One Man's Paradise

Where the buffalo roam

Isn’t it a bit early for snow?

I am sure the buffalo would have preferred a few more weeks of Indian summer…

Or maybe not. They seem to be well equipped to withstand wind and weather, although it takes extra effort to find that dry grass. Let’s hope fall and winter play a little more tug of war, before winter wins.

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Note to self

Miracles

“There are only two ways to live your life.
One is as though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle.”

Albert Einstein


Today, more Noble Prize winners have been announced. Reminded me of Einstein, who was not only good for scientific theories that changed “our” views on matter and time. He also led a wild private life and is a great source for inspirational quotes.

I liken to think of life as a miracle. Sometimes there are rocks in the way. It takes effort to turn those rocks into insignificant pebbles.

I am reentering society, sort of, after being on the road for more than 4 months and living north of the arctic circle, where every day is a miracle. The solitude and remoteness, the weather, the landscape, and the small number of individuals that I encountered in that environment left me no choice, but marvel in the quality of every day. I could stayed up there and maybe I will return some day.

 

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Conservation

Wilderness № 2

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Brooks Range, Alaska

This is what Ansel Adams had to say in a Playboy interview (1983) to the question “What is the most critical fight now (regarding conservation and the environment)?”

To save the entire environment: wilderness protection, proper use of parks, breakdown of Federal operation of the parks in favor of private interests, acquiring new park and wilderness land, unrestrained oil drilling and mining on land and offshore, etc. First on the list now is that all the wilderness areas must be protected…

Only two and a half percent of the land in this country is protected. Not only are we being fought in trying to extend that two and a half percent to include other important or fragile areas but we are having to fight to protect that small two and a half percent.


Here is where we stand 25 years later.

The U.S. has 2.3 billion acres of land. 110 million acres have wilderness status, which is the highest form of protection. That’s 4.8 % of the total land mass.

Let’s put that into perspective. Just over 6 % of the total land mass are occupied by humans, meaning urban and rural developments. About 350 million acres are planted for crop, of which only 3 million acres are used to produce all the vegetables in the States.  Of those 350 million acres, 80 million acres are used for feeder corn and another 75 million acres of soybeans (95 percent of which are consumed by livestock). These two crops affect more of the land area of the U.S. than all the urbanization, rural residential, highways, railroads, commercial centers, malls, industrial parks and golf courses combined.

Add 788 million acres of pastures and 140 million acres are forested lands that are used for livestock grazing and you can see quickly where our priorities stand.

 

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Life

Respect

September 9, 2001 was a tragic day in human history.

More than 3000 innocent human beings were killed in a heinous attack.

Today, tomorrow, and in the future we should remember that dark day.

No society should encourage or tolerate actions that result in harming other human beings for religious, political, personal or any other reasons.

We as humans have the capacity to make conscious decisions. One prime driving force in all our actions should be to respect and show tolerance towards others.

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One Man's Paradise

Fall Colors

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Fall Colors at the Koyukuk, Brooks Range, Alaska

“I sit beside the fire and think
Of all that I have seen
Of meadow flowers and butterflies
In summers that have been

Of yellow leaves and gossamer
In autumns that there were
With morning mist and silver sun
And wind upon my hair.”

J.R.R. Tolkien


I am not sitting next to the fire thinking of what was. Not yet.

The hillsides just exploded in colors. There are moments, when the sun breaks through. It’s pure magic. In other places the wind has already blown the leaves to the ground. Every morning I wake up to a different scenery.

That’s why I am sitting next to the fire, only to warm up my creaky bones.

 

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