Searchers (not “finders”) gathered for a weekend of fun.
Not until we were well on our way home, just ahead of the massive snow storm, did we hear the news of Fenn’s passing.
One treasure found. One treasure lost.
A story almost a hundred years old. A soldier, wounded inside and out, walks out of a facility and, in time, finds healing.
Shell shock.
Jump to today. Same story. New name.
I listened to a podcast recently about a group (begun) in Texas called Hives for Heroes. Commendable. Give it a listen. They are also on Facebook and at Hives for Heroes . com.
I’m only in my second year of beekeeping but I get it.
Bees are mesmerizing. So organized, with a uniform goal of survival and yet independent.
And share with us such sweet rewards.
Photographic images verifying that the chest was found and the turquoise and silver bracelet is on Forrest Fenn’s wrist again. The LINK.
The bracelet is unique in that the beads are mounted flat. A lot of history there.
Again, congratulations to the finder of the chest!
Forrest Fenn’s Treasure Chest
I got to see him a couple years ago in a concert of Two Cellos. Amazing talents.
And another of my favorites — Adagio
Enjoy.
Good Friday Remembrance
My great-grandmother’s grandfather was an artist. Not sure when he was born, but her mother was born in 1837 in Braunschweig.
On the back of the drawing is a tempera (?) painting of the Wetterhorn alp from the glacier-filled valley at Grindelwald.
Have a blessed Easter.
About the time I shot this photo, my friend, masked and gloved, was ushered into the meat freezer at the grocery store west of here. As she says, tornado warning trumps social distancing.
All is well. Take care.
An option while sheltering in place — Take a class. Dip your toe (or brush) in something you wouldn’t ordinarily do.
Because a very talented artist is now teaching her watercolor class on-line, I’m able to participate. I took a class once, about 18 years ago, and love the medium, (although I have very little intrinsic artistic ability.)
Some things we do for the joy of it.
The artist : Kaitlin Walsh
If you’ve ever heard of, or studied from, Netters (Atlas of Human Anatomy), you’ll appreciate her gift of painting the beauty of what is human.
This class is about painting animals. Lesson One: Jellyfish.
[I share this work from Thursday evening, because it’s probably hard to fail on a jelly fish. Yes, I know, it needs more background, a finer brush, a lighter touch.]
But … don’t expect anymore from me. Next week, a bird. A lot more parts. And after that, no idea.
In any case, it’s fun, messy, soothing, surprising.
A water high.
More gold.
First Bloom
What began as a birthday gift from Mr. W in late 2018, has kinda taken over. Coolest invention, that Flow Hive, or so I remarked, and Voila! It appeared.
Some (entire) assembly required.
So, after a two-day bee-keeping class, lots of reading, and acquiring the appropriate protective wear, (I convinced my doctor that maybe I should have an Epi pen because it’s a long way to a hospital), I ordered my bees.
And, yes, there was a certain amount of trepidation as I drove home with twenty thousand in the back seat. Brave…
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After a cold, wet spring, they took off. Gangbusters. Prairie blossoms galore.
Bountiful. More honey than the bees needed. Where to put said treasure?
Beg, borrow and seal any available bottles.
(Those cute little jars fit in the box my children made for me for Christmas. (See next photo of exotic colored woods. They are nowhere large enough, but I will keep some of each vintage in that treasure box.)
Next, drain and strain, and there you go.
The new gold standard?
[Maybe I can trade it for toilet paper in these unusual times.]
Is that what Forrest once said? Hmmm.
George D. Smith began as an architect and moseyed into art. Along the way he may have designed an important building in Cody, Wyoming.
Important to Forrest Fenn?
Would love to know.
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