Category: Western Movies

Brother Richard sent me a link to this
Western Quiz:

https://play.howstuffworks.com/quiz/there-are-hundreds-of-classic-westerns-well-be-impressed-if-you-can-guess-20

I’ve never claimed to be a Western Expert. Just a Fan.
I did get 39 out of 40 (he bragged),
though I was guessing at 3 of ’em.
But I don’t think this quiz would challenge many
real Western Fans.

The one that did stump me was the 1941 Classic
“They Died With Their Boots On”.
I confess I don’t think I’ve ever seen it?
Shows what kind of expert I am.

But it was still fun.

Pardner.

 

A Minor Ballad / Gordon Lightfoot / 1967

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“It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.”
– Sir Edmund Hillary

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Castle Mountain

Showing the ‘saddle back’ behind it
and the high meadows where many hikers venture.

Majestic, Powerful, Inspiring.

We head for Revelstoke, BC, Halcyon Hot Springs.
Then to Nakusp, BC and Nakusp Hot Springs.

We’re back.
We were only gone 6 days, but it still took me a couple of days to recover. (LOL!)
Remember when Holidays used to be relaxing adventures?
But I’m 76 now … so hardly anything is relaxing.
Sadly, at times it’s just nice to get back to your own bed.
Not that this trip wasn’t enjoyable. It was wonderful! (Thanks Rose.)
We saw and experienced a lot of great things.
It’s just that travelling is not what it used to be when you get older.
Look a this for instance:

I recall a time when all I needed was a duffle bag and my thumb.
Crazy enough though, I think we used most of this stuff.
Even crazier, we often find we forgot something?

Heading Out

Thems the ROCKIES in the distance.
No snow on them. (Yet)
And you might think that after driving through them
about a thousand times, it would be boring.
You’d be wrong.

But …
Uh Oh! Some kind of road construction … ?

Ah … they’re building another Wildlife Bridge over the highway.

They’ve built a lot of them over the years.
So they must work?

Moving along …

There used to have signs telling what Mountain we were lookin’ at.
Don’t know why they stopped that?

Over the years I’ve taken a lot of pics of Cascade Mountain.

Why not?

You will often see people who have hiked up to the bottom of the Falls.
But not today.

Next: Castle Mountain …

More coming …

The Rose – sung by Bette Midler – written by Amanda McBroom

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I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.
– Audrey Hepburn

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I think that most Miracles are small and flow right past us.
Like tests.
To see if we’re paying attention.
They are like Gifts and Rewards for feats
we didn’t even know we were achieving.

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When we left on our little holiday, Rose’s Sunflowers were green.

I really never thought they were going to open. It was so late in Summer.

But when we returned they had suddenly exploded.

I could hardly believe it.

The bees were happy.

Rose and I are heading into the BC interior for a few days.
It’s our Birthday present to ourselves … both Virgos …
(whatever that means?)
Going to jump in some Hotsprings and look at the Stars.
Nakusp Hotspings is one of our destinations.
Just hoping for decent weather –
though I’ve never been a person who could get defeated by weather.
See you soon.

“Yet hope remains while all the company is true.”

 

Just an Old Fashioned Love Song / 3 Dog Night / 1975

 

Desiderata / Les Crane / 1971

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It’s certain that good number of people have committed this
inspired treatise of enlightened wisdom to memory.
I’m not one of them –
though certain passages do often spring to mind.

“And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.”

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Desiderata

by Max Ehrmann

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

— Max Ehrmann, 1927

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Max Ehrmann of Terre Haute, Indiana started writing the work in 1921,[citation needed] but he did not assign it a title. He registered for his U.S. copyright in 1927 using the poem’s first phrase as its title. The April 5, 1933 issue of Michigan Tradesman magazine published the full, original text on its cover, crediting Ehrmann as its author. In 1933, he distributed the poem in the form of a Christmas card,[1] now officially titled “Desiderata.”
(Wikipedia)

A very good series.

 

Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
A translation?/interpretation
by Edward FitzGerald (1859).

I have only memorized this first quatrain of Fitzgerald’s wonderful translation/interpretation of Khayyám’s epic and sublime poem.

A vast amount of the World’s Greatest Literture
lies uncreated in the English Language.
In fact, a unfathonable amount of such great literature was created before the English language (as we know it) even existed.
And in dialects now lost to us.

Therefore, unless we can speak every language and dialect ever created we can’t access a massive amount of Art/Literature.
Even then, it would be possible to encompass only a small amount of it.
However, there have been valiant attempts to bring such works
into our own Language and Culture.
– even as this meets the problems of interpretation.

Omar Khayyám

Below: just 3 of FitzGerald several attempts
to interpret just the first quatrain:

Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of Night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to Flight:
And Lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultán’s Turret in a Noose of Light.
FitzGerald, Stanza I, 1st ed.

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“Wake ! For the Sun behind yon Eastern height
Has chased the Session of the Stars from Night ;
And, to the field of Heav’n ascending, strikes
The Sultan’s Turret with a Shaft of Light.
FitzGerald, Stanza I, 2nd ed

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WAKE! For the Sun, who scatter’d into flight
The Stars before him from the Field of Night,
Drives Night along with them from Heav’n, and strikes
The Sultan’s Turret with a Shaft of Light.
FitzGerald, Stanza I, 5th ed

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FitzGerald probably worked, reworked, refined, and re-edited
Khayyám sublime epic poem until the day he died.
And then was still unlikely content.
Even as we sense what was likely
‘a labour of love’on his part

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“He’s not really dead, as long as we remember him.”
– Dr. McCoy, (Star Trek: The Wrath of Khan, 1982)

Though I once knocked my sister out with the ‘Vulcan neck pinch‘
(that’s my story and I’m sticking to it),
I never considered myself a Trekkie –(Star Trek Super Fan),
cuz I could never do the Vulcan Salute/Greeting.
(I’m also lousy at Mind Melding).

Below are most of the places I’ve lived in Southern Alberta:
Except Vulcan.

So I’ve always considered myself to be an Albertan.
And I know Big Town and Small Town, Alberta.
Which brings us to Vulcan, Alberta which under ordinary circumstances
would be considered to be your typical small Alberta Prairie Farm town.
BUT nothing ever seems to have been ‘Typical’ about Vulcan.
Firstly, it’s unusual name:
“Vulcan was named by a surveyor for the Canadian Pacific Railway back in 1915 for the Roman god of fire—all of the streets throughout the town were originally named for gods and goddesses …
https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/vulcan#:~:text=Vulcan%20was%20named%20by%20a,who%20mostly%20work%20in%20farming.
Also …
Wikipedia says:
“Vulcan once had nine grain elevators, more than any other location west of Winnipeg, Manitoba, making it the largest grain
shipping point at that time.”

I remember locomotives like this below.

There are 57,200 farms in Alberta.

Next: Part 3 …

Space … the final frontier / Leonard Nimoy / Spock

A while back Don Osterag was talking about
Leonard Nimoy (Spock) and Star Trek.
https://donostertag.wordpress.com/2015/02/27/qa-with-nimoy-in-iowa/comment-page-1/#respond

This interested me because Nimoy had visited the small Alberta town of Vulcan in 2010 in response to an invitation from locals who had proclaimed Vulcan as the “Official Star Trek Capital of Canada” – 
Vulcan being Spock‘s home planet in the Star Trek TV show.

Being the good sport that he was, Leonard came up.
To say that this was a BIG DEAL for Vulcan (population about 2000)
would be an understatement.

Nimoy demonstrated his generous and affable nature.

In all this, Rose and determined to visit Vulcan
this summer and enjoy our time there.
So we did …

Next:
Vulcan Visit / Part 2

Lately we’ve been getting very direct warning about how tenuous our survival and existence is – and how dependent we are upon many resources outside of our personal control.
First, our whole communtications systems in this area
went down for 24 hours.
The only thing we had was Radio.
No phone, no TV, no computer, no WiFi …
– no way to find out what was going on.
The next thing was a major City water pipe broke –
forcing water consumption restrictions for a month.
Then we had an electrical storms that knocked out
electricity in some areas.
Now, yesterday, the town of Jasper was devastated
by a forest fires that swept into Jasper National Park.

Still on the grid ?
– dependent upon resources outside of your control?

Think about it.

How much food do you have around?

I went out on our front steps yesterday evening and took these pics:

Forest fires in Alberta.
We don’t worry too much about them out here on the Prairie –
and wouldn’t even know they were happening –
if it wasn’t for the smoke.

HOWEVER, most of Canada is FOREST.
Check any map.
So this is a big problem.
AND NOW in the age of Climate Change
it’s amplified. Considerably.

Almost like living on another planet.

Feel the heat.

I’d heard this was cancelled.
Guess they changed their mind.

Frankly, I enjoyed Season 1.

INVICTUS by William Ernest Henley

Possibly the most memorized poem in the English Language?
Certain to be on the Literature circulum of most schools.
Powerful, uplifting, inspiring …
and short.

Click to enlarge.