Friday, July 18, 2008

Beware of Teenaged Eagles!



This morning, I got out of the shower and walked into the bedroom to get dressed. Staring straight at me, perched on the rail of our deck, was a HUGE, very mean looking juvenile bald eagle. He was not the least bit scared of me and I think I was the one who blinked first. haha Through the open window, I asked him what he thought he was doing on my deck, thinking the sound of my voice would shoo him away, but he just kept staring me down. Then one of his buddies came and joined him on the rail, both of them giving me the eye. I looked onto the floor of the deck to see our cat Ajax hiding under one of the chairs. Ajax is a grown cat, but he looked tiny compared to those eagles! When I yelled at Ajax to get in the house, the birds started chomping their beaks as if they were eating! I ran to the front door and opened it just a little bit, calling for Ajax and Kali to come in. I was afraid if I opened it too far, one of the eagles might have tried to come inside, too! The cats sprinted inside while the eagles continued to sit right on our porch. The stray cat, Chuckie, sat in his favorite spot on the bbq pit, so I yelled at him to get out of there, which he did. Smart boy! One of the big birds moved himself down the railing till he was right in front of the door and sat there till I left for work (the other one did fly off after the cats came in). I was kinda scared to walk outside because I thought he might attack me (which they are known to sometimes do). I hollered at him and he flew off as I left the house. I have never seen an eagle sit there for so long, unafraid and almost taunting me. LOL I would have taken a photo but I was already running late so didn't take the time. But the eagle in these photos looks very similar to the ones who terrorized us today!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

I'm Dreaming of Fresh Organic Produce



When Rich and I travel, we love to shop at farmers' markets anywhere we happen to go, from the amazing Pike's Place Market in Seattle to the little local market we found in Lunenburg, Nova Scotia last summer. What an adventure and a treat to find freshly harvested fruits and veggies, homemade jams, jellies and honey, bread, pies, cheeses, and great surprises like the beautiful carved wood Lazy Susans we purchased in Nova Scotia. Living here, there's no good way to raise our own (other than the lettuce I mentioned in an earlier post!) and the grocery stores' produce is a bit lacking. Imagine my delight the other day when I received an email from a local person looking for at least 15 of us who were interested in receiving regular shipments of fresh produce from an organic farm in Washington! We immediately signed up and I was happy to hear today that we have more than enough interested folks. The costs and procedures are being discussed and we are hoping to soon be the regular recipients of a box of goodies. I'm crossing my fingers that the cost of shipping will not be prohibitive!

In the last year, I have read several books about eating locally, eating organic foods, eating foods in season, and so on. There's just not much we can grow here in our small duplex or rocky yard and we have talked about eventually living somewhere that allows us to have a good selection of local produce, and/or the capability of growing some of our own. I didn't have any IDEA that we could actually team up with a farm in Washington! How great is that??!

The farm we are hoping to use is called Full Circle Organic Farm. Check out their website at www.fullcirclefarm.com. They are part of a Community Supported Agriculture Program, or CSA. Here's some info about CSAs from the USDA's website.

"Since our existence is primarily dependent on farming, we cannot entrust this essential activity solely to the farming population--just 2% of Americans. As farming becomes more and more remote from the life of the average person, it becomes less and less able to provide us with clean, healthy, lifegiving food or a clean, healthy, lifegiving environment. A small minority of farmers, laden with debt and overburdened with responsibility, cannot possibly meet the needs of all the people. More and more people are coming to recognize this, and they are becoming ready to share agricultural responsibilities with the active farmers." (1)

Community supported agriculture (CSA) is a new idea in farming, one that has been gaining momentum since its introduction to the United States from Europe in the mid-1980s. The CSA concept originated in the 1960s in Switzerland and Japan, where consumers interested in safe food and farmers seeking stable markets for their crops joined together in economic partnerships. Today, CSA farms in the U.S., known as CSAs, currently number more than 400. Most are located near urban centers in New England, the Mid-Atlantic states, and the Great Lakes region, with growing numbers in other areas, including the West Coast.

In basic terms, CSA consists of a community of individuals who pledge support to a farm operation so that the farmland becomes, either legally or spiritually, the community's farm, with the growers and consumers providing mutual support and sharing the risks and benefits of food production. Typically, members or "share-holders" of the farm or garden pledge in advance to cover the anticipated costs of the farm operation and farmer's salary. In return, they receive shares in the farm's bounty throughout the growing season, as well as satisfaction gained from reconnecting to the land and participating directly in food production. Members also share in the risks of farming, including poor harvests due to unfavorable weather or pests. By direct sales to community members, who have provided the farmer with working capital in advance, growers receive better prices for their crops, gain some financial security, and are relieved of much of the burden of marketing.

(1) 1) Trauger M. Groh and Steven S.H. McFadden, Farms of Tomorrow. Community Supported Farms, Farm Supported Communities. Kimberton, PA: Bio-Dynamic Farming and Gardening Association, 1990. p. 6

Sunday, July 13, 2008

The Hike and the Eruption


















Saturday we headed over to the Ugadaga Bay Trail, our favorite hike. It was another sunny day and not windy at all! The Ugadaga was used by the Native Unangan people for hundreds of years and was still in use up through the 1950's by people living in more remote villages as they walked into Unalaska to trade. It's 2.2 miles each way, considered "moderately difficult," and we are told to be careful of a "steep ravine" along the way. Leaving the trailhead, we walked past a little lake and set out on the narrow, rocky path overlooking the green valley below. The trail winds mostly downhill on the way out (you know what that means for the return trip!), and we soon found ourselves surrounded by an array of curly fiddlehead ferns, the first signs of salmonberries, and many gorgeous wildflowers: chocolate lilies, purple irises, pale yellow bog orchids, cute little buttercups, the strange carnivorous sundew, and too many of my favorite ladyslippers to count! I have never seen so many ladyslippers! Making our way across a small stream, we climbed to the top of the hill where we watched the crashing waterfall on the other side. We had never seen snow still covering part of the bottom of the waterfall like we did this year. Onward to the "steep ravine," which is the most exciting part of the hike as we have to walk a tiny narrow path looking down onto rocks and dirt and water about 125 feet below. We always laugh kinda nervously about how it would NOT feel good to fall off that cliff! We happened to rustle up a ptarmigan from the bushes as we passed by and Rich managed to get a couple of photos of it before it flew off, probably relieved that these big predators did not bring it any harm. The rest of the hike was pretty easy, through more meadows of flowers and low bushes till we arrived on the rocky beach of the Pacific Island side of the island. After eating our lunch, we noticed that it had become cooler and it looked like some weather was coming our way. On our way back, it became more foggy, with a fine mist overhead. After the leisurely hike down, the return contains several steep climbs and I never remember just how much they seem to wear me out! At some point, I noticed that my lips seemed gritty and we both realized that there seemed to be a lot of dust or dirt in the air. Rich took photos of some flowers that he thought had little black dots on them and later realized the spots were specks of dirt. We still didn't really think much of it, figuring that there was just a lot of dust in the air for some reason. We finished the hike, pretty tired after doing our 4.4 miles for the first time this summer, but happy that we did it!

This morning Rich went into work for awhile and called me to say "there was a volcano eruption yesterday at noon, the same time we were starting our hike!" That explains the grit and dirt! Apparently, a volcano about 75 miles away erupted, sending volcanic ash toward our island. We were under an ash advisory through noon today. Hopefully our lungs will survive yesterday's adventure.

Check out the info on the volcano and enjoy some more scenery from our hike.

http://puff.images.alaska.edu/watch/movies/Okmok/movie10000.shtml

http://www.avo.alaska.edu/images/dbimages/display/1215909850_ak206.jpg

Imagine



Great column by Nicholas Kristof in this morning's New York Times. If you have never read Three Cups of Tea by Greg Mortensen, I highly recommend it!


Op-Ed Columnist

It Takes a School, Not Missiles

Published: July 13, 2008

Since 9/11, Westerners have tried two approaches to fight terrorism in Pakistan, President Bush’s and Greg Mortenson’s.

Fred R. Conrad/The New York Times

Nicholas D. Kristof

On the Ground

Courtesy Central Asia Institute

Greg Mortenson with Sitara “Star” schoolchildren.

Mr. Bush has focused on military force and provided more than $10 billion — an extraordinary sum in the foreign-aid world — to the highly unpopular government of President Pervez Musharraf. This approach has failed: the backlash has radicalized Pakistan’s tribal areas so that they now nurture terrorists in ways that they never did before 9/11.

Mr. Mortenson, a frumpy, genial man from Montana, takes a diametrically opposite approach, and he has spent less than one-ten-thousandth as much as the Bush administration. He builds schools in isolated parts of Pakistan and Afghanistan, working closely with Muslim clerics and even praying with them at times.

The only thing that Mr. Mortenson blows up are boulders that fall onto remote roads and block access to his schools.

Mr. Mortenson has become a legend in the region, his picture sometimes dangling like a talisman from rearview mirrors, and his work has struck a chord in America as well. His superb book about his schools, “Three Cups of Tea,” came out in 2006 and initially wasn’t reviewed by most major newspapers. Yet propelled by word of mouth, the book became a publishing sensation: it has spent the last 74 weeks on the paperback best-seller list, regularly in the No. 1 spot.

Now Mr. Mortenson is fending off several dozen film offers. “My concern is that a movie might endanger the well-being of our students,” he explains.

Mr. Mortenson found his calling in 1993 after he failed in an attempt to climb K2, a Himalayan peak, and stumbled weakly into a poor Muslim village. The peasants nursed him back to health, and he promised to repay them by building the village a school.

Scrounging the money was a nightmare — his 580 fund-raising letters to prominent people generated one check, from Tom Brokaw — and Mr. Mortenson ended up selling his beloved climbing equipment and car. But when the school was built, he kept going. Now his aid group, the Central Asia Institute, has 74 schools in operation. His focus is educating girls.

To get a school, villagers must provide the land and the labor to assure a local “buy-in,” and so far the Taliban have not bothered his schools. One anti-American mob rampaged through Baharak, Afghanistan, attacking aid groups — but stopped at the school that local people had just built with Mr. Mortenson. “This is our school,” the mob leaders decided, and they left it intact.

Mr. Mortenson has had setbacks, including being kidnapped for eight days in Pakistan’s wild Waziristan region. It would be naïve to think that a few dozen schools will turn the tide in Afghanistan or Pakistan.

Still, he notes that the Taliban recruits the poor and illiterate, and he also argues that when women are educated they are more likely to restrain their sons. Five of his teachers are former Taliban, and he says it was their mothers who persuaded them to leave the Taliban; that is one reason he is passionate about educating girls.

So I have this fantasy: Suppose that the United States focused less on blowing things up in Pakistan’s tribal areas and more on working through local aid groups to build schools, simultaneously cutting tariffs on Pakistani and Afghan manufactured exports. There would be no immediate payback, but a better-educated and more economically vibrant Pakistan would probably be more resistant to extremism.

“Schools are a much more effective bang for the buck than missiles or chasing some Taliban around the country,” says Mr. Mortenson, who is an Army veteran.

Each Tomahawk missile that the United States fires in Afghanistan costs at least $500,000. That’s enough for local aid groups to build more than 20 schools, and in the long run those schools probably do more to destroy the Taliban.

The Pentagon, which has a much better appreciation for the limits of military power than the Bush administration as a whole, placed large orders for “Three Cups of Tea” and invited Mr. Mortenson to speak.

“I am convinced that the long-term solution to terrorism in general, and Afghanistan specifically, is education,” Lt. Col. Christopher Kolenda, who works on the Afghan front lines, said in an e-mail in which he raved about Mr. Mortenson’s work. “The conflict here will not be won with bombs but with books. ... The thirst for education here is palpable.”

Military force is essential in Afghanistan to combat the Taliban. But over time, in Pakistan and Afghanistan alike, the best tonic against militant fundamentalism will be education and economic opportunity.

So a lone Montanan staying at the cheapest guest houses has done more to advance U.S. interests in the region than the entire military and foreign policy apparatus of the Bush administration.

I invite you to comment on this column on my blog, www.nytimes.com/ontheground, and join me on Facebook at www.facebook.com/kristof.

Friday, July 11, 2008

It's the Weekend!








Happy Friday, everyone! I am glad this week is finished and I will actually have the weekend off as my co-worker, Judi, relieved me of the emergency phone a few days early. Thanks, Judi! We went to the deck bbq at the hotel tonight, a Friday night summer tradition with lots of great food every week, thanks to Rich and his crew working long hours to make sure the rest of us are well satisfied. Today started out sunny but ended up rainy and cool so we did not actually sit on the deck. Nevertheless, we enjoyed the company of friends and good conversation along with our strawberry shortcake. I thought I would post a few more photos of our beautiful local wildflowers and one of downtown Unalaska.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Nothing but Nets

Every 30 seconds, a child in Africa dies of malaria. Although this is a preventable and treatable disease, it is devastating to many poor communities whose people do not have the funds or infrastructure to deal with it. I was just reading about an organization called Nothing but Nets, which provides bed nets to people in malaria ridden locations. These nets only cost $10 each and can be used by a family for about four years to sleep safely away from mosquitos carrying malaria. Ten bucks! That's nothing to most of us, but the people who really need the nets are lucky if they even make a dollar a day. I am thinking of trying to do some sort of fundraiser out here, whether with the local community center's bball program or the school's bball team in the fall. I think the kids would get into it and it would be such an easy way to help some kids who don't have the same opportunities. Anyway, check out the website www.nothingbutnets.net and think about sending $10 their way instead of buying a couple of lattes or Rock Stars this weekend. :)

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Price Check






Just a sample of what we are paying these days. :)