I’m beyond excited to report I got an article published in The Wild Hunt. Hearing Gaia’s Call This is, in fact, the long-delayed fruition of…
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Category: Ecology
I recently made a trip to Indiana, as is my wont in the summertime. While I’m up there I always try to stir up some…
Today is International Mother Earth Day. Yes, that’s the official name as designated by the United Nations. And isn’t that a more interesting, more compelling,…
Ten years ago today I started writing here at b.rox. I didn’t give much thought to the content of that first post, in terms of…
Nov. 16, 2013: I officiated a civic tree-blessing ceremony on the bayou. We had a real-live fire dancer and Big Chief David Montana led us in singing “Indian Red.” Still can’t believe this really happened. It seems remarkable that someone like me, without any relevant credential, would be invited to do something like this. Many thanks to Jared Zeller et al for pulling this together. And thanks to Michael Homan for taking these photos.
I don’t often do this, but here are some words written by someone else. I guess I should add a few words of my own. I read Ecotopia in the late 80s. Written by Ernest Callenbach, it’s an imaginative novel that speculates on what would happen if the west coast of the United States seceded from the union and established a country based on the radical idea of living sustainably. I read it in a class on utopian literature at Indiana University, taught by the amazing Edward Gubar. I loved that class. Incidentally, today I saw that Edward’s ex-wife Susan Gubar is on the front page of the Chronicle of Higher Education. She is also a writer facing her own mortality, just as Ernest Callenbach has done. Callenbach died a few weeks ago, and this letter was found on his computer. It was obviously written as a final statement. Please, please read it. Also, many thanks to TomDispatch.com for first publishing this epistle.
We’ve been in our new home for 24 months now. Around this time last year, we got our twelfth bill from Entergy at the new…
We take a break from our regularly scheduled odyssey to promote the following worthy item. This Friday, the New Orleans Film Festival is hosting the…
I’d heard there was a marsh fire out east, but we didn’t smell anything until Monday morning. By the time I left for work, I…
A couple months ago I expounded on the difficulties of glass recycling. A friend on Facebook suggested selling bottles on Etsy or eBay as craft…
This just in from Cherri Foytlin, who will be on the Social Media, Social Justice panel at Rising Tide 6 (register now): “thanks to all…
The wounded tree that stands at the end of Bayou St. John is even more wounded now. What happened here? Bark is scattered all around…
I’ve been hoarding glass bottles for a while now. Maybe a year. Not everything — just the big ones. Plenty of beer bottles have ended…
It’s been terribly dry here in Southeast Louisiana for a long time. In the midst of this drought, it’s hard to believe that the Mississippi…
Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there — including my mom, my mother-in-law, my baby-mama, and of course the Great Mother: Mama Earth.…
This was going down on our deck last night. Michael said we should play some Barry White for them — or the soundtrack from Godzilla…
It’s the anniversary of the Deepwater Horizon/Macondo/BP blowout disaster catastrophe oil spill. I don’t know how much coverage it gets outside the Gulf Coast, but…
The time has come … for destroying those who destroy the earth. Revelation 11:18 (New International Version, ©1984)
Two headlines from today’s news caught my eye. Each is bad enough on its own, but taken together they are exponentially more infuriating. BP to…
I mentioned last January that we got stuck with a big ($500) utility bill that month. There was no question in my mind that our…