#white mountain

[jigsawjo]

2024-04-08, 1000, “I Love Michigan”

[downfalldestiny]

Fly further 🌊🏞️❄️ !.

[theroguequeenaniki]

December Day 2: Red ❤️

#KimickaPhotoADay

We went thrifting today and I picked up these burgundy/maroon (they’re darker without the filter XD) boots!

[zoeflake]

"WARNING Hiking this trail often results in a call to search and rescue. It does NOT lead back to Wesley Forest. It takes hours to exit the mountain via this route. The trail is often brushy and hard to follow. Be prepared."

[sixcitiesofficial]

The Heart of the Mountain

Long ago, in the depths of a mountain that had yet to be named, there was a god, and that god had questions. 

It was an odd thing for a god to have questions, because it was a god. It possessed limitless power based on manipulation of cosmological forces. It didn’t need to ask why the sun rose. The sun rose because the god’s sister had birthed a great and fiery dragon. In several millennia, the god would approve as an elven sage became so incensed with this explanation that she would ascend in a ball of incandescent magic to argue with the dragon for the rest of time, and there would be two suns. But at this moment, there was only one sun. 

If the gods were all abstract concepts made manifest and given limitless power, did anything truly exist. If all of creation was a reflection of the limitless power of the gods, why then was it bound by seemingly mundane laws, such as gravity? The Mountain paused, and made note of the notion of gravity, because it had noticed that things typically only fell in one direction, drawn towards a greater mass.

Understandably, the other gods sometimes needed a break from their querulous sibling. 

Still, the Mountain had questions, and it needed someone to help it look into these questions. Someone had to understand the workings of reality -- insofar, it noted, as reality existed, and was not just a consensus reached by observation, a mass delusion that all living beings agreed upon in order to not go mad in the face of the infinite -- and, more importantly, make notes on reality. 

At first, the Mountain considered recruiting some of its siblings’ creations for this very important task of Making Notes On The Nature Of Physics -- the Mountain paused, and wrote another note reminding it to invent physics, and then while it was at it, the other sciences, and also mathematics. But some of these projects might take more time than was allotted to its siblings’ creations. Worse, while the abyss would take their souls and return them to new bodies, the newly returned souls wouldn’t remember where they’d left off in the process. 

No, the Mountain decided, as it made a series of other notes about things like chemical interactions and the use of acidic compounds, and why some rocks radiated a dangerous energy, and tucked those away for later, it would have to take matters into its own hands. The Mountain made a note to determine if it did, in fact, have hands, or just the abstract concept manifested in the most functional form for its purposes. It was, after all, a god, and therefore could have easily just moved the matter with its will.

When the gods had made the world, they had populated it with a variety of living things. Some of those things were relatively hairless and bipedal, and the Mountain’s siblings had quite leaned into that form, just tweaking little things to suit their needs. The Mountain dismissed the humanoid form for its purposes. There were only so many variations before one ran out of ideas, after all. It did consider the notion of a long-lived slime mold capable of advanced calculations but suspected that, while this would be efficient, it would also be quite disgusting.

The Mountain began to review its notes on the various living things in the world. Not trees, it thought. Though they were long-lived and very good at recording their immediate conditions, they were also immobile, which would make observing things not near them very difficult. Fish were similarly restricted to aquatic observations, and as the Mountain looked deeper into the oceans, it discovered that it was in fact quite concerned about what life had gotten up to in the trenches, and decided to leave all of that alone, even if a squid could take notes on ten different topics at once. Birds did have the advantage of exceptional mobility and eyesight, but the Mountain’s preliminary experiment to see if birds could take notes on the wing did not end well. Also, the crows kept writing naughty words instead of taking notes. 

After much deliberation and careful experimentation, the Mountain reached the conclusion that the optimal form for research and development was something with clever hands, a diligent work ethic, and ample fat stores to survive long-term stays in a library or other academic setting. With much solemn ritual and even more solemn observation of lab safety, the Mountain bestowed upon the creatures of the woodlands the light of knowledge. Unto the humble creatures of the field, the mice and rats, the foxes and badgers, the beavers and squirrels, the moles and shrews, the Mountain gave wisdom and understanding. It granted them the ability to ask questions of the natural world, to dig as metaphorically deeply as they had previously done quite literally. It granted them exceptionally long lifespans, so that they would have plenty of time for their experiments. It also made necessary biological adjustments so that they could properly handle lab equipment -- once they had invented lab equipment, of course, and the Mountain made a note to impart through a prophetic vision the concept of a laboratory. 

Unfortunately, the Mountain only realized too late that it had left a little bit of the light of knowledge lying around, and that, while that was on a very high table, and the Mountain had only turned its back for a moment, that was long enough for the raccoons. If nothing else, the Mountain supposed, the raccoons would ask questions that no one else dared to ask. There was, of course, a reason why no one dared to ask some of these questions, but the Mountain rationalized this by telling itself that at least the raccoons smart enough to not be blown to smithereens when they discovered white phosphorous would pass that knowledge along to their descendants. 

The Mountain could have hidden the white phosphorous deep beneath the earth, of course, but while it had been chasing down the raccoons, the moles had invented a preliminary mining process, and the squirrels were well on their way to a well-organized storage system. This pleased the Mountain. Though progress might bear casualties, someone would write down what went wrong, and eventually find a solution

[cpleblow]

Sunrise at 11500 ft

©cpleblow (2022)

In the upper mid left of the frame there are two other photographers that I was unaware of in this shot. They are a little blurred due to the long exposure. At quick first glance, I thought they were Ancient Bristlecone Pines...

[minecraftautism]

health + safety visited… new railings installed in white mountain...

[classicobjects]

timelapse created with minema, hourglass, cmdcam, and solas shaders

[lyrasbackupblog]

Train journey from oak gate to grand caveway s (in white mountain)

[kirstenrivera]

White Mountain Frosting This frosting from White Mountain is excellent. To suit your tastes, you can flavor it with any flavoring extract.

[lesbianjolllly]

Desserts - White Mountain Frosting Recipe

This white mountain frosting is a very good frosting. You can flavor it with any flavoring extract to suit your taste.

[jigsawjo]

2024-03-10, 1000, “The 1980’s”

[deerpuzzle]

1000 piece

date completed: 10/10/23

posting this out of order, i finished this before the church and quilt puzzle. this is a white mountain, and just as good as the butterfly one!

[oublimschristmas]

White Mountain "Christmas in the City" jigsaw puzzle

[soundisall]

Recipe for White Mountain Frosting This white mountain frosting is a very good frosting. You can flavor it with any flavoring extract to suit your taste.

[sixcitiesofficial]

White Mountain is for lovers!

The tourism board is trying a new slogan, because “White Mountain is for intellectuals in search of vigorous and thoughtful scientific discourse leading to advancements in the fields of science and the betterment of the furfolk” was just too long, and “White Mountain is for mad science!” gave the wrong impression. 

White Mountain is both the mountain itself, named for the snow that perpetually covers its peak, and the enormous city that the furfolk built within. With the aid of the twin beacons of engineering and a deft paw with the old acid phial, the furfolk used their scientific knowledge to carve out this bustling metropolis, the centre of learning at the heart of the world. 

At its base, the cheerful merchant town of Wealdstone acts as a go-between, a place for traders and caravans to rest and shelter from the cold, to sell their wares and buy all of the delightful things that White Mountain’s alchemists produce*. 

The furfolk were once common woodland creatures, elevated when the Heart Of The Mountain bestowed the light of knowledge upon them**. Now they study the sciences, healing, magic, astronomy, interesting mushrooms, delving into whatever fascinates them over the course of their long lives. 

Stay tuned next week for Palandra! The OTHER main character!  

*Due to legal reasons, White Mountain carefully regulates what its alchemists are selling in Wealdstone. What Hyacinth Grapplegrasp considers to be “helpful” and what the rest of the world considers to be “dangerous, unethical, a risk to the world, and just plain creepy”, overlap quite a bit. If Venn diagrams existed in this setting, that one would be a circle. 

**Or, in the case of the raccoons, they stole it because it looked interesting.