Invisible things by Noëlle Maline

With the flicker of a bird .. I prefer distractions and being interrupted . These days , I am a luggage organizer , book filer and background diorama painter .. I look at the night sky and watch old films .. Collect shadows and uncertainties .. I make art with fragments and broken images .. Paper , things and sounds .

Friday

snow time machine

 Back in time a few weeks ago...
This was a trip to June Mountain- a little up the road, past Mammoth Mountain. Stopped part way to get some of the worlds best jerky and nuts- or so they say. It is pretty good though and they have a place for pets to stretch their legs out in the back.

Once we got up the mountain, we stopped at the provisions store in Mammoth. Got candles, spaghetti, coffee, bread and peanut butter. The store was crowded and the shelves were half empty because the news told people to stock up and prepare for a black out. The wind was blowing and the snow was pounding.
When it cleared up for a little while- there were magic snow men everywhere outside our cabins. Then the second storm came and we waited and waited with no electricity, cell or internet reception. The roads were closed going in and out- we kept the wood burning in the stove and then after a few days, dug out the car.
The roads were still closed but we got word that some of the lifts were opening up just around the corner... Below is the June Mountain parking lot- with nobody else in it. Kids from town walked over though- carrying skis and snow boards through the unplowed powder.
It was a perfect snow day- There were about ten of us up there- I fell once and sunk about 5 feet into the fluffy stuff and just stayed there staring up at the sky and the huge flakes falling down ... About 10 minutes later, a snowboard blade almost cut my head in half- So I thought it was time to get out of the hole and go back down to the lift for another.

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