short notes:
will brady's ruminations
will brady's ruminations
2009-01-01
happy new year!
May your year be one of promise fulfilled
Labels: holidays, nature, ocean, sunrise
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2008-06-24
flowers
"We do very well by the flower. They are pleasures to the senses,
the sustenance of their fruit and seeds, and the vast store of new metaphor.
"But as we gaze into the blossom of the flower, we find something more: the crucible of beauty,
if not art, and maybe even a glimpse into the meaning of life.
"For look into a flower and what do you see? Into the very heart of nature's double nature - that is, the contending energies of creation and dissolution, the spring toward complex form and the tidal pull away from it.
"Apollo and Dionysus were names the Greeks gave to these two faces of nature, and nowhere in nature
is their contest as plain or as poignant as it is in the beauty of a flower and it's rapid passing.
"There, the achievement of order against all odds and its blithe abandonment.
There, the perfection of art and the blind flux of nature. There, somehow, both transcendence and necessity.
"Could it be that - right there, in a flower - the meaning of life?"
Michael Pollan, from The Botany of Desire copr. 2001
the sustenance of their fruit and seeds, and the vast store of new metaphor.
"But as we gaze into the blossom of the flower, we find something more: the crucible of beauty,
if not art, and maybe even a glimpse into the meaning of life.
"For look into a flower and what do you see? Into the very heart of nature's double nature - that is, the contending energies of creation and dissolution, the spring toward complex form and the tidal pull away from it.
"Apollo and Dionysus were names the Greeks gave to these two faces of nature, and nowhere in nature
is their contest as plain or as poignant as it is in the beauty of a flower and it's rapid passing.
"There, the achievement of order against all odds and its blithe abandonment.
There, the perfection of art and the blind flux of nature. There, somehow, both transcendence and necessity.
"Could it be that - right there, in a flower - the meaning of life?"
Michael Pollan, from The Botany of Desire copr. 2001
Labels: beauty, Michael Pollan, nature, tulips
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2007-02-14
allergies
One of the drawbacks of traipsing about in the woods is poison ivy and it's irritating oil urishiol. For the resinous oils in the poison ivy plant can infext and irritate you no matter what time of year it might be, even mid-winter. Which is exactly what happened to me ...this weekend.
The absence of snow cover makes for excellent firewood harvesting times. And while I was able to harvest what will likey cut into a cord or two of firewood [ash and maple mostly], my skin also harvested a dose of poison ivy oils.
Mind you, I knew I was working with wood that had thick fibrous roots with attachments resembling hair, and which I knew to be poision ivy roots. But I figured I was protected, was wearing long sleeves and heavy gloves. I lopped off some of the vines, tossing them back in the woods. But I hadn't counted on what happned next. The next day, however, a small but growing rash was evident on the forearms around my left eye [I'd probably rubbed it while working] and, since I had to pee while working in the woods, I also got the oil on some very tender body parts. [Don't look if you are squeamish]
The next day, while out ice fishing I began to sense the peculiar itching underneath the layers of clothes. I knew what it was. I had gotten caught by the poison ivy anyway.
Regrettably, this is not the season that I could use my natural remedy Jewelweed which grows plentifully down the road from my permanat woodpiles. Now it's only a matter of time to wait until the painful after effects go away. This cas was severe enough that I even tried using watered-down bleach, which worked when I was up in the Adirondacks and nothing else was available. It burns, but it also successfully dries out the skin. But for now it's me with a bottle of Technu, generic Benadryl [it doesn't cut down on the itching far as I can tell, but it numbs me to sleep] and a whole passel of paper towels to wipe away the weep.
"The poisonous weed, being in shape but little different from our English ivie; but being touched causeth redness, itchings, and lastly blysters, the which howsoever, after a while they pass away of themselves without further harme; yet because from the time they are somewhat painefull, and in aspect dangerous, it hath gotten itselfe an ill name…"
Captain John Smith, circa 1609
Captain John Smith, circa 1609
One of the drawbacks of traipsing about in the woods is poison ivy and it's irritating oil urishiol. For the resinous oils in the poison ivy plant can infext and irritate you no matter what time of year it might be, even mid-winter. Which is exactly what happened to me ...this weekend.
The absence of snow cover makes for excellent firewood harvesting times. And while I was able to harvest what will likey cut into a cord or two of firewood [ash and maple mostly], my skin also harvested a dose of poison ivy oils. Mind you, I knew I was working with wood that had thick fibrous roots with attachments resembling hair, and which I knew to be poision ivy roots. But I figured I was protected, was wearing long sleeves and heavy gloves. I lopped off some of the vines, tossing them back in the woods. But I hadn't counted on what happned next. The next day, however, a small but growing rash was evident on the forearms around my left eye [I'd probably rubbed it while working] and, since I had to pee while working in the woods, I also got the oil on some very tender body parts. [Don't look if you are squeamish]
The next day, while out ice fishing I began to sense the peculiar itching underneath the layers of clothes. I knew what it was. I had gotten caught by the poison ivy anyway.Regrettably, this is not the season that I could use my natural remedy Jewelweed which grows plentifully down the road from my permanat woodpiles. Now it's only a matter of time to wait until the painful after effects go away. This cas was severe enough that I even tried using watered-down bleach, which worked when I was up in the Adirondacks and nothing else was available. It burns, but it also successfully dries out the skin. But for now it's me with a bottle of Technu, generic Benadryl [it doesn't cut down on the itching far as I can tell, but it numbs me to sleep] and a whole passel of paper towels to wipe away the weep.
FOR MORE INFO ON POISON IVY SEE: The Food + Drug Administration's page Outsmarting Poison Ivy and Its Cousins | Poison Ivy Information Center | The Poison Ivy Tutorial | CME online class on Toxicodendron Dermatitis, this last one proof positive that doctors train themselves to be indecipherable | A couple of remedies: Technu, Sumactin | UPDATE 02/15/07: There are those who opine that the toxic potency of urishiol shall strengthen with the upsurge of CO2 in the atmosphere. So, global warming may be bad for polar bears and penguins but great for poison ivy. See the MSNBC article and this other note from National Geographic | PICTURE CREDITS: University of Minnesota, Cooperative Extension Yard + Garden Line News; | Tarleton State University, R. E. Rosiere's Range Types of North America
Labels: allergies, climate change, FDA, global warming, nature, poison ivy
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2006-03-30
visual art
For more samples of my work see my image gallery.
Night Grazing
For more samples of my work see my image gallery.
Labels: emerging artists, nature, will brady
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