This is a page from a two-volume set titled Everybody’s Enquire Within, a profusely illustrated wonder of the world (compiled in the mid-30s) with tons of interesting stuff. It’s not organized in any logical manner (yahoo!), just 1000s of intriguing facts one after the other. I’m gonna put up a few of the pages with pen and ink (There’s one copy of the set on Amazon for $83.)
Living roof cabin by Lloyd House on an island in British Columbia, Canada, on page 37 of Builders of the Pacific Coast.
An ingenious tool. I’ve had these sitting around for years, and as a result of doing this video, I decided to make a chair, using old redwood fence posts for the legs, with crosspieces of manzanita with tenons. You can get them at the excellent Canadian woodworkers’ tool outfit, Lee Valley, same price as Amazon.
This hit us by surprise. At 8 AM, it was as dark as pre-dawn. Reddish-dark. Thick layer of black ash on cars. Funny, no smell. Nature to humanoids: you’re fucking up the planet, people.
Driftwood sculptures at Native Plant Nursery in Mill Valley, Calif. You can enter it through Hook Fish, the v. cool local fish restaurant at the Shoreline intersection in MV (open for biz, socially distant outdoor tables). A great nursery, with a good selection of organic vegetable seedlings. The sculptures run about (gulp) $10K each.
I was pretty depressed yesterday, so went walking on the beach. I looked at the water, which I knew was cold — well, 56°, not that cold — and went through the same dialogue – thank goodness! — that always works: “I know you don’t want to, but if you put up with the initial shock, you’re gonna feel great once you’re out.”
It always works. Mojo restarted. Chi starting to hum again.
I do this with waterfalls on cold days, swimming in the cove in San Francisco (I’m a wimp next the the Southenders), pretty often when I’m at the beach. Jumped into Loch Lomond on a visit to Scotland a few years ago; boy was it cold!
I feel it also tunes me into the local medium. Now connected with mountain, ocean, Loch.
So I was sort of back in gear today, got my email answered, then and then came across these 2 songs.
Water and music. They never fail.
I gave up skateboarding after a fractured arm a year and a half ago. Mature decision.
But I still had the fever. On the Waldo Approach, I’d fantasize no cars and being able to carve across 5 lanes. Each time I saw smooth and/or fresh pavement with the right downslope, I’d get excited.
Yesterday I got out of the dentist’s and was looking at the smooth pavement, and thought, Why not? Got on my board for the first time in a year, felt a bit creaky, but started rolling and the feeling came back. It was so much fun! I decided to start skating again. Bunny slopes. Not pushing it any more. Better to skate carefully than to suffer the spills that go with the thrills of more aggressive skating.
I must be one of the least-accomplished skaters around, but I love it.
Photo by ლევან ნიორაძე / Levan Nioradze
(CNN) — Driving through the beautiful, winding country lanes of Georgia’s remote, western Imereti region is an immensely pleasurable travel experience — but not one you’d immediately associate with religious experiences. Until, that is, you pass a hidden lane signposted with a picture of a church.
This is the way to the Katskhi pillar — a natural limestone monolith that towers more than 130 feet, or 40 meters, into the air and on top of which stands what is probably the world’s most isolated, and most sacred, churches.
Situated approximately 200 kilometers (about 125 miles) west of Georgia’s capital city Tbilisi, this remarkable landmark is notoriously difficult to reach. There are no trains in this part of the region, so the only way to get there is by car or bus, but it’s worth the trek.
The final approach is done on foot, a 20-minute hike during which the monolith appears suddenly on the horizon of the vivid Georgian landscape. It’s a magical experience that only intensifies as you draw closer to the pillar itself. A steep climb up some half-finished steps is a sign that visitors are almost there.
At the base of the pillar, a monastery and a small chapel come into view on the right-hand side. To the left stands the 130-foot tall limestone column in all its mesmerizing glory.
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If you ask me for my go-to favorite musical genre, it’s gonna be blues.
But once in a while, I get hit by the power of rock & roll. Like this album. a song of which was played by Neil Dickman on his great “Bring It On Home” (Friday, 7PM) program on our world-class local radio station, KWMR.
I just ordered this appropriately named CD.
