Category Archives: Totems

Totem This & Totem That…

29 Wednesday Oct 2014

Posted by in Gentleman Farming, Seasons, Totem Hall, Totems

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farm boss...

farm boss…

I like my chainsaws.

I like the power.

I like the danger.

I like the dirt.

I like the sawdust.

I use them.

I use them a lot.

I chop trees down.

chop down...

chop down…

I chop trees up.

chop up...

chop up…

But

I cannot make art.

white-tailed deer totem helping to support totem hall...

white-tailed deer totem helping to support totem hall…

gopher tortoise totem helping to support totem hall...

gopher tortoise totem helping to support totem hall…

florida panther totem helping to support totem hall...

florida panther totem helping to support totem hall…

eastern diamondback rattlesnake helping to support totem hall...

eastern diamondback rattlesnake totem helping to support totem hall…

At least not with my chainsaw…

It’s Summer, So…

22 Sunday Jun 2014

Posted by in Living, Religion, Totems

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Breathe deeply and appreciate the moment.

like the sign says...

like the sign says…

Cut out from a package we got in the mail, so I guess it’s supposed to mean something, probably for a reason, and probably not worth the cosmic, karmic, implications of ignoring.

Curioser & Curioser

08 Tuesday Apr 2014

Posted by in Passages, Totem Hall, Totems

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Underneath the watchful eye...

Underneath the watchful eye…

And behind the "looking" glass...

And behind the “looking” glass…

Oh, well, yes, I really do owe Lewis Carroll an apology. Curious curios collected over the years, each one with a story, a memory, even though some of those stories and memories are lost to time, or distorted by time, kind of like a Julian Barnes story.

Campari...

Campari…

Rocking horse...

Rocking horse…

Magic bus...

Magic bus…

Eskimo...

Eskimo…

What we collect, what does that say about us, right? And further, where we place, how we place our little objects, what too does that say about us? It caught my eye; it means something. I must have it, cherish it, forever. It will look just right, right here…

Friends...

Friends…

Henny penny...

Henny penny…

Our little world...

Our little world…

The moon belongs to everyone...

The moon belongs to everyone…

Return of sorts…

07 Friday Dec 2012

Posted by in time, Totem Hall, Totems

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Really, has it been 4 years?  My how time does slip by, especially when you are not paying attention.  There is a new look to the rather old, but underutilized, site.  We call our place, Totem Hall and I am enclosing a couple of, well, a couple of totems, spiritual guardians, and protectors, of our little domain.

Our friend, wise old owl...

our friend, wise old owl…

Our friend, good old fox...

our friend, good old fox…

Really, 4 years, who knew?