American History
I feel like a newborn out here... with an implanted chip of basic knowledge in my head. So I guess, maybe that makes me a toddler. I'm seeing so much that I'm not used to seeing on the East Coast.
Here are some of yesterday's photos:
18mm lens just isn't wide enough to fit the entire sinuous river in the picture.
So much diversity among the rocks.
So much diversity among the rocks.
On our way out of the Dominguez area, we saw some petroglyphs. It really sucks that many have been vandalized. It appeared that people were using them as target practice. I'm learning more and more about America.
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I like how this post is titled "American History," Jeff. On a day like today in American macrohistory, let's also remember to not forget the secret histories: the narrative curve of train tracks, the drawing and targeting of petroglyphs, the little berries. The history books will remember 2 million people in our nation's capital. We've got to remember how jailed down the juice.
Thanks, Danny. I hadn't thought about it like that, but thanks for bringing that to light. Care to explain "how jailed down the juice"?
Your pictures are beautiful, and I love how you compare yourself to a toddler. It is so great to be in a new place, and to find everything around you to be something to learn about.
On a side note, what kind of camera are you using? haha
I'm so glad you are blogging! It is so interesting.
Short answer: it's from this passage of Beloved by Toni Morrison: http://books.google.com/books?id=v0HI4zFjPggC&pg=PA174&lpg=PA174&dq=%22how+loose+the+silk.+how+jailed+down+the+juice.%22&source=web&ots=DMlw38Unfz&sig=mkImTzZrSDr67-aLbwi0sXKugDk&hl=en&sa=X&oi=book_result&resnum=4&ct=result
Longer answer to follow.
Thanks, Christine! Nikon D80 with an 18-70mm lens.
Where's the long answer, Danny?
Longer answer that's shorter than the Beloved passage but longer than the link: macrohistory and secret history are both history. When you zoom in on macrohistory you see the corn rustling in that field. The Civil War and the inauguration of the president are parts of history. The juices locked in corn kernels and small berries are also parts of history. Your pictures, Jeff, are (y)our secret history.
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