I walked earlier yesterday because some weather was gonna roll in late in the day. This one walk or a slight substitute I really enjoy. I always end up no matter what streets I take at the Aleman Park. There they have shady benches and I can sit in solitude and enjoy the morning. See the trees and clouds.
I really enjoy the differences this time of year. It is warm most days up in the 90s or high 80s and humidity can be a factor.
Aleman Park lets me sit and study this little slice of the world though. The days slip away and now I have 3 weeks and days left. There is nothing left to do to go. The last weeks are cruise time. Take walks, eat some good food, spend the nights often with a YouTube video on archeology. One of my latest favorites is Time Team because the guys do this archeology I remember doing. Down in the dirt, filthy clothes. Reminds me of way back when doing the archeology in the Mojave Desert with RWR. We finished one day of work north of the city of Mojave in the Antelope Valley and the team went to a hotel in the city to stay a few nights while we worked at excavating this site in the right of way of a wind farm project. The front desk person audibly gasped seeing a group of homeless looking people walk in to his nice clean hotel. RWR was covered in desert dirt, looked like a bandit from some bygone era. The rest of us not much better.
The front desk person stammered out what we needed. RWR said rooms. I believe the person asked if we intended to pay. RWR had this boisterous laugh which he exercised. He then withdrew a corporate AMEX card and paid for everyone for three nights. The final need?
where’s the beer?
The front desk person was genuinely relieved and gestured toward a 7/11 store. We all went.
The Time Team archeologists remind me of actually doing the archeology. Not like the pretty egyptologists standing outside and supervising. Its dirty, painful, repetitive work. In one summer I got repetitive strain disorder from digging up human remains in Northern California. We commonly used dental picks on these habitation and burial sites especially around human remains. My left arm began its act after a summer. My room mate, the team physical anthropologist just laughed. No help at all.
So when I watch Time Team the real meaning of archeology comes back to me time and again. Like RWR once quoted,
archeology? Its the mind wielding a trowel
archeology? Most fun you can have with your pants on
Take your choice. And I travel back with the team in my own time warp sitting in Aleman Park remembering later all these little facets of my impure diamond. Turn one around and walking here or doing that comes clean. Others sparkle with less evident promise because I don’t shift their presence into the light.
Yesterday it was the tree and clouds and the sweat from the movement and the happiness of miles spent doing what I love to do each day.
Trees and clouds. Memories and Moments. Let us all revel in our own but with some I hope to never relive.