Etched in StoneSan Francisco City Hall Brushing away the debris, she couldn't believe her eyes. The detail that still existed in the finely chiseled piece was truly astounding. Her history books had claimed that a few forward thinkers had somehow intuited that their "digital technology" (she thought that's what they called it) wasn't forever - and wanted to preserve some of their world for the futurians. So they had gone to work, carving images into stone using lasers... hoping it would last. Trying their best to reach through generational and dimensional bounds as if to shout out; "We were here!"... much as the ancient cave dwellers had done. In that moment she realized that the desire to connect was stronger than time itself. Her hand trembled a little as she realized what it held. A perfectly rendered scene of the once-gloried San Francisco City Hall... as it looked one sunny day... 400+ years ago. ©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0) - Karen Hutton

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SwirlYosemite, CA
Shape, break, split, map.
Swirl was many things.
But mostly Swirl thought of itself as a brushstroke of time.
The gap between what was and what is.
Subtle. And inevitable.

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DualityBig Dune, Amargosa Valley, NV

Her favorite part of having a shadow
Was how tall it made her seem.

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Gilded, Yet Not Gold

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She Envisioned Rebirth

She approached winter's sleep as she did all her moments before...
Rejoicing, expressing, embracing, celebrating.
Envisioning rebirth always made her smile with unusual radiance.

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Carpenter's ShedBodie, CA

Bodie had burning issues. As in... being burned down alot.
The last time was a little kid who was mad that he got lime jello instead of cake for dessert.
So his response was to sit and light matches, then drop them on the ground.
Of course, eventually one caught on and flamed the town.
Again. They had plenty of water in their reservoir supplies, but when they flipped on the fire hoses... nothin'. Apparently the guy in charge of checking such things had forgotten to put the filters back in place and the pipes were clogged with mud, rocks and general sludge. All they could do was watch the burn, until the unpredictable Sierra winds blew the fire back the other way, reversing it into the areas it had already gone. Lack of fuel then killed the fire.

But that's the town you see today. There used to be 10,000 people and 2000 buildings. Now, about 150 buildings left. I could be a little off on that last number, but it's close. And while there are waaayyyyy older places in the world worthy of wonder... this is the closest we'll get to those crazy folk who did the "head west, young man!" thing and parked themselves at 8000 feet without Eddie Bauer down shirts to wear in the winter.

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Yuba River Dreams

This was from last July 4th... up in the Sierras, along I-80. Yuba River.
The granite there is old, wise and ancient.
I love hanging out there, 'cause sometimes I could swear I hear the faint tinkling of bells and whispers on the wind.

Magic much?

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Life. Is...
Undeniable.

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Etched in Stone

San Francisco City Hall
Brushing away the debris, she couldn't believe her eyes.
The detail that still existed in the finely chiseled piece was truly astounding.
Her history books had claimed that a few forward thinkers had somehow intuited that their "digital technology" (she thought that's what they called it) wasn't forever - and wanted to preserve some of their world for the futurians.
So they had gone to work, carving images into stone using lasers... hoping it would last. Trying their best to reach through generational and dimensional bounds as if to shout out; "We were here!"... much as the ancient cave dwellers had done. In that moment she realized that the desire to connect was stronger than time itself.

Her hand trembled a little as she realized what it held.
A perfectly rendered scene of the once-gloried San Francisco City Hall... as it looked one sunny day... 400+ years ago.

©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)