Note to self

Almost unbearable

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A Kirlian cloud.

There is no such thing as a Kirlian cloud, but in the days of alternative facts…

Seriously, out of the blue, after a long dark winter there  is more light than darkness. Almost too much. Gone are the days, when it was easy to catch a sunrise, or there was plenty of night time to watch the Northern lights. More light than darkness. Now comes the time of filling the tank. No more frantic reading, excessive cooking and baking. Winter is over. Well, there is still snow coming down, ice on the road, strong winds, but I can feel it, that sun light. It’s going to put an end to another winter.

Aren’t you glad?

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Precious Moments

There were just 6 hours and 35 minutes of daylight left today.

A break in the weather provided a glimpse into the mountains, wearing their winter coat.

Not for long. The cold wind starts creeping through my layers of clothes.

My fingers go numb.

The next storm and night are approaching, back to my warm shelter.


November has been unseasonably mild in SE-Alaska, but now winter seems to get a hold of us. Temperatures plummeting  into the single digits and high winds have replaced weeks of sun and rain and balmy temperatures. Snow has come and gone three times, frozen waterfalls have formed and melted away. That’s Nature’s way. Season’s change and it takes (me) time getting used to it.


Tomorrow there will be 6 hours and 30 minutes of daylight.

Plenty of time for precious moments.

 

 

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A divided land

Like many Americans, I have not been involved in politics. Just 120 million voters participated in this years presidential election. And they more or less split their votes evenly between 2 candidates from the 2 major parties in the country.

There are at least 100 million eligible voters in the country, who decided not to register or decided not to vote. This is a first divide. You got to wonder, why is it that almost half of the population does not participate on the political process? But that’s a whole different story.

Now we have a president-elect that claims climate change is a hoax and a vice president-elect, who believes in creationism. That again is a fair representation of our country. About 40% of Americans believe that human beings, as we know them, developed from earlier species of animals. The same amount of folks believe we were created the way we are.

The same can be said about climate change. Just 33% think that climate scientists understand “very well” whether global climate change is happening. 27% say climate scientists don’t understand this “too well” or don’t understand it at all. We are even split with regard to the news media’s coverage of climate change. About half of the country believes the media do a “good job” covering global climate change, while the other half says they do a “bad job.”

I believe the list goes on.

We are a divided country.

An event like this election is a great opportunity to learn. To educate ourselves, to make informed decisions, to participate (register and vote), to make democracy work.

There have been historic events in our not so distant past as a human society, where we have missed such opportunities – with grave consequences.

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Note to self, One Man's Paradise

Stillness…

“These woods are where silence
has come to lick its wounds.”

Samantha Hunt


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An uncharacteristic week of calm has just been upon us. The calm before the storm? At night the temperatures dropped below freezing leaving frost on the grass in the morning. The water was smooth as a mirror.

Some residents are busy arranging their departure. Who stays? Who will spend the winter? That’s one of the topics around here. It will become even more quiet when the last snowbird has left.

There are two ways to look at this. Winter comes with a sense of peace and calm. You could also say it brings solitude and isolation. I guess it is up to me to decide, which side to pick.

I plan on preparing delicious food, reading good books, and getting out as much as possible. I am contemplating turning of the TV. What’s the point? I am not following any show, yippee. Sometimes I watch a football game, but I can live without 2 hours of commercials. News? Forget about that. Nothing good. I don’t need to know about Mr. Trumps latest faux pas or another meaningless international agreement about climate control that is going in effect 10 years from now, maybe…

In short, I think I am checking out, as in disconnect, unplug.

Seeking peace and quiet in my little paradise.

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