This is my most recent acquisition. It is an ancient California Desert Juniper (I believe) anyone who has a better idea I would appreciate it. Which do you think is the front first picture or second picture ? It was gifted to me from a friend. My friend Jack collected this tree out of the desert 50 years ago. He says in the 1990s he brought it to a lab and they estimated it to be 100 years old. At this point it would be about 125-130 years old. That makes it the new grandfather of the garden. It is in need of styling and some work to make it healthy. It is pretty wobbly in the pot. Too late to repot I think. I imagine it is wobbly because roots are not strong or it’s not tied down correctly. Any thoughts or opinions would be appreciated. There is a live vein but as you can see there is a lot of very nice deadwood as well. I was also thinking should different foliage be grafted ? Thanks for any ideas. #bonsai#bonsaitree#junipertree#bonsaigarden#oldbonsai#bonsailife
So I grabbed up this pic the other day of my #junipertree That is #oldmantree I call it but I love this tree, it has fascinated me since I bought the property... anyhow sent this shot to my friend and She was quick to point out that it looks like a #dragon coming out of the bottom to protect the tree..... thought it was a cooool shot anyhow and so I am Sharing💚👍🌱💯 I love all things #outdoors and #beauty is in the #eyeofthebeholder
Sometimes I feel the pressure to do just one thing in photography. But i don’t know how to choose just one thing, i think the feelings of the photos are so much more important the subject. What do you think about a photographer just doing one thing? I think it’s definitely beneficial but I’m not sure it’s for me.
Isn’t this magical? The distillation was out of a storybook. The scent of the red cedar (Juniperus virginiana) filled the air while the distilling process kept us warm. I could do it every day! I had a hard time making a connection with the land when we first moved in. I knew there was history on our land, I researched and found enough to make me feel like we made the right choice. Yet, I was missing pieces and needed memories to build the connection. Many of the locals have memories at our farm from childhood. I love hearing their stories. Mostly because I have a hard time (internally) when I go to a new place. These stories make it feel like a home. The original home is from the 1800s, and it is in great shape, thanks to the owners before us who saved it from falling apart. We distilled the hydrosol on the deck of the original home. The memories are gathering! - sorry if that felt like a run on sentence. 😳🤗🤦🏽♀️😂 #kingfarmoils
Park Number 26: Black Canyon of the Gunnison National Park (October 2016) 📷: @flightlevelfoto @questfor60
So why do they call the Canyon here black canyon? Because the tall, narrow canyon only gets approximately 33 minutes of sunlight a day. As an inexperienced photographer at the time that I went, I didn’t know how to photograph this place. I also didn’t understand timing and planning for pictures. But at this point in the quest, photography wasn’t a factor in the visits. As such, I’ve only got a few useable pics from the park...this one being of the amazing Juniper Trees that go through hell with the crazy winds that occur up here.
The park feels well done with the rim drive to the different stop points which allow for further exploration. But one day I’ll go back and time the canyon for better pictures and deeper exploration.
Muistelen kuinka tasan 10v sitten kuvassa näkyvässä vierastalossa Thaimaassa eräs vierailija Hawaijilta sanoi minua seurattuaan että ”sinusta tulisi hyvä terapeutti”. Sillä tiellä nyt olen opiskelemassa ja hänen sanojensa muistoksi tein hawaijilaista makaronisalaattia ja katselen lomakuvia. Ah ihana Chiang Mai! #satayksijuhlaa#makaronisalaatti#chiangmai#junipertree#muisto#loma
Cedar trees (juniper trees) with all its berries.
In Utah the settlers came across this tree and called it a cedar as the bark smells of Cedar and might have confused the look of it as well with the Cedar Trees. A town close by to me, Cedar City, was named after the tree as there was an abundance of them surrounding the area.
One of my favorite lessons I am reminded of constantly in nature is the importance of perspective. So often my opinion of things out here changes when I change my perspective. And when I consider the multiple perspectives I get a much better understanding of how it all works together. Take a lesson from nature today and in any difficult situation you encounter, consider the alternate perspectives
Either I write a poem and try to make an image to match it or make an image and try to write a poem to match it. Sometimes I hold on to several images waiting for a poem to reveal itself about one of them.
I am not boasting just describing the process which I humbly understand is a work in progress.
However, I do like this poem. It is a bit like a Dennis Miller comedy routine. You have to get the allusions in order to enjoy it. Nonetheless, once you do, I think it is partly profound and partly fun.
The grandpa is obviously my grandpa. If you shrink the obelisk in 2001 Space Odyssey, it is the shape and color of my iPhone which is my camera and the miracle of the age. These are just a few hints.
Old Juniper 1-13-18
by John R. Williams
trans-galactic naturalists looking for new trees
the tree before me
Range fire seedling:
rolling in prairie ruts
his Standardbred’s ears
tuned towards a Victorian
white picket fence and barn
braces for his very first
A century's worth
of ones plus ones
rings and grain
of sun clouds earth stars
above and below
improvised tune and pitch
a living thing and something else:
my four-wheeler in gear
kneeling at an aged juniper
mimicked shutter sounds
I hold out
the black monolith
for the hem of the veil.