Nov. 9th, 2008

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The boys and I decided to revisit our old haunts in Boulder.

We began on the Pearl Street Mall, and were surprised by the absurdism of a girl in a bacon costume promoting cupcakes.

A lion marionette in the storefront of the Paperdoll.

This enchanting orange tree was in front of the store.

Close-up of tree's fruit.

We left the mall after stopping in The Peppercorn, where I picked up a box of leaf-shaped maple sugar candy for offerings.

Making our way to the bike path alongside Boulder Creek, the angle of the sunlight left the foothills in shadow, as well as some of the trees before us.

Along the creek was terribly beautiful. Various views of Boulder Creek:
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  • 5 (with pretty red leaves in the foreground)
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  • 11 (with sunlight through trees)

    Two ducks followed in the water beside us:
  • Female and male Mallard.
  • Looks as if she's goosing him!
  • Mates, perhaps?

    An American Crow was barking up a storm in a nearby tree.

    Sunlight through tree.

    Me beside Boulder Creek holding a sprig of oak leaves.

    Jay in crook of tree.

    Surprisingly, after eleven years of scouring Boulder with an emphasis on the creek area, we managed to venture into a new spot. New to us, at least. I can only surmise that we never before walked through the area because the creek's always been too high. It took some off-roading to reach. >;-)
    Bewitching leafy area beside Boulder Creek:
  • A log.
  • The opposite side of the log.
  • Another angle of the log.
  • Base of the log.
  • Exposed rootwork on the bank sloping down to the creek.
  • Unusual insect on the rootwork.
  • Green leaves in foreground.
  • Moss on tree roots.
  • Moss on stone.
  • Tree roots.
  • Pigeon fluff on the ground.
  • A Hermaphrodite tree! It bore a suspiciously vaginal hole and, at the base of the hole, a large and erect phallus.
  • Another view of the Hermaphrodite tree, showing some of the roots.
  • Close-up of the Herm tree's roots. Notice the rounded stone among its roots--it appears like the one that we discovered beneath the ornate rootwork of my favorite old log on the 104th Trail.
  • Gazing up through the trees.
  • Old stone steps leading up.
  • At the top of another set of old stone steps, looking down.
  • At the bottom of the same steps looking up.
  • Close-up of leaves changing color.

    We bid adieu to the wondrous newly-traversed off-road area beside the creek, and rejoined the bike trail.

    We passed this pretty tree in the Butterfly Garden.

    The sun over the foothills through golden leaves.

    Close-up of the golden leaves.

    The bark of the tree sporting the golden leaves.

    We went off the bike trail again and paused by this stump with a deep hollow in the center. I dropped a leaf candy offering down the hole because it felt appropriate.

    Looking down the off-road path one way...

    Looking the opposite direction.

    Tangle of tree limbs beside creek.

    Bark with a berry vine climbing it.

    Drooping yellow leaves.

    Rejoining the trail, we spied a beautiful Japanese Maple across the parking lot.

    We passed the scenic little fishing pond.

    On a slender tree beside the pond hung a neat hornet's nest. Here's the nest from another angle.

    A neat tree.
  • Another angle.

    Big colorful tree on the way back to Pearl Street, and the close of the day.
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    Had a fun dinner at IHOP where Andi met up with us. We brought her to a favorite place we held rituals at, which we affectionately refer to as Fauxhenge. It's a rounded stone structure with obelisks at the mouth. A modest lake is to one side, and Boulder Creek on the other. Between, flanking Fauxhenge, are unkempt fields and trees.

    As soon as we left the cars behind, Jay and I looked up just in time to catch sight of the brightest shooting star I've ever witnessed.

    After the long walk, it felt good to see and feel the place again.

    We placed an apple and four of the leaf-shaped candies on what we always felt was the altar of Fauxhenge.

    Antonio and I off to the altar's left.

    Andi perched on obelisk as seen through trees.

    Looking straight across Fauxhenge from the altar.

    Looking out to the right of the altar.

    Antonio loping around the perimeter.

    Red Skies At Night (I love that song).

    Another angle with red sky.

    Curious lights in trees.

    Cool effects with distant streetlights and porch lights.
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    We came to a particularly dark patch of overgrown field where an old door and a partial wall stand. We've passed by it for years, and made up all sorts of stories about it. We never approached it until that night.
  • The door
  • Close-up of the door
  • Andi leaving cookie bits at the door
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