The picture of Senator Hanson Young on the second link is absolutely heartbreaking.
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Through a friend at playgroup, we found out about the local bush regen project. Mark went along last month with Inigo, this month he talked me into dropping in at the half way mark.
I’m really glad I went. I popped Inigo into the new carrier, and he slept for a while, and I wandered around plucking weeds and photographing stuff…
Peter demonstrates the “Peter Tool”, a mattock for enclosed spaces
Weeds must die!
Wish the focus was better on this shot!
Small weed, HUGE root system. Kill with extreme prejudice
Inigo had a close encounter with another cicada shell, I unearthed about half a dozen in a patch of weeds
Not sure what this weed is called, but as well as a tuberous root system, it has these little bulbs which fall off if the plant is handled too roughly. Each one can make a new plant if they break off.
Not only was the killing of weeds extremely satisfying, it was lovely to spend some time in the great outdoors, fabulous to meet some caring volunteers, and all so close to home!
Last night, I was almost cooking in the dark, but I got dinner ready just in the nick of time. And this morning, Mark fixed the lights in the kitchen
A campaign for marriage equality has started in the U.S. White Knot is asking people to wear a knotted white ribbon symbolising that everyone should have the right to tie the knot.
Wear a White Knot on Thursday
wherever you are. whatever you are doing.
The California Supreme Court will be hearing the arguments to invalidate Prop 8 which banned same-sex marriage. The result of this case will impact the fight for equal rightsthroughout the country. On Thursday, show the world how much support Marriage Equality has by wearing your White Knot and telling people why.
So this may be all about what is happening in America, but I believe that acceptance in America will help bring acceptance here. And everywhere.
When I see someone throw rubbish out of a car window, I get very cross.
If it’s a cigarette butt, I get extremely cross.
If it’s anywhere near the bush, on a hot day, I go thermonuclear. It’s really not very pretty, and I have had to be talked down from following these people home and putting prawn heads in their curtain rails.
But now I have a better solution.
Call the Environmental Protection Authority!
131 555 (pollution reporting, environment information and publication requests) for the cost of a local call within New South Wales (mobiles excluded) or (02) 9995 5555.
They sent the offender a warning, and if a second incident is reported, they will be fined. Of course, I’d prefer there was some form of physical torture involved, but a fine is a perfectly acceptable starting point.
Climate change answers in our own back yards
Inigo Nettle declared today that we must look for climate change solutions in our own back yards. “We must employ appropriate technologies,” he said, “that is technologies that are sustainable and mirror the processes of nature”. He was examining the use of solar powered lighting that can be used in backyards and in industry.
Ted looked after Inigo for a few hours yesterday – thanks Ted for the babysitting, and the laughs
For a while, I was craving fish and chips. Not just any fish, but deep fried shark. The cravings were so bad I could barely concentrate on a book, or driving the car. So for a few weeks, I had fish & chips once a week. The first time, it made me gag, but the craving went away. I’m over it now, and very glad to be – the fish made my skin smell in a really nasty way. I’m sure meat eaters wouldn’t notice it, but Mark did.
But now it’s all about cheese, and eggs. Apparently at the moment, I’m growing teeth and bones, so I need a lot of calcium. When we babysat Alex last, I ate almost an entire block of cheese that Sarah had in the fridge, and wasn’t sick the next day (usually lactose makes me snotty and vile the next day). So since then we’ve been going through about a kilo of (animal rennet free) cheese in a week.
I’ve also been eating more eggs than the girls can lay (about 3 every 2 days), so I’ve been buying Eco Eggs, on the assumption that since they are the most expensive, so hopefully I am paying for a better quality of life for the hens. Trouble is, without actually inspecting the living conditions, it’s bloody hard to know what you are buying, and what living conditions you are supporting with your grocery money.
Examination of the site tells me that each hen gets 0.1 m2 of space to sleep. Doesn’t sound like much to me, especially since these chooks are much larger than our girls.
I won’t go into the horrors of the dairy industry, it is my intention that one day I will stop eating all dairy, but in the meantime, I am living a bit of a double standard.
For a while now, I’ve been reading a blog called “Path to Freedom“, the journal of a family that lives almost 100% sustainably on a normal suburban block in the US. Today I read a post that made me cry (because let’s face it, everything makes me cry at the moment), and it might just enlighten one or two people that think that humans are superior to animals because animals “don’t feel emotions”.
Read the story of Leda and Lola here.