Thursday, November 26, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving Day

Pie is baked.

Stuffing stuffed.

Bird in oven.

Dearest down the hill to pick up the one thing I forgot.

Isn't there always one thing?

Time for a cup of tea in front of the fire before company arrives.

Have a good one.

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Monday, November 23, 2009

Dream Big

I hate U-Tube.

Vimeo is better.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Friday, November 13, 2009

Thursday, November 12, 2009

The Devil's Backyard

This is the project I worked on all summer, with multiple hikes into the burn of the Meriwether Fire. The show's not up anywhere yet. I decided to put it online.

Funded by a grant from The Puffin Foundation.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Follow the Leader . . . Or Not

I read this great story about a research study done with chimps.

In an enclosure of a group of chimps, researchers placed a pole with a platform on top. On the platform, they placed goodies chimps favor. However, when one of the chimps would start to climb the pole to reach the goodies, the researchers would spray water on the rest of the troop.

Soon, whenever a chimp tried to climb the pole, the other chimps would drag the climber down.

When that behavior was well established, researchers began to change the balance of the troop, removing one original member while adding a new chimp. And they stopped spraying the water.

The chimps continued to prevent the new member from climbing the pole to get the food reward.

Eventually, researchers had replaced all the original chimps with a new troop, none of whom had ever been sprayed with water, yet, they continued to pull down any chimp who tried to climb the pole.

Remind you of any people you know?

We can't do
that because we always do this.

Moral of the story?

Sometimes you have to thumb your nose at the other chimps and climb the pole anyway.

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

The Cheese Stands Alone

If you do the best you can,
you will find,
nine times out of ten,
that you have done as well as
or better than anyone else.
- William Feather

Sunday, November 01, 2009

Can it REALLY be Winter?

When the kiddo moved to Europe, her Dad and Grandpa helped her move her stuff home. They set her potted rose on top of the load in the back of a pickup and during the trip, all the leaves blew off the poor little thing.

She said, it's still alive.

I shoved it into a corner of the living room, and surprise, it's about to bloom.