Saturday, December 15, 2007


At break I was reading the pile of old newspapers, and on top was the real estate section...and an infostory... I guess it could be called...about time share homes in Tahoe...this one on the edge of a signature golf course..."where few can live...and experience year round the endless variety of activities..."...

I think my posts might be becoming sermons!!

How's it go...the more I'm hereabouts, the more I learn of the Natural World...and "knowledge increaseth sorrow"...

I was in one of the Tiki Temple Donation Centers...surrounded by the porcelain and the tile...and time all this was trees...the forest with it's inhabitants...the Tiki Temple's underground passageways have been odoriferous of late!! work being it's on my thoughts on the walkabouts...

And nothing is more preoccupied with rarities than the sport of golf...birdies eagles holes in it dont surprise people seeking rarefied atmosphere choose to reside beside golf courses...Top 100 Golf Course Communities in America...the stories went...the whole section this Saturday was about such places...

Actually...I cant think of a more rarefied place than Tree in the Door...itself a partially converted Tiki Temple Donation Center...the donations in the working part are hearable through the wall!!...but it's got any location location location beat all to hell!

And there's a lesson in that...a time share may be in a rarefied place with year round endless activities...but it's not likely the owner of such dwellings will dwell there long...however... the maintainers of such dwellings often can stay a very long time!!...albeit in humbler circumstances.

Where was's a rarefied...not quite a place...more an entry to a place..


"It is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for a rich man to enter into the kingdom of God" (Mark 10:25).


Signature golf couses..hummp...Tigers ahead by eight or something.

Laura Croft Tomb Raider is on...which has as it's plot work a rare moment in time.

lemeget the knowledge quote...

For in much wisdom is much grief: and he that increaseth knowledge increaseth sorrow.

Hereabouts Tiki Temple Offering facilities range from absolutely nothing at all to the sorta new palace just up the Creek. Graffiti seems to find it's way into all of them...

There on the dogsleds going into the ice cavern.

Along the coast ninety percent of the coast redwoods are gone...and I'm trying to recollect...oh, it was in a timeline of ecological events from way back to now and there was a rebellion over a Prince cutting down trees for his palaces in India a long time ago...lemseeificanfindthat!!...brb...

1720 — In India, hundreds of Bishnois Hindus of Khejadali go to their deaths trying to protect trees from the Maharaja of Jodhpur, who needed wood to fuel the lime kilns for cement to build his palace. This event has been considered as the origins of the 20th century Chipko movement.

Lime kilns I think are said to have done in the Mayas...brb...


Speaking to a group of 500 specialists in ancient Maya civilization gathered here from around the world this weekend, Dr. Richard D. Hansen, a research archeologist at the University of California at Los Angeles, said that in their zeal to create magnificent architecture the Maya leveled forests to fuel the fires with which they converted limestone into lime stucco.

NY Times


hmm...that's an unexpected side by side!!

Now they're climbing the pyramid...and Laura is first...and is talking to her father...pretty soon she'll be sledding on her boots behind the scene!

"God, He take care of the poor."

"Oh, yeah, He take care of all of us."

the Jamaicans

A bit from National Geographic...

The elusive quetzal, also known as the kuk, deserved homage. The bird inhabits the cloud forests of Central America, and its feathers, along with jade, were among the most precious commodities in Mesoamerica. To the Maya and Aztecs, the quetzal's emerald green iridescent tail feathers were more valuable than gold.
At Kukulcan, Lubman made recordings of the echo and compared them with recordings of the quetzal from Cornell University's ornithology lab, in Ithaca, N.Y.
"They matched perfectly. I was stunned," Lubman says. "The Temple of Kukulcan chirps like a kuk."
Lubman envisions Mayan priests facing a crowd at Kukulcan and clapping. The pyramid would then "answer" in the voice of the quetzal, a messenger of the Gods.


well...gods have gotten an upgrade to Gods in those august pages!!
the rare bird, "more valuable than gold", pic is from wikipedia...


Tree in the Door

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