Don’t you know how it is…You get a new camera, the weather which has been dry for weeks turns stormy immediately…Here are some shots from my backyard this weekend.
Along the path by Mustang Bayou…
Sights along the trail…
End of the day…
Have a great week…
From the Observer | World we learn the Global Warming trend could be accelerating…
“The frozen bogs of Siberia are melting, and the thaw could have devastating consequences for the planet, scientists have discovered.
They have found that Arctic permafrost, which is starting to melt due to global warming, is releasing five times more methane gas than their calculations had predicted.”
Methane gas is becoming the unexpected final straw. Also a “greenhouse” gas, methane is coming to the fore as a harbinger of global climate change. Methane is a natural byproduct of decomposition, it is being produced all around us everyday and generally released into the air.
“…in the permafrost regions of Siberia and the Arctic the gas gets locked into the frozen soil, and over the millennia this has built up to create a vast reservoir of the gas.”
Add this to the fact that there are probably large amounts of methane held in the sediments on the floor of lakes and seas around the world. That methane is produced in the raising of rice by the decomposition of organic matter in the flooded fields.
Here is a graph of the growth in global methane between 1993 and 2002-
Something to think about on a Sunday morning…
Photo of the Day
Sunset in the backyard
Playing with the new camera last evening. When I went out and set up to wait on the sunset there were many more clouds here. Unfortunately, they dissipated fairly quickly. I’m still learning the controls and settings…Thank god I can just delete the mistakes…
The Drive to Work
I picked up the new Nikon yesterday evening, so now I’m digital.
On the way to work I was caught at a light around the corner from the office and this is what greeted me out the passenger window. I couldn’t move so I had to play…look for more as I get used to the new camera..
Take a trip down memory lane (at least if you are anywhere near my age)…
Leon Hale: Fill ‘er Up?: “Fill ‘er Up?
Service stations? No, I’ve gone back to calling them filling stations because you go in and pump the gas yourself and if you want any help you pay extra.
But I remember service stations. In the ’50s I traded at a Humble Oil station near where I lived. Drive into that place and at least two guys would come out and they’d be in grinning good humor.”
Fred at Fragments posted this link this morning. You should jump on over and check the article. I know I will be looking for the magazine at the B&N this week to read the rest.
Scientific American.com: A Climate Repair Manual:
“Translation of scientific consensus on climate change into a consensus on what should be done about it carries the debate into the type of political minefield that has often undercut attempts at international governance since the League of Nations. The U.S. holds less than 5 percent of the world’s population but produces nearly 25 percent of carbon emissions and has played the role of saboteur by failing to ratify the Kyoto Protocol and commit to reducing greenhouse gas emissions to 7 percent below 1990 levels.
Yet one of the main sticking points for the U.S.–the absence from that accord of a requirement that developing countries agree to firm emission limits–looms as even more of an obstacle as a successor agreement is contemplated to take effect when Kyoto expires in 2012. The torrid economic growth of China and India will elicit calls from industrial nations for restraints on emissions, which will again be met by even more adamant retorts that citizens of Shenzhen and Hyderabad should have the same opportunities to build their economies that those of Detroit and Frankfurt once did.”
In a earlier paragraph they telling point was:
The debate on global warming is over. Present levels of carbon dioxide–nearing 400 parts per million (ppm) in the earth’s atmosphere–are higher than they have been at any time in the past 650,000 years and could easily surpass 500 ppm by the year 2050 without radical intervention.
Too bad so much of our leadership has so much invested in the fossil fuel economy and doesn’t have the integrity to even ask the hard questions. American leadership is rapidly becoming an oximoron at the federal level. The stories in the news should give pause to those leaders in Washington though as the States begin to make the needed changes themselves and not wait for the corporate owned Federal Legislature to begin to move.
The problems the States face will be compounded by the fact that every time a State Legislature pushes for tighter controls the corporate owned Congress will protect the interests of their controllers.
Maybe it’s the “back-to-the-lander” in me that managed to hang thru the past 30 years of corporate life, but I still am convinced that we must change the way we live here in America. I guess the American Ideal I was raised with still lingers in the back of my soul. You know the one. It says we should be the shining example for the world to see. Somehow it got twisted by the greedy so that now we just appear as the abusers and users of the world.
Cross posted at Blues from the Red Side of Life
Have you ever had the experience of someone else’s words bringing forth a mind picture so vivid you could not disregard it? Even when the image the writer was invoking had nothing to do with your mind picture? Well it just happened to me reading Colleen’s opening quote over at Loose Leaf Notes . She had this passage quoted:
Two watersheds have created my life. I have mapped out the valleys and mountains of these singing waters in the folds of my grandmother’s quilt and the creases of the palm of my hand. These wrinkles in the landscape, and the waters that created them, carry me home again and again. ~ Jim Minnick
I don’t know why, but the image that flooded my mind was of my father’s hands from many, many years ago. It comes from early childhood and Sunday mornings in the Baptist Church where I was raised. I was holding his hand and tracing the veins that stood out like little ridges on the back. For some reason those ridges fascinated me all through my early years. So much so that when I look at my own hands forty years later I am still comparing them to those images from my childhood, and wondering why mine never have had those same ridges.
After writing the above, I continued to read the rest of Colleen’s post for today. She managed to convince me I really wanted to see/hear the word pictures Jim Minnick paints so the book is already ordered. Lord, isn’t the internet aterriblee/great place to hang out? Thanks, Colleen.
The Photo of the Day
Horace Andrew Boyd
Sept. 8, 1921 – July 19, 1996
This was my Dad from the late 70’s.