Oh dear. The guilty pleasures to be had in sorting through old cardboard boxes of memorabilia here at Club Mountaingoat: Advertisements
I think it was Bill Mollison, or maybe it was Masanobu Fukuoka — anyway, one of the great permaculture sages — who advised caution, patience and observation as the first priorities when undertaking the conversion of a property to a permaculture system. The words I recall are: First, do nothing. (That’s so zen, it just has to have been Fukuoka-sensei).
Into the Woods MAY, 2004 A hot, sticky morning. We climbed through lush, humming forest towards Swim Bald… Advertisements
Then the rain stopped falling and the trees dripped and I helped to spawn a school of secret dangers. Oh, we can populate the dark with horrors, even we who think ourselves informed and sure, believing nothing we cannot measure or weigh. I knew beyond all doubt that the dark things crowding in on me either did not exist or were not dangerous to me, and still I was afraid. ~ John Steinbeck, ‘Travels with Charley’ Advertisements
Hiking a long trail can make for some unlikely friendships. I met some great people on the Appalachian Trail in 2004, and with the following scanned pictures and journal extracts, I recall one of the true characters I’ve had the privilege of meeting and walking with — colourful, passionate, larger than life, but dependable and true, like the Trail itself. Advertisements
LATE DECEMBER, 2010 ZERMATT, SWITZERLAND Bahnhofstrasse, the main drag in the mountain mecca of Zermatt, has its glittery Christmas-season charms… Advertisements
Friday was a remarkable day in my little corner of the blogiverse… Advertisements
All of the colors ran out Round mid-November-o We was a-scuttle about Do you remember-o… Robyn Hitchcock ~ “You and Oblivion” I always experience the onset of Spring (yes, I like to capitalise the seasons!) in Brisbane with mixed feelings. Advertisements