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Thursday, February 16, 2012 - LoW-HI RV Ranch, Deming NM

White-crowned Sparrow, San Antonio NM, April 8, 2010
White-crowned Sparrow, San Antonio NM, April 8, 2010


It's now February 26th and I'm finally getting back here to try and catch up with these Journal posts. It's been an interesting few days.

For a while now I've been wanting to upgrade the hard drive in my old Late 2008 MacBook Pro to something larger and faster and today, the 16th, I ordered a Seagate Momentus XT 750 GB 7200RPM SATA 6Gb/s 32 MB Cache 2.5 Inch Solid State Hybrid Drive ST750LX003 from Amazon.

The drive came in Saturday and I set about cloning the old hard drive onto it to make it my primary internal drive. That went fine but about half way through transferring my pictures from the external drive where I kept them onto the new drive the external drive died, taking half my pictures and my primary Time Machine backups with it.


It's taken me a week to recover to the point where I have everything under control and backed up. You can't have too many backups folks - the drive that failed was less than a year old.


Night camp

Site 8 - LoW-HI RV Ranch, Deming NM

Proficiency in Knowledge of the World

There are all degrees of proficiency in knowledge of the world. It is sufficient, to our present purpose, to indicate three. One class lives to the utility of the symbol; esteeming health and wealth a final good. Another class live above this mark to the beauty of the symbol; as the poet, and artist, and the naturalist, and man of science. A third class live above the beauty of the symbol to the beauty of the thing signified; these are the wise men. The first class have common sense; the second, taste; and the third, spiritual perception. Once in a long time, a man traverses the whole scale, and sees and enjoys the symbol solidly; then also has a clear eye for its beauty, and lastly, while he pitches his tent on this sacred volcanic isle of nature, does not offer to build houses and barns thereon, reverencing the splendor of the God which he sees bursting through each chink and cranny.

Essay VII, Prudence Ralph Waldo Emerson