Trees @ MindSay

It's been another crazy day at work, but now that it's finally coming to a close, I have a little time to sit down at my desk and unwind... and finally get to some more pics.

 

This set comes from a small park called Presque Isle on the northern side of Marquette, MI.  It's a small peninsula, probably no more than 5 miles around.  Not only does the park provide some awesome shots of Lake Superior and rocky shorelines, but there's an ore dock just outside the park gate.  Large freighters (think Edmund Fitzgerald) come in regularly to offload coal and take on large loads of iron ore pellets.

 

Presque Isle has become one of my favorite places to go while I'm home.  I think these pics do a decent job of showing why.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We didn't take any pictures of the major damage.  Simply because we didn't go near the major damage and the fact we were detoured around the major damage and accidents. 

 

The first picture is of down trees near someones house.  They got really lucky none of their trees went on their house!

 

The second picture is the back of my van!  It was luckly a clean shatter break!  The bad thing about it was all the glass was IN my van!

 

The third picture is of one of the down trees at the zoo!

 

the fourth picture is a destroyed bean field and the fifth picture is a destroyed corn field.  The bean field MAY have a chance of coming back on it's own but nobody knows for sure!

 

The sixth picture is one of the rural fremont NE fire trucks we followed into Fremont!  That truck doesn't get used much and is usually for parade routes only but they keep it operational when something like this happens if they need more trucks like yesterday. 

 

The seventh picture is someone's house on a country road we attempted to take.  They had down trees all over the place, busted out windows, and all that tin in their yard is from someone's tin shed.  There was no houses near them and that tin lined their tree line and one peice of the tin was up on their roof! 

 

The eight picture is of the Platte River.  Looks real pretty huh!  Well this is a very rare picture of the Platte.  Most of the time the Platte is NOT this high and is full of sandbars.  As you can see it is very high and yes a few sandbars but you are careful you can usually ride a dirt bike, fourwheeler or even walk across the platte in certain areas!  Not this year!

 

The ninth picture is someone elses farm/ranch!  their over all house was okay but their field and picket fence that lead up to their house and their corn field destroyed!

 

The tenth picture is of the detour stop sign!  As you can see it was broken in half!

 

The eleventh picture is not a very good picture but it shows an over turned upside down irrigation system.  Every other field had one like this but this was the closet we could get to one!

 

We decided to go shopping before the zoo, my sister and I!  What a great day we had planned.  And it was going so well!  Out of the six major Thrift World Stores in the Metro area of Omaha, we hit two.  The two nicest ones with the Brand Name clothes!  One on the Northwest side of Omaha and one on the Southeast side of Omaha near the Zoo.

 

What a great way to end our mini camping trip that just turned in to being a mini stay at my sister's house due to the varying weather that kept popping up!  Instead of staying at the really nice free camp grounds we stayed at my sister's house for a few days, I wasn't going to chance being caught near a big man made lake that had extermly high levels near the banks of the camp ground!

 

Anyway, after a GREAT haul of a summer woredrobe for both kids from two different thrift shops and then treating the kids to lunch, we headed to Henery Dooley (sp?) Zoo for a nice afternoon.  It started out great!  We hit the Jungle, the Sea Lions, the Garden of Senses, the Cat House, part of the Avaiary, the Gorrila House, the Cat Complex, the feeding time for the smaller tropical birds, the Desert Dome, and the Giaraff House.  With smaller enclousers along the way of course!  Of course pictures are on here!  Enjoy!

 

While we were just ouside of the New Butterfly House and the Aquareme deciding which one we were going to go in first before we started heading to the town were my van was sitting so the kids and I could head home and my sister and her kids could head home, we heard the tornado sirins go off!  Now I know why so many ppl get killed in public places during storms!  The tornado sirns go off and the majority of the Zoo visitors head for the Goddess Dayum parking lots!  I kid you not!  Well being country girls, my sister and I herd the kids to the aquarememe (sp?) house under the canapoy and bust out our cell phones.  Each of us respectively calling our hubby's, asking them why the hell neither one of them called to tell us there was a storm system heading straight at Omaha!  We informed both of them that we were heading for the storm shelters in the Fish house and we would call once the storm passed.  Then we hearded the kids towards one of the Zoo Workers holding a door open to the basement of the complex leading to the exective offices and we were one of the first groups down. 

 

There were a few other ppl down there already but what we found the most funny out of this was that everyone single person down there including us, were NOT from Omaha persay but from the surrounding communities and areas!  We are NOT fools!  While the main secruity guy was telling us and the few zoo workers what the plan was, he was getting reports from the weather radio and the few of us that stopped and made calls.  Then he asked us to sit tight, while he and his other crew went outside to go round up the rest of the Zoo visitors and get them inside various zoo complexes till the storm passed.

 

We had a couple of upset kids of course, my daughter being one of them, and a lot of upset ppl, including ball players that stuck around after the College World Series before they went home.  Those of us from the midwest were laughing and joking and calming the kids down.  We kept telling everyone that we are in one of the safest buildings and don't worry about the animals they know what to do and the zoo workers were making sure they were safe also.  Once all the zoo workers got in the main secruity guy came back in to our basement and said it was pitch black out and winds up to 90-100 miles per hour and they would not know if a tornado hit till after it was clear out.  The lights did go out and thankfull the generator kicked on right away.

 

After we got the okay to clear out and leave the zoo, we got some pictures of the damage done in side the zoo.  Down trees and one of the heavy glass safety entrance doors to the Wild Kingdom Palliviallion was completely blown off and laid gently down in front of the Pavillion!  I missed that picture! There was hail everywhere!  We had to make our way out of the Eastern Side of Omaha back towards the I-10 exit so we could head to Freemont NE which is an hour Northeast of Omaha, where my van was sitting!  Damage everywhere!  While driving the news said, the Art Festival got hit hard downtown Omaha, there was a boat taken off of a dock in the Missiouri and was dropped on the roof of a house, trees blocking roads, and down electrical poles all over Omaha downtown/metro area!  We stopped on the outskirts of town to feed the kids and the Taco Johns we hit had running TVS.  The area heading to Fremont NE was hit hard also and a semi rig was entangled in electrical wires!  Cars of the road, rigs off the road, and major damage.  This system worked its way into IA and massive damage and two killed on the IA side.

 

We got detoured outside of a town between Omaha and Fremont due to massive damage and accidents.  Where I got a phone call from Randy when he got home.  My dog Spud died during the day yesterday!  Randy was upset and of course the kids and I were very upset also, but we also knew the dog was going to end up dying on us.  Spud was the dog with the unknown seizures.  At first Randy thought he somehow choked while he was outside on the chain but when he went up to examine Spud, there was plenty of slack in the chain and the collar would have slipped right off of his neck (we made sure that it could slip off if he was caught up when running or on the chain if something would have happened).  The way Spud was laying and his facial features, you could tell he had a massive siezure.  So trying to find our way on back country roads and county paved hiways we didn't know to get back into Fremont, we had upset kids and nobody was out directing the traffic.  My sister and I again being country girls said fuck it and got on a country road and started heading towards the sun because Northwest was where we wanted to head.  We picked up a truck in front of us from our home area just a different county and he had the same idea.  We got rerouted via the roads with no help from anyone due to big trees, silos, fencing, and other debries in the mushy gravel roads!  A normal 1 hour drive from Omaha to Fremont took 2 hours!

 

Once we got to a lil town Southeast of Fremont which would have been the quickest route we got denied by a State Trooper directing traffic.  Nobody was allowed into town where a small lake was surrounded wiht houses and such due to the damage!  They weren't letting anyone through not even family members of the town or land owners with no houses.  Ambulances and Fire trucks were all over the town and two of the rural fire trucks were making their way towards the other road leading to Fremont.  We just turned around and followed the fire trucks into Fremont.  Finally!  Fremont NE had no major damage.  Some trees down and some windows broken but no major damage.  Then we pull up into the truck stop where we left my van.  I got a lovely suprise!  My rear windsheild was blown out or a rock got kicked up in the storm!  I have no rear windshield now!  Nothing was stolen.  But everything was glass covered clear up to the front seat and everything was water logged!  Thank GODS I had what ever paperwork I did have in there in sacks and covered up!  My Leadership Manual alone would have cost me 100 some dollars to replace if it got water logged or damaged somehow!

 

So I called Randy yet again and told him we FINALLY made it into Fremont but I would be still a lot later because we had to clean up the glass and find places for the kdis to sit with out getting cut up!  Thankfull we were able to pull a couple of the pillows from underneith my tent that dind't have glass on it and give those to the kids to sit on.  My sister handed over one of her towels so I could sit on it while driving.  And then we rearrange the back so none of my Thrift shop finds, my tents, sleeping bags, blankets, pillows, or other camping gear would go flying out for my hour drive home!  I ended up pulling over twice on the way home to rearrange my back but FINALLY my normal two hour drive ended up being a 4 hour and 45 minute drive and we made it home at 8:45pm.  where we promptly unloaded the van and shop vaccued it out so I could get some plastic on the windshield due to more storms coming this weekend.

 

After we got that done, we gave Spud my Fat Man Dog a burial worthy of a King.  See we couldn't bury him.  The ground is too wet and his smell would draw the local wild dog pack and the local coyote pack.  Not to mention all the other wild critters int he area.  So we took my lovely burn pile Randy made up for me this weekend and gave Spud a Funeral Pry.  We didn't want any other anmals digging him up and eating on him.  Randy loaded him on the bonfire and I threw some sage, cedar chips, and sweet grass all over Spud and we said a lil blessing for him and said our goodbyes.

 

Now today, I get to call his old family and inform them that he is gone.  I am doing laundry from the back of my van and going to take the kids down to my girl's house because they are still stressed from last night.  A lil fun down at Aunties house and coming home about the time Daddy gets home from work will do them good. 

 

Now I am off to throw another sleeping bag into the wash!  Pictures to come after this post!

Reaching for the clouds, for nothing else remains
Drifting in a daze, when evening will be done
Try looking through a haze
At an empty house, in the cold, cold sun...

Ah, the joys of mobile computing! How I do enjoy being free from my desk and out in the world where I can write all that is to be written...

For the curious geeks of the world, after all the testing of various operating systems (actually different flavors of Linux) I have finally reached a point where I am satisfied with what I have to work with. I suppose I should say that I'm as satisfied as I can be being that this laptop is almost ten years old and I am not going to put any money into it. I have gone to the minimalist line of thought for a number of reasons, but mainly because of the money issue and I'm not going to buy a Linux compatible WiFi card. I suppose if there is anyone out there who wishes to give me one, I will change my thought processes on this. Being that I just need this to write at the moment, I can save everything to my hard drive and reboot to Windows to upload it. This set up offers a few advantages from a faster boot to longer battery life to faster loading of documents - battery life is the major reason and one that I never expected. For the ÜberCurious, I now run NimbleX - the 69mb version - for all my writing. Ew, it's freakin' fast compared to the Windows 98 version of this laptop...

In the news of the world, it is dark outside, warm with like about 175% humidity, and a chance of storms. And the chance of storms has me in the mood to write all that I need to write even if what I need to write is nothing of importance. I am hoping that the storm will be intense, but I have a feeling the spectacular storm was this morning when the power was knocked out for a while. And I know that somewhere on the opposite side of the valley there is a tree that shows the scars of a bolt of lightening...

And this reminds me of the night at work that an intense storm knocked the power out for a few hours. In the midst of the power outage when no work could be done, most of the shift was sitting in the break room just watching the storm when there was a flash that lit the entire parking lot and a crack so loud that it shook the entire building. When the storm had passed and the power was returned, we went out to survey the damage the storm had wrought upon the world. The first thing that was noticeable was the fact that the parking lot and the cars therein were covered with what looked like wood chips. Upon further investigation, the source of the wood chips was found to be a tree that once stood upon a small hill that overlooked the parking, and it was concluded that this tree had been hit by a bolt of lightening so strong that most of its trunk had exploded into a million small fragments that were deposited across all that could be seen. Lo, the tree did die well...

And such are those types of things with trees...

This is the Word of the AntiCrust...

Praise be ye who Read the Word for ye are Blessed amongst humans...

In the dark spring skies

reflections of the branches

dance over me in a prickly hug

my hair entangled

the woods catching me

as I walk

green buds giggling at me

the crunch of my boots on old grass

giving way to the moist ones coming

going away the brittle brown

yet still they reach

 

this is how it was at home today

I am the priestess of this place

 

reaching for signs of summer

but still too dank and cold

memories of ice heavy on the brow

the white was here not long ago

evidence is in the creek bed

a steady stream of blackened water

gurgling with frogs and toads

squirrels dart along side me

and I wonder where the deer are

 

somewhere my people are playing the drum

somewhere there is a fire burning

somewhere my lover is leaping

and I am not forgotten

 

the first flower I saw:

brilliant purple iris

a golden and white star

inside

peeking at me

stung my eyes

not yet adjusted to light

 

I'm not really alone, and yet I am the lone witch in these woods

I am the woman you'd see haunting the cemetery

but this place is alive and growing

the only stones here line the creek

the only ghosts the fallen trees

but even they provide life

I can spy the mice in the shelter 

 

I am still hugging the shadows

enjoying the chill

curled up to pillow

deep in bed

sucking in the water

waiting for the sun

sleeping not dead 

 

I share this with you tonight. 

Reaching outward like a branch does. 

My fingertips upward beginnings to bud. 

I feel grown green inside.

Like the migraine I had yesterday

was only a sign I'm sprouting horns.

   The creek's edge will soon be lined with bugs.

My arms itch after that thought. 

 

Will you be here,

next time 

to hold my hand 

when I walk?

 

Or

will we

link arms

like sisters

do?

 

and skip!