The Right Altitude

May Snow

A week ago I posted Wisteria photo taken the same day, so enamoured I was of its floriferous and fragrant presence. I called it a mature spring dream.

Today, just one week later I had the opportunity to observe a unique scientific reality—that is—higher elevations have cooler temperatures. And that dramatically affects the visual coming of spring.

I live in essentially the same easting and northing for the Wisteria photo and these weather photos below. All have been taken within a 5 mile by 5 mile square on a map. I can observe the weather at 500 meters above sea level—the Wisteria–no snow fall at all–only a cold spring rain.

And I can observe the weather at 1,500 meters above sea level which I did today. My easy access to these very different elevations is possible due to the well developed cog-wheel train system in operation year round in all weather conditions.

Today, at 1,500 meters and higher, I saw no crocus, no dandelion, no green. But I did have the joyous fun of a snowfall in mid Spring—large flakes in blizzard-like conditions up to 12” deep and sticking to all coniferous and deciduous trees and shrubs.

Good fun.

…high…

800 meters above sea level–at this elevation there was no snowfall but you can see the dynamic cloud activity–up the faces of the cliffs–along the  valley floor–and the entire valley is covered and darkened by the low overcast.

 

…higher…

1,500 meters above sea level–at this elevation I have entered the low overcast layer that caused the reduced light at 800 meters. Inside the overcast layer was snowing.

 

…highest…

2,300 meters above sea level–at this level I have risen above the first overcast snowing and am now in snowfall from a higher overcast. This is where 12″ of snow had already fallen and the snow was still falling. A cog-wheel train at left.

 

Spring Snow Showers

Northern range of the Swiss Alps.

Last third of April–lots of spring flowers–violets going by–winter clothes put away–boom–spring snow showers.

 

Violas, violet, over oak.

 

Snow showers–normal April the locals say.

 

Snow flakes–dancing and jolly as if they are enjoying the joke.

 

Facials?

…or too much time…

I’ve got too much time on my hands—it’s the only way I can explain this stretched metaphor where the skin on one’s face and plant cover on the earth are equated.

If plants are the skin, the face of the earth, then…

…lay down, close your eyes…

The sky, the earth, the clouds and water combine to give the most unique of deep and revitalizing facial treatments to the plants.

…happy…

And afterwards…all are glowing…absolutely glorious…everyone is smiling!

Happy?

🙂

The Gnomist

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Sharon Liese directed and produced the above video, The Gnomist… but my comments below still apply.

Made me think about plants, trees, forests, landscapes…and how human access to them can occur on so many levels–physical, emotional, intellectual, spiritual–amazing.

Shouldn’t every city have these gnome ecosystems within a ten minute walk from everyone’s front door? Why not?

Dreams, aspirations…realities…take the journey.

 

A Tingler in the Forest

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Maybe most of us, when feeling an unusual fear, have heard, at one time or another, most often in our childhood, most often from someone close…you’re just imagining it–there’s nothing there, nothing to be worried about, nothing to be scared of–it’s just your imagination.

I certainly did, and most likely it was before I saw the 1959 William Castle horror-thriller movie with Vincent Price called, The Tingler. In that movie, Vincent Price, playing a doctor, theorizes and proves that the tingling feeling in your spine when you experience fear can be relieved by screaming. And if you don’t scream, the tingle grows and morphs into an organism that gradually because of its size and strength will kill you. Fear needs to be released via screaming–that is how they sold the movie to the public.

This is not about the movie–but rather about the actual reality of mentally building up a fear into spine tingling without actually seeing anything in real life to substantiate it.

The movie tingler is an imaginary embodiment of fear as a growing organism on your spine. My interest is that real life feeling on your spine—that tingling—that strange wind blowing across your presence when you first realize fear has become on your being.

What is that? It is not clearly defined by our currently accepted theories of science or psychology. What does that mean? It means there is something out there that we sense, but for which no one has an explanation that yields replicable results.

Sometimes when I am taking a walk in a strange forest, a large forest nowhere near any towns; and it is a cloudy day near sunset. The day ends more quickly. The darkness arrives earlier. I don’t know exactly where I am. I don’t know the topography—of course I can trace my way back—but I know if I keep going forward on this path I will come in contact with known landscape before too long.

Then that strange breeze—very dry, very quiet, emanating from somewhere else, somewhere in the oncoming dark from the unknown forest–beckons my awareness. My spine comes briefly alive, alert. And there I have the choice—to dismiss as my imagination…or explore, examine it intellectually, inwardly and maybe, just maybe let my mind run without control, let that tingle grow.

The tingle comes, the tingle goes and I am still alive, still sane, still wrapped in an internal mystery that might have an external connection. The landscape is not always my friend. But I know this crossroad. I am almost home.