Like a Tree

Be like a tree and let the dead leaves drop


I used a step stool to get some elevation 🙂

Should have used a ladder…

Anyways, what do you think?

You see, I have nothing to say tonight, so I’ll leave you with a wise quote by wise man.



Cliff Dwellings, NM

I produce nothing but words. I consume nothing but food, a little propane, a little firewood.

By being virtually useless in the calculations of the culture at large I become useful, at last, to myself.

Fire Season, Philip Connors

Those are my feelings these days. Visitors are thanking me for volunteering. I say, you can volunteer, too.


Home by the Sea

Images of sorrow, pictures of delight

Things that go to make up a life

Endless days of summer,

longer nights of gloom

Waiting for the morning life

Scenes of unimportance,

photos in a frame

Things that go to make up a life




Unbearable, almost

“The answer may be found in the well-known refusal of human beings to accept reality at its face value, whether it be the fate of an individual, of a country, or of the whole of human society. Without this built-in defense mechanism, life would be unbearable.”

Rita Levi-Montalcini

Today I came across an article by Bob Goldstein describing the life of Rita Levi-Montalcini, an Italian scientist, who kept making discoveries during WWII under very difficult circumstances. What kept her going? Today we may call it resilience, she called it a refusal to accept reality at its face value. Thoughts?


Climate Change

The slowness of climate change is a fairy tale, perhaps as pernicious as the one that says it isn’t happening at all, and comes to us bundled with several others in an anthology of comforting delusions: that global warming is an Arctic saga, unfolding remotely; that it is strictly a matter of sea level and coastlines, not an enveloping crisis sparing no place and leaving no life undeformed; that it is a crisis of the “natural” world, not the human one; that those two are distinct, and that we live today somehow outside or beyond or at the very least defended against nature, not inescapably within and literally overwhelmed by it; that wealth can be a shield against the ravages of warming; that the burning of fossil fuels is the price of continued economic growth; that growth, and the technology it produces, will allow us to engineer our way out of environmental disaster; that there is any analogue to the scale or scope of this threat, in the long span of human history, that might give us confidence in staring it down.

None of this is true.

David Wallace-Wells, The Uninhabitable Earth: Life After Warming