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Relativity and Tomorrow Night’s Full Moon

Yesterday late afternoon, when an almost-full moon had risen over the ridge, Lew informed Rick and me that if you have somone hold a quarter up and view it from a distance of 8 feet, it will be the same size as the full moon. Sure enough it worked.

In the Chinese Zodiac, this is the year of the Hare. Next year, ta-da! — The Dragon. Who knows, maybe things will get kicked up a notch. Maybe things need to get kicked up a notch.

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National Enviro Group Smears Local Oyster Farm

Posted on November 28, 2011, Russian River Times by John Hulls & Todd Pickering

“The National Parks Conservation Association’s (NPCA) campaign against the presence of historic Drakes Bay Oyster Company farm (DBOC) in Point Reyes National Seashore has a readily apparent pattern of inflammatory press releases and petitions timed to influence public input. The allegations in these press releases and petitions from NPCA and its coalition show a reckless disregard for the truth, using incendiary language such as, “threats to endangered species”, “repeal of the Wilderness Act”, “causing the deaths of harbor seals”, “wiping out endangered eel grass” and a host of other words and misinformation designed to shock the public into responding to public comment periods for National Park Service actions and to their legislators. These releases are distributed to a wide range of national and local environmental groups who re-release them, creating an echo-chamber of misinformation. None of their charges are true.…”

Long article with pics at: https://russianrivertimes.wordpress.com/

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A New Day Here for Me and Shelter

I slept most of the weekend. Getting back from the Green Festival marked a turning point por moi. I was exhausted. The end of 2-year’s work on the tiny homes book. The last 4-5 months pedal-to-metal to get it done. I’ve been neglecting the physical for the mental (if you call it that). I haven’t been doing my homesteading chores and worse, have neglected what Plato termed the “gymnastic.” I haven’t balanced out Mac work with physical exertion.

The three trips I made this month all had to do with the book. Selling foreign rights in Frankfurt, overseeing printing in Hong Kong, and early display at the San Francisco Green Festival. Whew! I have the image of bulldogging a steer, staying with it until it’s grounded. A bit hard to realize it’s done. Still a big promo campaign to wage, but the stress is gone, thank the lord. Jim Morrison said something like, when you finish making a record, you’re released to work on the next one. True that.

I’ve got a lot of the local world to explore now — beaches, woods, trails, roads, lakes. I went down to the beach last week and was stunned by the beauty. It was so deep and meaningful. We are told how fucked up the world is every day, yet my heart was bursting with joy. I felt so privileged, and all it took was a mile or so walk. ( I realize that I repeat the same thing more or less frequently, but goshdarnit, the wild world just reaches out and grabs me again and again.)

Plato’s “music:” Boz Scaggs on radio doing Lend me A Dime hits just the right note this sunny/cloudy cool coastal day. A new week, a new year.

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Roadkill his sole diet

“English taxidermist Jonathan McGowan has made roadkill his sole diet for the past 30 years. At the age of 14, he tried a dead adder and while it didn’t taste very good, it made him curious to try other roadkill finds.

The taxidermist lists fox, venison and deer among his favourite meats – but he has eaten everything the countryside has to offer over the years.

With thousands of animals being found dead at the roadside every year, Mr McGowan has varied if – on the face of it – slightly unedifying pickings.

He has eaten mice, moles, hedeghogs, squirrels, rats, foxes, badgers, hares, rabbits, deer, stoats, weasels, polecats, otters, wildcats, pheasants, finches, thrushes, ducks, geese, pigeons, owls, crows, gulls, blackbirds and cormorants.

He says many animals taste much better than people would expect.”

From: https://laughingsquid.com/english-taxidermist-chooses-to-live-on-exotic-roadkill-diet-for-30-years/

Thanks to Kevin Kelly

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Mountain creek

Went off on bike yesterday in search of sunshine. It’s been the foggiest summer I can remember. When I got back down to the bottom of the hill, 2 friends came along on their bikes. As we stood there, the sun came out, and we rejoiced.

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Roadside firewood and pool in mountain canyon

Tuesday afternoon I cleared out  the back of my truck and took off with my chainsaw. Earlier that week I’d spotted a bunch of recently-cut eucalyptus by the side of the road in Mill Valley. I enjoyed the change of pace, from the computer and office stuff to a straight-forward physical chore. A relief. It reminded me of when I quit building domes in the ’70s, good riddance to all the mathematical precision and caulks and plastics, and I got a used Ford pickup truck and started scrounging for used lumber and other building materials in debris bins on the streets of San Francisco. More like it!

The wood was still there and was straight-grain euc and still wet, so easy to cut. I loaded up the truck to max, then headed home. The sun was out high up on the mountain (months of fog at beach this summer), so I parked and took off down a trail lined with manzanita bushes, the 6PM sun shining through the green leaves and red-bark branches. I got to my favorite watershed, and took off down a steep faint deer trail along the edges of the creek. Lo and behold here was a deep pool I hadn’t remembered. Cold yes, but once out, all bodily systems are on GO. A high without a letdown. Made my way downstream, hopping rocks and at one point nervously traversing creek on 30-foot-long redwood log. Got down to road, ran back to truck, then on home at sunset.

Blossom of flannel bush where I dumped firewood. Going to rent my neighbor Mark’s homemade splitter and will end up with maybe 2 cords of firewood for coming cold months.

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