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How to Grow Fresh Air
“A recent NASA study has determined the top 10 plants for reducing indoor air pollution.…Dr. B. C. Wolverton rated these plants for removing chemical vapors, ease of growth, resistance to insect problems, and transpiration (the amount of water they expire into the air).…Dr.…Wolverton, researcher and author of How to Grow Fresh Air — 50 Houseplants that Purify Your Home or Office (1997, Penguin paperback, $15.95), conducted plant studies for NASA that determined that plants can clean pollutants in homes, offices, factories and retail outlets.…”
https://community.ecoseed.org/_The-Top-10-Plants-for-Removing-Indoor-Toxins/blog/1823757/29468.html
Photos of Peruvian Andes/Like Titicaca/Machu Picchu by Bob Harris
There’s a wonderful series of photos of a trip to the Peruvian Andes, incl. Machu Picchu, by Bob Harris on boingboing. com. This is a photo of one of the floating houses on Lake Titicaca:
“Lake Titicaca is at about 12,500 feet, about 2.4 miles up in the air. By comparison, Denver is at 5280 feet, altitude sickness starts affecting sensitive people at just 8000 feet, and the MacBook I’m using is only rated by Apple to function up to 10,000 feet. (Above that, the thin air can supposedly cause a dynamic imbalance in the spinning hard drive.) Lake Titicaca is, in a word, somewhat high.
As a result, it’s one of the most vividly colorful places on earth. You’re missing almost two and a half miles of air that normally stand between you and the sun god, plus you’re near the equator, so Inti is bashing you pretty straight on. So the blue is BLUE. The green is GREEN. My camera couldn’t possibly do it justice. The colors are so bright they almost vibrate…
And on this beautiful lake — several kilometers out, just, like, floating out there — live several hundred members of the Uros, a people whose culture predates the Incas.…”
https://www.boingboing.net/2010/03/05/bob-harris-trip-to-t.html
Poem by Emily Dickinson
Each that we lose takes part of us,
A crescent still abides,
Which like the moon, some turbid night,
Is summoned by the tides.
— Emily Dickinson
Sun setting Tuesday night
Stewart Brand on Alan Weisman: Humanity's Impact, Nature's Resilience
Alan Weisman recently wrote the book, The World Without Us. Last week he gave a talk as part of the Seminars About Long-term Thinking put on by The Long Now Foundation. Stewart Brand summarized the talk in a brief piece titled Humanity’s impact, nature’s resilience, closing paragraph of which was:
“Weisman’s message is one of reconciliation. Wherever humanity backs its impact off even a little, nature comes swarming back. From the new part-wolf coyotes taking up residence in New England to the rare and exquisite red-crowned cranes prospering in Korea’s Demilitarized Zone, accomodating nature always rewards humans.”
https://longnow.org/seminars/02010/feb/24/world-without-us-world-us/
Seashells From Beach Last Night
On the Road in Rain-Soaked Marin County
Wilderness Fishing, Spinning Wool, Vintage Pics & Posters
This is a blog about the outdoors, crafts, making beer, fishing, etc.
“Upon reaching the summit of Mount Winchell in 1868, Judge E.C. Winchell wrapped himself patriotically in a flag, took a swig from a wicker-woven flask, and ‘addressed formal salutations to the witnessing mountains and fired double-charges of gunpowder over the canyon and forest, arousing crashing reverberations that leaped from cliff to distant cliff, swiftly redoubling in the morning air.’”
Vernal Pond Filling Up
We’ve had 3 years of dry winters, but this year the pattern has changed. We have these big zones of low pressure blowing in from across the ocean, not being blocked by high pressure, and it’s been raining bountifully. I’m in heaven. During dry years I fret sub-consciously about the dryness of soil and plant life. But now, there’s a joyousness in the hills. The plants they are lovin this! Creeks are rushing. The air is perfumed with energy. Yesterday I ran on a cold windy afternoon along the coast to an old ranch where there are a couple of lovely ponds with tules and water lilies, where for a few months in springtime I can slip into the pure green water and glide around.




