Thursday, January 28
day 27 of 365 days of gratitude- JD Salinger
Tuesday, January 26
day 26 of 365 days of gratitude- a guy who loves his dog

Monday, January 25
day 25 of 365 days of gratitude- Talents of Friends


day 24- the world of the thumb
Sunday, January 24
day 23-carrots

Saturday, January 23
day 22-Doggy style

You know you have good friends, when you can call them up at the spur of the moment and ask them to be your model for the evening, while you practice your photography.
Friday, January 22
Thursday, January 21
day 20- Don't Piss off the Fairies!

I really need to get out with my camera more and branch out from my home pictures ( but I do love my home) however this plaque good friends gave me, who know me VERY well, sums my thoughts up well today.
Wednesday, January 20
day 19- Chemical Thingy
Monday, January 18
Just tuning in....
day 18- Mumzie!

I have the best mom in the world, it is true.
Day 17- sigh...Sundays!
Sunday, January 17
Saturday, January 16
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 15, Brent and the History Boys

Thursday, January 14
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 14, Harlo


365 Days of Gratitude-Day 13- appreciation
Monday, January 11
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 11-Tim Hortens
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 10 "JC Superstar"

Saturday, January 9
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 9- the art of Daiv

365 Days of Gratitude-Day 8- kindness of strangers
Friday, January 8
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 7- bear essentials

Wednesday, January 6
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 6- being here.

Tuesday, January 5
365 Days of Gratitude-Day 5

Monday, January 4
Day #4- I am grateful for...Fire

Sunday, January 3
Day #3- I am grateful for...

Saturday, January 2
Day #2- I am grateful for...

365 Grateful moments captured on film- Challenge

Sunday, December 27
New year to write...
They came....and they went
Monday, December 14
Sunday, December 6
It is here....

Holidays come , they come quickly.
Sunday, November 29
David Sheldrick Organization- help our planet this holiday
ANNUAL MESSAGE AND APPEAL FROM DAME DAPHNE SHELDRICK
DECEMBER 2009
Dear Friends,
With another year drawing to a close, we again must thank all the supporters in the U.S. and Canada for enabling us in Kenya to
continue to make a significant difference during 2009, which has been the most challenging year we have ever had to face. However,
before all else, importantly, we must first wish all our supporters in North America a Very Joyous Christmas and a Happy, Peaceful and
more prosperous 2010.
I remember saying that most would be happy to see the end of 2008, but 2008 pales in comparison to the challenges that have confronted us in 2009. Not only has the entire country been gripped by the most prolonged and severe drought in living memory, but there has also been a marked escalation in poaching, fuelled by the rising demand for ivory in the Far East, particularly in Thailand and China. China is the largest consumer of both legal and illegal ivory where the price now stands at over US $1,250 per kilo. Moreover, locally the price paid to a poacher for an illegal tusk has risen from K. Shs. 300/- to K. Shs. 5,000/- per kilo, encouraging poaching for profit, particularly incountries where there is corruption and mass unemployment. Chinese construction workers are now in Kenya in numbers, working on roads in the country and during the
year several Chinese nationals have been apprehended at Jomo Kenyatta International Airport trying to smuggle out illegal ivory. The population of China is becoming wealthier, and almost everyone aspires to an ivory hanko or name seal (name stamps carrying the personal seal of the owner are used in lieu of signatures for documents). The poaching of the rhino has also risen sharply in this country during 2009.
2010 will be a watershed year for elephants because parties to The Convention on International Trade in Endangered Species (“CITES”) meet again in March, faced with proposals from Tanzania to downgrade its elephant population from the fully protected “Endangered” category to merely “Threatened.” This initiative was undertaken despite a marked increase in poaching in Tanzania, particularly in the famous Selous Game Reserve where 50 elephants are reported to be dying each month, some at the hands of the
people who are paid to protect them. Large illegal ivory hauls, proved through DNA testing to have originated in Tanzania, have been regularly intercepted during 2009, so the decision taken by CITES next year will spell either life or death for Africa’s East African elephants. It is predicted that, should a full ivory ban not be reinstated, elephants throughout Central and East Africa could face extinction within the next 15 years.
Aside from poaching for ivory and rhino horn and bushmeat, all animals, both domestic and wild, have suffered terribly from the severe drought that gripped the country during 2009, exacerbated by hordes of starving domestic livestock being illegally driven into the National Parks. These herds have depleted the grass
reserves upon which wild ani
mals rely during the long dry seasons. As a result, drought has taken a heavier toll than ever on all wild species this year. During the 32 years that the Trust has been rescuing and saving orphaned infant elephants, 14 is the most we have ever had in our Nairobi Nursery at one time. We have had to accommodate as many as 30, the lucky few rescued. Many others, particularly those who are still milk dependent, (bearing in mind that elephants cannot survive without milk under three years of age), have been lost, their mothers lacking the lactating capacity to sustain them during the long distance trek in search of both water and fodder. Whilst 24 infant elephants are
still with us in the Nursery, this is after having hurriedly moved nine of the older Nursery elephants to the Voi Rehabilitation facility in
Southern Tsavo and after 28 others have died soon after rescue, having come in already too far gone to save.
Every rescue entails the cost of an aircraft to collect an orphan from distant corners of the country, more often than not already in a
state of collapse, which entails the insertion of life supporting intravenous drips during the flight to keep them alive until arrival. There-
after, extensive care is vital to try and save emaciated, grief-stricken and psychologically devastated infants who are, by nature, fragile at
the best of times but who must adjust to artificial formula milk and the loss of their natural family. Milk and drugs have to be purchased
and additional sleeping space made available to accommodate the influx of newcomers. Existing stables and stockades have had to be partitioned, the orphans doubled up, and new stables hurriedly constructed. More Keepers have had to be recruited and trained, all of
which entails a considerable expense that we did not anticipate. Many people question the logic of saving the orphans in the face of so much bad news surrounding elephants, but every elephant is precious. It has now been scientifically proven through a study of the
elephant brain that elephants are indeed “human” in terms of emotion, sophisticated intelligence, a superior memory to that of humankind, and many other attributes we lack.They are an integral part of the wild ecosystem, upon whom almost all other species rely for survival; simply put, a world without them doesn’t bear contemplating. The orphaned elephants have helped promote understanding of these magnificent animals which includes educating the local people to their value in terms of tourism.
Throughout 2009, urgent water issues have confronted us. As rivers ran dry, water levels fell in existing boreholes and windmills struggled to bring up the ground water upon which all life, both human and wildlife, rely. It is the Trust that has had to meet this emergency in Tsavo. The one existing borehole at Ithumba (which serves 30 orphans in the process of rehabilitation and all their wild friends) faltered. Steps have been taken to drill another and we had to purchase two water tanker trucks to haul water in from afar to avert a crisis both at Ithumba and on Trust land abutting the river Athi. There we have fed and watered the resident pod of hippos to keep them alive until the river flows again and rain regenerates the land. Each and every day this year brought a new set of challenges and it is with deep pride that I can report positive results.
Hundreds of wild lives have been saved and this has surely been worth both the effort and expense.
In these difficult times, each of us can only do what one can. The good news is that thanks to the help of caring people, the Trust has now been able to save a sizeable herd of elephants – a herd that now numbers over 120 with ex Nursery elephants beginning to produce their first wild-born young, and sharing their joy with the Keepers who steered them into adulthood, and returned them back to nature when grown.
Now that 2009 is about to end, we are left wondering what will be in store forus in 2010. On the one hand, heavy El Nino rains are predicted and we pray that they actually materialize to heal the land. On the other hand, Global Warming predicts a hotter, drier African continent. Good news is that our new Top Cub aircraft is now operational, empowering us to be more vigilant of poachers from the skies above Tsavo. The Trust has been given a mandate to protect a very important area of forest abutting the Chyulu Hills National Park, which is home to many indigenous species, and within which is a crucial and very important spring – the only source of ground water for all wildlife within the Chyulu National Park. The construction of another Ithumba style Self Help camp is under way, thanks to a generous legacy left by a kind deceased donor. This will generate proceeds that will help protect the forest. Hence, apart from the difficulties of 2009, there is good news as well.
We end this letter with an appeal that all our Friends will not lose heart, but will consider providing their generous support, focusing
this year on the Orphans’ Project. Due to the dramatic and continual influx of infant elephants in our care (currently 30 in the
nursery), and not forgetting that they will be our responsibility until at least the age of l0, U.S. Friends’ goal is to raise $150,000.00 to
help us on the Orphans’ Project. Contingency assistance to wild animals in need will also have to continue, for they will become the
innocent victims of global warming who will need help until nature can adjust to a changing climate. We pray that the generosity of all
our donors will not wane and that we will be able to count upon it during the coming year. And we also pray that CITES will, on this
occasion, consider the elephants rather than just trade, and make the right decision to protect them, irrespective of the greed of those
who selfishly regard them as a mere commodity.
We are deeply grateful for your support and we hope you will consider us in your year-end giving.
Gratefully,The David Sheldrick Foundation
Monday, November 9
Cueing up, or...will this line ever end?

Getting there and lining up to do so, is a big part of traveling and it doesn't have to suck.
For most it is an inconvenience, a bother.
This doesn't have to hold true for you.
The one thing that you have going for you is that EVERYONE around you has to line up as well.
It is a global phenonmenon..the line...the cue, the hurry up and wait.
Sigh...it can be the most frustrating experience..or...it can be fun...really.
I think about it as guilt free time. You can't possibly be doing anything else but being in the moment, for as long as that moment takes.
When waiting around, feeling like an idiot in your socks, holding your shoes in your hand, belt in the other and waiting for security..lol..try and strike up a conversation with people close to you.
Start up questions could be " is this the line to ....(fill in your location)?"
"Where are you headed?"
"What has been your favourite place so far" ..... and see where they recommend.
You can find out about cool places to visit and great stops not in those guide books.
It helps to pass the time and can even include meal companions when you find a kindred spirit.

I was at a train station in Cologne enroute to Prague, cued up on an outdoor platform.
All night trains delayed by hours.
Cold, hungry and not even sure I was on the correct platform I asked a young man if this was the platform to Prague.
He spoke many languages, was heading home from a job interview and interested in Canada.
A couple listening to us, started to chat and became very animated waving at us.
They were an older couple from Kosovo and this young man spoke both our languages a little and translated.
They insisted we join them in their evening meal (it was 10:00pm and nothing was open, we all were hungry).
We sat on a bench eating delicious homemade soup/stew and bread with cheese.
I offered up some bottled water and some chocolate wafers ( mmm Europeans make the best wafer cookies) and Jan had some coffee in his thermos. It was a grand picnic.
When our trains came, we said goodbye as friends.
They gave me their address in Kosovo in the hopes I could visit them in the future.
That was one of the best meals I had in my entire two months abroad, on a slate grey landing, on a cold October night wet with the fog, with people I will probably never see again.
Those moments of "cueing up" can be really special moments that make your journey so much more colourful than ever imagined.
*I have also learned, and this is important, keep reading....there is a time for talking and a time when shutting up and looking otherwise occupied is a good plan.
When you sit down on that long haul flight/bus/train however..might I suggest those earphones?
If it is a short trip...no worries, chat away and if you are not kindred spirits, enjoy the moment and say goodbye.
If you strike up a conversation with the person next to you on that 9 hour plane ride however, and they end up drinking so much that they:
Meeting people really is the easy part-how much you want to talk is up to you.
So you see....readjust your thoughts about the great line up.
Thursday, November 5
new travel blog by Moi!
Check out " Travelin' Shoes" here...( click on underlined title)
This blog will remain a place for my thoughts, big and small and I hope " Travelin Shoes " opens a dialogue for stories and tips for other solo journey seekers.
Comments very welcome.
Tuesday, November 3
Winter.....it comes

As winter hits, my writing muse seems to have reclaimed me and I will be back, working on my blog a day notes.
November, gah, I can't believe it.
It is November. Crazy how the time flies.
Winter is truly upon us.
Fires are burning in the hearth, furries curl their tails around their noses and I am excited once more, at the prospect of the first snowfall.
Meanwhile...it is exactly a year since I made my way home from my two months abroad.
I find little details I had forgotten brimming to the surface often, sweet little visceral experiences that take me to another time and place and are so welcome as the time rolls on.
One recent memory was been a day where not a lot happened outwardly.
I was living in Limpenhoe, in Reading Room Cottage and spent the day making curry pumpkin soup for guests who were coming over. Really, how cool is that and how many of us get to travel and settle into a home where you can cook for your friend and guests?
It was such a lovely thing, that, just living in a different time and place and sharing that with Stephy.
She was working like a maniac so I took a little time out of the trains, planes and donkeys and settled in, looking after her dog, catching up on my laundry, and creating meals as a thank you for all her hospitality.
What I hadn't realized at the time however, was how warm and lovely it would be to simply keep house and hearth in a 17th century cottage and look forward to Stephy coming home to warmth and yummy smells and satiated furries.
New and dear friends shared this particular evening with us- big chunky bread, a cold October day, fire in hearth, ( well let's face it, the fire was for me, I was just back from a month in Greece and Spain..bbrrrrr) , and warm thick fragrant soup. Oh and wine..mustn't forget the wine :)

it was a perfect day...a walk with Angus through the farmer fields, an oven cooking all day shooting out steamed yumminess, and company that felt like old friends.
Saturday, October 31
Tuesday, October 13
Fall
The theatre company has really been in a blur. We have a production readying for performance " The Shadows Project"
A wonderful blend of storytelling, history, mixed media and the youth of Tumbleweeds, we are all really excited.

I have also found pieces of my scattered extended family after 20 years. I am so excited to be in touch with my half sister and her little baby girl and mom. There was a death in the family and a gift and this all led to us connecting finally. What a cool and tremendous thing to find a kindred spirit in family you didn't really even know about.
I can not believe how the weather has changed on a dime aorund here. It was sunny and dry and lovely fr so long, it seemed Winter would never creep in and then....thunk...the cold arm of night now leads longer through the day and it is wintery and blustery and cold.
Bring on the snow I say!
Thanksgiving saw me at myMom's and making a pumpkin pie from a little sugar pumpkin I grew in our veggie patch. it was sooooooo good :) I am sorry you all couldn't taste it.


It is really great to see how many of you drop in and check out this blog. Perhaps you would consider leaving a comment or two? it is nice to have a conversation with you as wll as writing down my thoughts.
Friday, September 25
Hello again...
Monday, September 7
Sarah Kramer-Happy 10th Anniversary "How it all Vegan"
Those moments between the two of you that include beamy grins, tears and hugs.
There are other times when you want to yell their accomplishments from the rooftops.
This is one of the latter.
My friend, Sarah Kramer, is celebrating the 10th anniverary of her first cookbook "How it All Vegan"
To celebrate this she has come out with a revised edition and a 2010 calender with her fabulous photography, face, and deliciously quirky style.
click on this title for link "How it All Vegan"
This woman is a superstar, but don't take my word for it. Check her out on Canada am-Tuesday September 8th, 8:45am.
Tuesday, September 1
Tuesday, August 25
Summer...
Wednesday, August 19
It has been a while, tag you are it.
Well, it has been a particularly busy summer.
Much happening in the world of theatre and friends and family to keep me preoccupied and off the computer.
What I would like to ask you all now is..
"How did you spend your summer vacation?"
A few lines in the comment area of what your fave moments were would be lovely.
Me??? why funny you should ask.
Summer was spent in theatre camp craziness with Comedia Dell'Arte and The Shadows Project, in pre production for two other shows, and many lazy days poolside, beachside and deckside with Mojitos. Gardening has not been without it sfruits of labour either...mmmmmm zuchini, squash mmmm.
It has also seen a reunifying of friendships, family and furry time and the exciting plans of good friends who are about to get hitched.
It is going by in a dizzying blur however, time to take stock and make every last moment count.
Your turn...
Thursday, August 6
John Hughes....RIP

I feel like I am writing a lot of farewells lately.
Some incredible hearts and talent have left us of late and today...a man who reached into our teenage angst and mirrored it back to us so brilliantly, is added tothe list of "gone but not forgotten".
John Hughes.
Such a tremndous storyteller.
When I settle in to watch "National Lampoon's Christmas Vacation" for the trillionth time, I will raise a glass to you John Hughes.
A litttle montage of some of my favourite movies of all time "Do I Stutter" by John Hughes.
Montage, click on this
Rest in Lasting Peace harry Patch "Merkin"

Harry Patch attending the launch of the 2007 poppy appeal, in Weston-super-Mare, Somerset. Photograph: Adrian Sherratt/Rex Features
"I am the only one that got through
The others died where ever they fell
It was an ambush
They came up from all sides
Give your leaders each a gun and then let them fight it out themselves
I’ve seen devils coming up from the ground
I’ve seen hell upon this earth
The next will be chemical but they will never learn"
S/ Harry Patch
Lyrics from Radiohead's new song that came from the last remaining Britsh Soldier from WW1
The song is haunting...the man......worth a moment of your time to remember.
"Patch died on 25 July, the last survivor of the bloody Passchendaele assault. For 80 years he refused to talk about his war experiences, but eventually agreed to take part in a BBC documentary in 1998. Patch's realisation that he was one of the last links to the first world war persuaded him to go on record about it." s/Dan martin, The Guardian.UK
click on title for the song...
Harry Patch ( In Memory Of)
Sunday, August 2
From The Onion.....
personal consumption vs political resistance.....
Published on Wednesday, July 8, 2009 by Orion Magazine
Forget Shorter Showers: Why Personal Change Does Not Equal Political Change
by Derrick Jensen
Would any sane person think dumpster diving would have stopped Hitler, or that composting would have ended slavery or brought about the eight-hour workday, or that chopping wood and carrying water would have gotten people out of Tsarist prisons, or that dancing naked around a fire would have helped put in place the Voting Rights Act of 1957 or the Civil Rights Act of 1964? Then why now, with all the world at stake, do so many people retreat into these entirely personal “solutions”?
Part of the problem is that we’ve been victims of a campaign of systematic misdirection. Consumer culture and the capitalist mindset have taught us to substitute acts of personal consumption (or enlightenment) for organized political resistance. An Inconvenient Truth helped raise consciousness about global warming. But did you notice that all of the solutions presented had to do with personal consumption—changing light bulbs, inflating tires, driving half as much—and had nothing to do with shifting power away from corporations, or stopping the growth economy that is destroying the planet? Even if every person in the United States did everything the movie suggested, U.S. carbon emissions would fall by only 22 percent. Scientific consensus is that emissions must be reduced by at least 75 percent worldwide.
Or let’s talk water. We so often hear that the world is running out of water. People are dying from lack of water. Rivers are dewatered from lack of water. Because of this we need to take shorter showers. See the disconnect? Because I take showers, I’m responsible for drawing down aquifers? Well, no. More than 90 percent of the water used by humans is used by agriculture and industry. The remaining 10 percent is split between municipalities and actual living breathing individual humans. Collectively, municipal golf courses use as much water as municipal human beings. People (both human people and fish people) aren’t dying because the world is running out of water. They’re dying because the water is being stolen.
Or let’s talk energy. Kirkpatrick Sale summarized it well: “For the past 15 years the story has been the same every year: individual consumption—residential, by private car, and so on—is never more than about a quarter of all consumption; the vast majority is commercial, industrial, corporate, by agribusiness and government [he forgot military]. So, even if we all took up cycling and wood stoves it would have a negligible impact on energy use, global warming and atmospheric pollution.”
Or let’s talk waste. In 2005, per-capita municipal waste production (basically everything that’s put out at the curb) in the U.S. was about 1,660 pounds. Let’s say you’re a die-hard simple-living activist, and you reduce this to zero. You recycle everything. You bring cloth bags shopping. You fix your toaster. Your toes poke out of old tennis shoes. You’re not done yet, though. Since municipal waste includes not just residential waste, but also waste from government offices and businesses, you march to those offices, waste reduction pamphlets in hand, and convince them to cut down on their waste enough to eliminate your share of it. Uh, I’ve got some bad news. Municipal waste accounts for only 3 percent of total waste production in the United States.
I want to be clear. I’m not saying we shouldn’t live simply. I live reasonably simply myself, but I don’t pretend that not buying much (or not driving much, or not having kids) is a powerful political act, or that it’s deeply revolutionary. It’s not. Personal change doesn’t equal social change.
So how, then, and especially with all the world at stake, have we come to accept these utterly insufficient responses? I think part of it is that we’re in a double bind. A double bind is where you’re given multiple options, but no matter what option you choose, you lose, and withdrawal is not an option. At this point, it should be pretty easy to recognize that every action involving the industrial economy is destructive (and we shouldn’t pretend that solar photovoltaics, for example, exempt us from this: they still require mining and transportation infrastructures at every point in the production processes; the same can be said for every other so-called green technology). So if we choose option one—if we avidly participate in the industrial economy—we may in the short term think we win because we may accumulate wealth, the marker of “success” in this culture. But we lose, because in doing so we give up our empathy, our animal humanity. And we really lose because industrial civilization is killing the planet, which means everyone loses. If we choose the “alternative” option of living more simply, thus causing less harm, but still not stopping the industrial economy from killing the planet, we may in the short term think we win because we get to feel pure, and we didn’t even have to give up all of our empathy (just enough to justify not stopping the horrors), but once again we really lose because industrial civilization is still killing the planet, which means everyone still loses. The third option, acting decisively to stop the industrial economy, is very scary for a number of reasons, including but not restricted to the fact that we’d lose some of the luxuries (like electricity) to which we’ve grown accustomed, and the fact that those in power might try to kill us if we seriously impede their ability to exploit the world—none of which alters the fact that it’s a better option than a dead planet. Any option is a better option than a dead planet.
Besides being ineffective at causing the sorts of changes necessary to stop this culture from killing the planet, there are at least four other problems with perceiving simple living as a political act (as opposed to living simply because that’s what you want to do). The first is that it’s predicated on the flawed notion that humans inevitably harm their landbase. Simple living as a political act consists solely of harm reduction, ignoring the fact that humans can help the Earth as well as harm it. We can rehabilitate streams, we can get rid of noxious invasives, we can remove dams, we can disrupt a political system tilted toward the rich as well as an extractive economic system, we can destroy the industrial economy that is destroying the real, physical world.
The second problem—and this is another big one—is that it incorrectly assigns blame to the individual (and most especially to individuals who are particularly powerless) instead of to those who actually wield power in this system and to the system itself. Kirkpatrick Sale again: “The whole individualist what-you-can-do-to-save-the-earth guilt trip is a myth. We, as individuals, are not creating the crises, and we can’t solve them.”
The third problem is that it accepts capitalism’s redefinition of us from citizens to consumers. By accepting this redefinition, we reduce our potential forms of resistance to consuming and not consuming. Citizens have a much wider range of available resistance tactics, including voting, not voting, running for office, pamphleting, boycotting, organizing, lobbying, protesting, and, when a government becomes destructive of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness, we have the right to alter or abolish it.
The fourth problem is that the endpoint of the logic behind simple living as a political act is suicide. If every act within an industrial economy is destructive, and if we want to stop this destruction, and if we are unwilling (or unable) to question (much less destroy) the intellectual, moral, economic, and physical infrastructures that cause every act within an industrial economy to be destructive, then we can easily come to believe that we will cause the least destruction possible if we are dead.
The good news is that there are other options. We can follow the examples of brave activists who lived through the difficult times I mentioned—Nazi Germany, Tsarist Russia, antebellum United States—who did far more than manifest a form of moral purity; they actively opposed the injustices that surrounded them. We can follow the example of those who remembered that the role of an activist is not to navigate systems of oppressive power with as much integrity as possible, but rather to confront and take down those systems.
© 2009 Orion
Derrick Jensen is an activist and the author of many books, most recently What We Leave Behind and Songs of the Dead.






