1970s postcard of Pok’r Ararat (Փոքր Արարատ), the smaller of the two cones that makes up Mount Ararat. Yerevan’s opera house is in the foreground.
pok’r ararat
17 Wednesday Apr 2013
Posted in Armenia, photograph
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memories of my ghost sista %d
Conical mountains are too cool. Grew up with jagged vocanos all around. Maybe I dreamed more orderly mountains into my senses of appreciation.
Later….
Coming from the flat lands of Michigan anything over 6 feet in elevation is considered steep. We do have a “mountain” near here, a former landfill that now gets used for skiing in the winter. I hear it’s almost 12 feet in height, giving Pike’s Peak a run for its money.
Boston Mills outside of Cleve Land. A man-made hill that always had to have snow blown onto it was it in Ohio. I’m no skier, but I’ve lived near massive mountain ranges most of my life. I do know what skiing is, and that’s not it. Just saw a post about the large hill the Rubble Women (another good band name) of Berlin made from bodies, rubble, and other “oops, where’d our Reich go?” trash…Teufelborg, the Devil’s Mountain. U.S. used it for a listening post during Cold War. I think it’s in the Tiergarten, their Central Park. God I can blab before I wake up.
Later…
The things we humans create! One of the monstrosities we’ll have to explain to future generations is the Pacific’s Garbage Patch of plastics and sludge caught in the Northern Gyre. A whole island of floating garbage. What a world.