walls, battened down. The trail to the Sacred Grove had disappeared, but the trees stood tall. There was an offering at the roots of one of them, and a wind chime with a little fairy in another. I could feel my friends’ presence, and I took some time to say goodbye.

My best friend in the Sacred Grove.

From a distance 

In memory! The vegetable garden is gone, but the tree in the middle remains. This tree appeared to Dyan as a sapling, after she wished for it. 

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Riverbend Hotsprings in Truth or Consequences

The hostel is no more in T or C. The owners closed it and reopened as the Riverbend Hot  Springs. I used to help them out also, so it was good to see them doing well.

My favorite tub, next to the Rio Grande; there is a stairwell to it.

Lee and Sylvia, the proud owners; they were friends of the Sycamore Ranch.

Me and Sylvia

Visit: http://www.riverbendhotsprings.com/

The Road to Sedona, AZ | Camp | A City of Ants | Coyotes

The road to Sedona

Red Rock State Park

From Posse Park, Sedona

A view from a hilltop at one of my camps.

The coyotes visit at night. They yelp and carry on, then their leader talks to them keeping a rhythm, a definite cadence that changes at times. And they leave.

Rock Compasss on hilltop, there is a red rock at each of the cardinal points. I don’t know who crafted it.

A City of Ants at the hilltop: The Entrance

Did you know? Some species of ants herd and keep aphids for their “milky secretions” just like humans do with cows, and some species farm mushrooms.

A closer look

More of Sedona

And Red Rock Park

After Sedona

Toward Flagstaff

The Gorge

 From the road

Again 

Prescott Az | Arts and Crafts Fair | Thumb Butte

My camp at Thumb Butte

Sunrise in the forest.

Shower room

This tree brought an owl to camp.

At the Arts and Crafts Fair

Courthouse Plaza

Setting up

Mark Nelson with his copy of The Eye of the Dragon: Stalking Castaneda. Mark bought the book at the fair, and came back a week later to get three more copies for his friends. He said he liked it a lot. Mark played one of the characters in the film Beyond Lemuria Home

Arcosanti AZ | Some Pictures With a Thousand Words Each | A Brief Visit

The road to Arcosanti

An empty camp – The workshop has been moved

The Wedding tree above a dry riverbed

My old cubby, a different design

More about Arcosanti here: Arcosanti : Home

Papago Park I Hole in the Rock | Wilko

Papago Park

Hole in the Rock

Papago Park, a view from the hole in the rock, it is cool here.

You can fish in this small lake, but swimming is not allowed.

And today is 104 degrees fahrenheit, so a jump in the lake would have been nice. Nothing like the desert to help you appreciate water. While still in Tucson I was walking one day to the University’s library. Tucson is not as hot as Phoenix, but that day the temperature  was about 100 degrees, and, after walking several blocks, I had to stop for water at Wilko, one of the restaurants at University Boulevard (Park and University). The beautiful young lady at the bar pulled out an ice-cold bottle of water and an equally ice-cold glass, and I drank two glasses of that water. Ah! Nothing like the desert to help you appreciate nothing other than water!

A Picture does not Say a Thousand Words: Part 2 | Tucson, AZ | Occupy

In order to give you an accurate picture of a Palo Verde in bloom I had to enhance the photo with iPhoto. And still the photo doesn’t do the tree justice. A blooming Palo Verde is not just a beautiful tree; it sparkles; it beams. This is as close as I could get with my iPhoto. Oh well, you will have to visit the Sonoran Desert during spring sometime.

Blooming Palo Verdes

(Click to enlarge)

My pad in Tucson, in days long past. Remodeled!

The Occupy Tucson movement was recently evicted from De Anza Park, but they are still going strong. I am following them on Twitter. This is their blog: http://www.occupytucson.org/

Tomorrow I’ll visit the Tucson Weekly to see if they’d like to do a review for me. After all, the book has local interest.

Santa Monica CA | Palisade Park | A “Dream”

It is a few minutes past 6 PM and I just parked by Palisade Beach Park on Ocean Blvd. I am across the street from the Blue Plate — Oysterette (Thai Dishes), and a couple of blocks from The Georgian Hotel. It is Sunday evening. The sun is still shinning bright, warming the cool evening breezes. Balmy weather! After a recent dance workout I am thoroughly relaxed. I sit on my vehicle and just enjoy the scene. At the Blue Plate the valets are busy parking cars; the place is packed. The park is teeming with people. I am awake! My radio is playing but it doesn’t disrupt my meditation. I just listen while I watch everything . . . the joggers, the strollers, the cyclists, the couples (gay and straight) the homeless and mentally ill, the man balancing a water bottle on his head as he walks by with his backpack . . . The radio stops playing. I am here, with everything. And I see the collective dream; we are all dreaming together. We are being dreamed. It is all there, but it’s not.

Dusk sets in, and then the night lights appear. The magical evening is gone to never come back, and I remember a couple of lines from a poem by Emily Dickinson.

   “That it will never come again

is what makes life so sweet . . .”

Palisade Park: This Eucalyptus grows close to the ground.

My next stop is Tucson, Arizona. I am looking forward to see the blooming Palo Verdes.

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