http://www.time.com/time/specials/packages/article/0,28804,1918031_1918016,00.html
Full List:
http://www.time.com/time/specials/packages/completelist/0,29569,1918031,00.html
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
My Latest Etsy Treasury and 2 (!) Treasuries I am In!!
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=107381
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=107757
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=107367
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=107757
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=107367
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Saturday, January 9, 2010
Boxerlovinglady's Latest Etsy Treasury.....
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=105007
Have a lovely weekend!
Have a lovely weekend!
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Don't squeeze the geezers in the great outdoors....
Seniors and the permanently disabled stand to lose under a Forest Service proposal currently open for public comment.
http://westernslopenofee.org/index2.php?display=yes&pageid=2
Public land fees hurt seniors and the disabled.
Writers on the Range - January 04, 2010
by Kitty Benzar
http://www.hcn.org/articles/dont-squeeze-the-geezers?utm_source=wcn1&utm_medium=email
http://westernslopenofee.org/index2.php?display=yes&pageid=2
Public land fees hurt seniors and the disabled.
Writers on the Range - January 04, 2010
by Kitty Benzar
http://www.hcn.org/articles/dont-squeeze-the-geezers?utm_source=wcn1&utm_medium=email
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Verlyn Klinkenborg's Latest "Rural Life" Column.....
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/03/opinion/03sun4.html
January 3, 2010
Editorial | The Rural LifeSnowing Forward By VERLYN KLINKENBORG
Last week felt like a last chance before winter. The snow melted, dying back until the vole trails became thin green paths through the remains of whiteness. The ice unbound itself from the rim of the horse tanks. One warm morning, a bat fluttered past my head, resting on the clapboards for a moment and then arcing around to the east side of the house. Despite the sense of relenting, the ground was still frozen solid.
And then it began to snow again — light, voluminous snow, swelling in the air and muffling every detail. Watching it, I felt a sense of intention in the weather, as if those mild days were just a way of clearing the canvas, scraping away the old paint, before laying down a fresh ground of white.
It is less a fall of snow than a fog, the flakes suspended in air, darkening and brightening the day at the same time. The birds line up on the boughs of a pignut hickory, and swoop on to the feeders by twos and threes, titmice and juncos, a crowd of chickadees and a demure pair of cardinals. Woodpeckers cling to the suet feeders, and squirrels rummage among the shells on the porch. Everyone eats in a kind of mutual disturbance, which the falling snow intensifies.
I know from the weather maps that the edge of the storm is only a few miles to the west. It will be shutting down soon in a last bank of dark gray clouds, so dark that the blue sky shining through their gaps will be the color of diluted turquoise. And then the sun will beam through the cold air and the sense of urgency will dissipate.
I’m reluctant to see the storm finish. At this time of year — winter only begun — I still feel the way I did when I was a child. I want the snow to keep falling, soft and deep into the night and the next day and the week after, until I wake up in a world completely unknown. In that world, there will be no melting back to the vole trails, no going back to spring. There will be only an unknown track into the snowbound woods.
January 3, 2010
Editorial | The Rural LifeSnowing Forward By VERLYN KLINKENBORG
Last week felt like a last chance before winter. The snow melted, dying back until the vole trails became thin green paths through the remains of whiteness. The ice unbound itself from the rim of the horse tanks. One warm morning, a bat fluttered past my head, resting on the clapboards for a moment and then arcing around to the east side of the house. Despite the sense of relenting, the ground was still frozen solid.
And then it began to snow again — light, voluminous snow, swelling in the air and muffling every detail. Watching it, I felt a sense of intention in the weather, as if those mild days were just a way of clearing the canvas, scraping away the old paint, before laying down a fresh ground of white.
It is less a fall of snow than a fog, the flakes suspended in air, darkening and brightening the day at the same time. The birds line up on the boughs of a pignut hickory, and swoop on to the feeders by twos and threes, titmice and juncos, a crowd of chickadees and a demure pair of cardinals. Woodpeckers cling to the suet feeders, and squirrels rummage among the shells on the porch. Everyone eats in a kind of mutual disturbance, which the falling snow intensifies.
I know from the weather maps that the edge of the storm is only a few miles to the west. It will be shutting down soon in a last bank of dark gray clouds, so dark that the blue sky shining through their gaps will be the color of diluted turquoise. And then the sun will beam through the cold air and the sense of urgency will dissipate.
I’m reluctant to see the storm finish. At this time of year — winter only begun — I still feel the way I did when I was a child. I want the snow to keep falling, soft and deep into the night and the next day and the week after, until I wake up in a world completely unknown. In that world, there will be no melting back to the vole trails, no going back to spring. There will be only an unknown track into the snowbound woods.
How To Train an Aging Brain..........
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/03/education/edlife/03adult-t.html?hp
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/03/education/edlife/03adult-t.html?hp
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/01/03/education/edlife/03adult-t.html?hp
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Bookmooch...........
http://blog.bookmooch.com/2009/12/22/my-holiday-wish-help-out-the-eff/
http://blogbookmooch.com/2009/12/22/my-holiday-wish-help-out-the-eff/
http://blogbookmooch.com/2009/12/22/my-holiday-wish-help-out-the-eff/
Friday, January 1, 2010
A New Year Visual Vacation: Etsy Treasury.....
Everyone needs to take a break now and then. Why not take an armchair vacation? Day dream a little of your favorite places? New Year's Day always seems to bring all kinds of new beginnings and fresh starts to mind. Today feels as if anything is possible for 2010. Maybe I'll start that rural "recovery" ranch this year!
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=103643
http://www.etsy.com/treasury_list.php?room_id=103643
What is Friendship to You?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friendship
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friendship
http://changingminds.org/explanations/trust/what_is_trust.htm
http://changingminds.org/explanations/trust/what_is_trust.htm
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Friendship
http://changingminds.org/explanations/trust/what_is_trust.htm
http://changingminds.org/explanations/trust/what_is_trust.htm
Eyes on Desert Skies...................
EYES ON DESERT SKIES
The surrounding mountains are heavenly for star-gazing. The Kitt Peak National Observatory (Tohono O’odham Reservation, 520-318-8726; http://www.noao.edu about 90 minutes southwest of the city and 6,900 feet above sea level, says it has more optical research telescopes than anywhere in the world. Aside from serving professional astronomers, it also has generous offerings for amateurs. One of these, the Nightly Observing Program ($48 a person), begins an hour before sunset and lasts four hours with an expert who will show you how to use star charts and identify constellations and will give you a peek through one of the mammoth instruments. (Dinner is a deli sandwich; remember to wear warm clothing.) Reserving a month in advance is recommended, but you may get lucky and find an opening the day of.
http://www.noao.edu
http://travel.nytimes.com/2010/01/03/travel/03hours.html
http://travel.nytimes.com/2010/-1/03/travel/03hours.html
The surrounding mountains are heavenly for star-gazing. The Kitt Peak National Observatory (Tohono O’odham Reservation, 520-318-8726; http://www.noao.edu about 90 minutes southwest of the city and 6,900 feet above sea level, says it has more optical research telescopes than anywhere in the world. Aside from serving professional astronomers, it also has generous offerings for amateurs. One of these, the Nightly Observing Program ($48 a person), begins an hour before sunset and lasts four hours with an expert who will show you how to use star charts and identify constellations and will give you a peek through one of the mammoth instruments. (Dinner is a deli sandwich; remember to wear warm clothing.) Reserving a month in advance is recommended, but you may get lucky and find an opening the day of.
http://www.noao.edu
http://travel.nytimes.com/2010/01/03/travel/03hours.html
http://travel.nytimes.com/2010/-1/03/travel/03hours.html
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