Beyond Eureka, Utah
The
Girl With the Apple
Jan is a photographer who was aiming her
camera at the nature around, near an old mining development which has
practically gone ghostly, off of Hwy. 6.
I happened to be walking into the direction of her spiffy camera when
she took advantage of a monk in view.
“Do you mind?” she asked after she clicked.
“Of course not,” I said and we made
friends. Maybe I looked haggard, at
least tired, and was offered an apple.
It was special, flavourful and reminded me of the apples that Apple
Annie used to sell in “Pocketful of Miracles.”
All about good luck and fortune.
From that area, Eureka, I went through
nothing but barren land—no village, no people—but I believe the good wishes of
Jan stayed with me, perhaps through the apple.
Before we—my team and I—went for the long
haul in the desert, we popped into a shop, practically the only one standing,
and got a charge out of the puns on the wall.
Each one was a dilly as one-liners.
“I tried to catch the frog. I mist.”
“I didn’t like my beard at first, then it
grew on me.”
“I’m reading a book about
anti-gravity. It’s impossible to put
down.”
“Why don’t programmers like nature? It has too many bugs.”
“I don’t trust these stairs because they’re
always up to something.”
This evening we conducted a program in Salt
Lake City. I spoke on Chapter 2 Verse 40
from the Bhagavad-gita, about overcoming fear through service.
May the Source be with you!
20 mi
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