Porthcaw - England (by Tony Armstrong-Sly) 

The Fall of Jason Grace (An Actual Ballad, Written By Me)

Fallen from on high, the Sun sinks into night.

With the daughter of the harvest, golden blades cut through the darkness.

Silent is the voice of Fate, the fallen god the Beast awaits.

The son of storms his life did give,

‘Gainst the madman, ‘gainst the rest,

‘Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

The one who burned Rome lives again,

The mighty Python waits in his den.

Closed be the lips of the seers,

Awakened are Apollo’s ancient fears.

Demeter’s child passed the test,

Subjected to life’s weary unrest.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

Apollo’s lover returned from the grave,

Fire’s child, Calypso did save.

New Hercules is rendered blind,

Heroes quest for the lady who binds.

Revealed upon the throne of Memory,

Bodies shall plague the camp by the sea.

The flaming hero rides off once more,

The Sun heads south for vet'rans of war.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

The white horse rider is alive,

Intent on stopping the fallen god’s jive.

In the desert’s scorching haze,

Love is lost in the Burning Maze.

Through sacrifice for his friends and the land,

The prince of Lightning’s final stand.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

The daughter of love goes bravely on.

Child of harvest and fallen Sun,

Seek the daughter of war,

To open a soundless door.

Promised to the fallen one,

Apollo remembers and journeys on.

The son of storms his life did give,

'Gainst the madman, 'gainst the rest,

'Remember!’, cried the Pontifex.

One last time, blue eyes did close,

Of he honored as great among heroes.

The broken Sun remembered his face,

Swore not to forget, the Fall of Jason Grace.

I will never not be over the moon about my choice to move to Maine. It’s like living in an eternal dream. 🐚

World’s End - Horton Plains National Park

Sand

Soft sand 

lifted gently 

By steady winds

Carried swiftly forward

Leaving tiny particles behind

building sand dunes and loess 

That blanket the land

Where once there was nothing

Grainfall and grainflow

Wind ripples

Creating

Love

Ragnarok!

Nothing is quite as beautiful as someone who has survived losing everything and still has a tender heart.

— Unknown

reyna and jason fall in love with each other because they can see each other’s true selves.

everyone wants jason to be a hero, the son of jupiter, someone who will lead the legion and do whatever it takes to keep things as they are, to protect and preserve. everyone wants reyna to be someone she’s not; it happened with her father, with hylla, circe, and now with camp jupiter. they want her to be a warrior and nothing more than that. she has to follow rules and lead and never take a break.

when they first meet, they see their own suffering in each other’s eyes. reyna sees herself in jason’s judging eyes, and he sees himself in her hardened look. that’s why they don’t treat each other differently.

reyna sees jason as an idealist who dreams about freedom and equality, and he sees her as a strong woman whose only wishes are safety and peace.

that’s when it happens — right after they’ve begun to know each other. right after they’ve understood. reyna falls for the real jason, and jason falls for the real reyna.

Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love, but in reality love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.

— Meša Selimović

Hole in the Ground, Oregon. Commonly mistaken for a huge impact crater, the eponymous hole in the ground formed as the result of the interaction between magma and shallow groundwater about 13,000 years ago. This event is called a phreatomagmatic eruption, and the resulting crater can be a maar, tuff ring, or tuff cone; depending on the composition and structure. This one is a tuff ring, and large blocks of lava and stuff were thrown hundreds of meters from the hole’s rim.

The crater is one mile across, and about 100 meters deep, making the climb down and back up quite the trek!

Certainly the things I needed to observe this August.

Saturn, Moon and Jupiter (Aug. 29, 2020)