Wednesday, May 30, 2007
RASC: Kudos
Good science comming out of Ottawa. Those fine, healthy individuals at the Ottawa Royal Astronomical Society of Canada (RASC) have put out a statement of position on...
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Long Weekend: Smithers, BC
Four hours drive.
Three cups of coffee.
Two roadside urine stops.
One beautiful mountain range.
Trillions of snowflakes blanketing the caps.
Smithers.
I could hear the voices of the past.
Or was that just a car passing.....who knows.
We took a short drive out to (New and Old) Hazleton where we encountered utterly amazing scenery and quite a neat (Old Hazelton) city. Everything was closed, as the preponderance of biblical factories (aka churches) were strewn across the landscape - effortless suggestion that the missionaries got there first and were able to inform them of the death penalty for working on the sabbath or any other random day that warrants god resting. Regardless of the ruthless death-hold that a lived-out fictional story has on the area, it cannot suppress the beauty of the billion years old geology and biology at play here.
Close encounter; moon/venus proximity peak of the year (could I be understating this and really mean decade...?)
What a sight to wake up to, as the aromatic morning coffee wafts through the air and birds chirp out their myriad songs.
Three cups of coffee.
Two roadside urine stops.
One beautiful mountain range.
Trillions of snowflakes blanketing the caps.
Smithers.
I could hear the voices of the past.Or was that just a car passing.....who knows.
And what satiates oneself more than finding the biggest of...something....anything. Well, on the way to Smithers everyone is profusely lucky enough to witness the Worlds Largest Fly Fishing Rod.
Moon Venus encounter. More below.
We took a short drive out to (New and Old) Hazleton where we encountered utterly amazing scenery and quite a neat (Old Hazelton) city. Everything was closed, as the preponderance of biblical factories (aka churches) were strewn across the landscape - effortless suggestion that the missionaries got there first and were able to inform them of the death penalty for working on the sabbath or any other random day that warrants god resting. Regardless of the ruthless death-hold that a lived-out fictional story has on the area, it cannot suppress the beauty of the billion years old geology and biology at play here.
Close encounter; moon/venus proximity peak of the year (could I be understating this and really mean decade...?)
Me, carving up some herbivorous delight while breaking eardrums with my version of birdsong.
Here we sit on the second of our two hiking trails. Behind us, again, the town of Smithers and the Babine Mountain Range. This is the exact moment (I believe, at least) that I got too much sun this day!
What a sight to wake up to, as the aromatic morning coffee wafts through the air and birds chirp out their myriad songs.
The same mountains, but now at sunset. The last glimmer of day wastes its time on the protruding peaks of the mountains, leaving only shadows and birdsong to quell our desires of sunlit faces.
We went on a couple of hiking trails, this being the first. Where we reached the cliff we could see a panoramic view of Smithers proper, the periphery of nature and of course the mountains in the background.
Crystal bought a new knife (finally). Now I am worried. I sleep less. I wake earlier.
Saturday, May 26, 2007
If only I could add the bible....
...to this list.
I think that the world - one neo-democratic village, region, province, country at a time - would be a greater and more sustainable place. But why stop at 'the' bible. Every myth has a bible of some description, most equally fraught with horrific legalities and reverent punishments for the most insignificant misdemeanor. So why stop at one archaic fiction of hate? Add them all.
I think that the world - one neo-democratic village, region, province, country at a time - would be a greater and more sustainable place. But why stop at 'the' bible. Every myth has a bible of some description, most equally fraught with horrific legalities and reverent punishments for the most insignificant misdemeanor. So why stop at one archaic fiction of hate? Add them all.
Thursday, May 24, 2007
A Few (Vitally Important) Geology Lessons:
There are some very cogent attempts to explain, through science and the investigative process, the inaccuracies and inanities of the chattering Young-Earth groupies. Their espousal's of a young earth (most regularly cited age is 6000 years, but some go as far as 10 000...) by this crowd are shielded from reality by their reverence to their myth-story. Well, as I have had equal opportunities to defend the science side through my myriad biblical confrontations, I thought I would link to a thorough explanation of the most basic tenants of the bible crowd.
The topsoil idea is the best, I think .
The topsoil idea is the best, I think .
Monday, May 21, 2007
Long Weekend Roundup
Long weekend over, almost, and my newly scorched skin now rests at home reminiscing of the mountains, trails and star filled nights in Smithers. In a laze (partially) from the sun and countless uphill footsteps of the weekend, I am simply choosing to say little and to pass along hints of my new found passion, birds, and link up with 'The List'.
When you are finished ambling through the newly posted bird sightings, check this out.
Charlie is my Darwin, alright!
A nod of my gleaming new "fake" cowboy hat to PZ for leading me to this.
When you are finished ambling through the newly posted bird sightings, check this out.
Charlie is my Darwin, alright!
A nod of my gleaming new "fake" cowboy hat to PZ for leading me to this.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
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