There is a rapture on the lonely shore;
There is society, where none intrudes.
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more...

-Lord Byron

Definition of Walkabout :

a short period of wandering as an occasional interruption of regular work
Showing posts with label ancestors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ancestors. Show all posts

26 February 2017

the Story of Solvang

Founded in 1911 by three Danish immigrants, the dream for a safe place to live and raise Danish families began. Buying large tracts of land for farming, homes, and a town started what is known as Solvang.

A "sunny field" indeed.
The place is undeniably charming, even with it's throngs of tourists flooding the small town streets. I feel like a character out of a Hans Christian Anderson story, perhaps a lone ogre or an elderly dwarf.
Maybe I'm a cobbler, looking for work so that I too can feed my family living on my small spot of land here in America.

Perhaps I'm a lone prince, looking for a princess in the fairy land of opportunity.
After all, I have roots in this culture, this place of Danish immigrants.

A place reminiscent of the hopes and dreams of all immigrants looking to come here.

At least, I do hope that we can continue to keep that dream alive.

24 April 2016

Guided by ancestor's along the Walnut Canyon rim

I am guided by my spirit ancestors along the rim of Walnut Canyon. I can feel grandfather in a birds call, in the light breeze, in the flowers and trees.

It surrounds me, binds me. 
Calms me.
Curly strands on the agave plant are healing points of nature's acupuncture. I prick myself and leave a tiny trail of symbolic blood as I carry on.

I come to an unexcavated site.
The mysteries and possibilities that lie within are a simple allegory to my life.....

as the lone hawk circles overhead looking for food to sustain his nature.