Far Cartouche

Fluxion the Cat in the Role of Nuit

Robin's and Jonah at the Escher Tree

Friday Ark #67 mixes circular waterfalls and the difference of Gaussians to thrill like-minded, with aleph 1 ways to save a critter by Modulator.

I think eatstuff will find that there is only one kind of kitty. But I want to know, how to prepare geoduck? BS in geography at the University of Oregon? Anyway, Kitties Galore at Weekend Cat Blogging, coming soon, because isn't Australia my Island of the Day After?

ELMS IN THE YARD (very cool name) will be hosting the 93rd edition of Carnival of the Cats, which is 31 times 3! Shining bright in every heart on Sunday.

At the Oregon Gardens

That Fateful Day When Eukaryota Met Mitochondrius

The Invisible Helen Keller on a Magic Carpet Ride

As Ye Sow, So Shall Ye Reap

Friday Ark #66 is beating the bushes rescuing one and all from the rising tide of data oblivion, with able seaman Modulator at the helm.

The weekend is far away, but tick tick tick, Weekend Cat Blogging #29 is no doubt already cooking away at eatstuff.

Sunday at 5 is forever, so don't hold your breath, save it for going oo and ahh at the
92nd Carnival of the Cats, this week at all those lines on the post saying 1979 and 1982: Watermark.

Art Treasures and Internal Opiates

Dorothy Flees Through the Looking-Glass Transmatter

Saint Domenicus of Silos (not universal)

Still Life with Invisible Season's Greetings

Remembering Total Abandon

When Astrology Tells You Too Much Too Soon

Friday Ark #65 is busy saving critterss everywhere, admirally piloted by the stalwart Modulator

UPDATE: Man, I'm hungry! Food is on its way, but until then, I'll just drool on WCB 28 at eatstuff. that's Weekend Cat Blogging.

UPDATE 2: And Now! In all Three Rings, it's the Carnival of the Cats #91! Covered like a Wall of Sound at Music and Cats!

Becoming Math and Coffee

I have started a new blog, Hotlinking the Vegetable. People hotlink to my photos, and it's okay, I like it, but I want to document what's going on. I'll also post about blogs which are so gracious as to link to Middle-Fork (and here) in posts, or in that stratospheric height of kind attention, in their blogroll.

The first post goes into some detail describing my path to creating HTV.

Tongue Can Reveal Many Problems

I've been honoured by a mention in one of my favorite daily reads,
Avedon Carol's The Sideshow
Thanks!

Baby Fingers

Something Crawls Ashore

Carnival of the Cat #90 is ruining the couch again at Quite Early One Morning.
Ok, ok, customizing the couch.


Herding kitties and their meals continues to feed to the world with Friday Ark #64 at Modulator.

and at Weekend Cat Blogging #27 at the always tasty eatstuff


...
and now I'm crying too, so sad:
Farewell and God bless sweet little Macaroon

Seeing Eye to Eye

Drumstick Tree

Snag Bird

Extra Bonus Track! View of the 3 Sisters from Indian Ridge, close to the Willamette NF Acrobatics Training Site.

Falling Over in the Forest


I've been out to Indian Ridge a number of times, and have always gone to the northern trailhead. The trail climbs from the road, across mixed terrains, and then is mostly flat the rest of the way.

About halfway up it crosses a drainage a hundred feet wide and made up of dirt and scree at about a 40 degree slope. It's hard for trees to get a grip, and so the resulting access to the sun is great for the underbrush. As is common on such a slope, blackberries reigned supreme, and had ruled for a very long time.

I was on my way back, and started across the clearing. The little rock and dirt trail was wet and slippery, and slowly collapsing beneath my feet. Downhill is to the right.

I carry my camera in my right hand, strapped around my neck and left shoulder. I slowly very slowly walked across the clearing, until the ground fell away from my downhill foot. I almost had my balance - I began rolling to the right very slowly. I instinctly cradled the camera, and reached out to the left to grab something.

Well, I was in the middle of an old growth blackberry patch. Everything vaguely grabbable has inch long thorns bristling, just waiting. I frantically scanned for enough space to grab, but it was already too late: when I pulled back from grabbing the thorny vine, I overbalanced completely, and performed a slow motion somersault into the bramble.

I ended up head down, back and right side down, supported a few feet from the ground by the grandfather of all blackberry bushes. My camera, nestled between my right arm and chest, was fine. I couldn't grab anything with my left hand, even if I was willing to perform such a folly. My legs were mostly immobilized by vines. Trying to twist my body jiggled me further into the brambles.

Well, it took a while, but by judiciously making gentle kicks, I was able to turn enough that I could reach out and wincingly pull myself upright. Finally crawling to the trail, I stayed on all threes all the way to the trees.


If you go there, to the northern trailhead, be careful: the road numbers on the forest service map are different from the signs. The shape of the roads makes it clear.

Off to Cupit Mary Land

Friday Ark #63 is another barrel of monkeys reincarnated as every which way at Modulator becasue we all know there were only supposed to be two of each kind.

and YumOhBoy! I want some of this Apple & Nectarine Tart, hidden away behind Weekend Cat Blogging #26 at the ravenous observer creation site eatstuff

Our server
It lives at your place
Let's move it now
Through hyperspace

Well microwave links
They flutter and sput
Let's move it again
To the server farm hut

Connections
Are more certain now
And download speeds
you know are like Wow!

One hopes

(with apologies to those that shave)

OMIGAWD! The image server is down down down. The impact on Middle-Fork is total, and Far Cartouche will lack pictures but not the babble.

The good news is that it's moving to a hardened location, and will be back up later today.

System status is optimistic.

UPDATE: 0400 UT: The systems are back up and the identity crisis is starting to fade. I'm not yet able to load images, but other IPs are hitting the site, and as far as the log can tell me, receiving image files.

I have today's picture all ready, but there seems to be a difference between middle-fork.org (connects quickly) and www.middle-fork.org (gets lost in the ozone)

I hallucinated that Patience was one of the Three Sisters, but so far we only have Faith, Hope, and Charity. The new bulge will probably be Patience one of these days. Just hold onto your horses!

Mga D'abalo as Captain Nemo's Guest aboard the Nautilus

Yah! Rum Fudge