Monday, October 11, 2010

130 Sunday Oct 10

Sunday Oct 10 Day 130


This morning I am reviewing the shots I took yesterday of the washboard roads at the top of the hillside. They are looking good and are usable for final production. I began to get motion sickness near the end of the session. When walking these roads you do not know how bouncy the ride is in a car. When taking a taxi up the hill I am so busy holding on that I am not aware of the bouncing. The human body adjusts for the bounces that the camera cannot handle.


I have the remains of more lilies. They are in the old Christian cemetery. One of the grave stones identified the life span of the person buried there as 1828 to 1906. The cemetery is surrounded by a stone wall about 5 feet tall and the usual 18 inches thick. It goes down the hillside about 200 feet and is about 50 to 75 feet wide. It is interesting to see the grave markings and realizing that here lies someone who was loved by others and would be missed. When I get back to Maple Valley I will place Colleen’s ashes under a stone in the memory garden. I now see the need to do that.


I walked around Peace Cottage today and up onto the verandah of the main building at Childers Lodge. Peace Cottage was where the Dillingham family lived during the monsoons of 1947. During the months we stayed there 17 scorpions were caught and killed. My father discovered that when the tip of the stinger is cut off, the scorpion dies.

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