old reliable pressure lanterns and stove from the great American company Coleman

http://bushcraftusa.com/forum/index.php

great site for  outdoor types

buzz

http://books.google.com/books?id=a39zSWE1AoUC&printsec=frontcover&dq=gobi&hl=en&sa=X&ei=iZ0wT-yYOc_82gW0xrHdBw&ved=0CD8QuwUwAg#v=onepage&q=gobi&f=false

Sven Hedin  enjoy

buzz

" a treehouse life with water "

2010

update.

living is so good. this is the best time to be alive. technology is sucking the life out of many people. education has dumbed down , true scientific research is a thing of the past(except for the work of dedicated amateurs).

i have moved into a treehouse life expecting water to follow its natural course.

dr. buzzenski 'd maarcelino

hanging an axe by Gary Snyder

Axe Handles
Gary Snyder

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One afternoon the last week in April
Showing Kai how to throw a hatchet
One-half turn and it sticks in a stump.
He recalls the hatchet-head
Without a handle, in the shop
And go gets it, and wants it for his own.
A broken-off axe handle behind the door
Is long enough for a hatchet,
We cut it to length and take it
With the hatchet head
And working hatchet, to the wood block.
There I begin to shape the old handle
With the hatchet, and the phrase
First learned from Ezra Pound
Rings in my ears!
"When making an axe handle
    the pattem is not far off."
And I say this to Kai
"Look: We'll shape the handle
By checking the handle
Of the axe we cut with-"
And he sees. And I hear it again:
It's in Lu Ji's Wen Fu, fourth century
A.D. "Essay on Literature"-in the
Preface: "In making the handle Of an axe
By cutting wood with an axe
The model is indeed near at hand.-
My teacher Shih-hsiang Chen
Translated that and taught it years ago
And I see: Pound was an axe,
Chen was an axe, I am an axe
And my son a handle, soon
To be shaping again, model
And tool, craft of culture,
How we go on.

Kindness Towards Strangers July 8-08

tiredness, tiredness and summer heat after the fourth of july quiet
surrounded by
canceled postage stamps
bloody bandages
Thank You cards
all the shit people throw away
with green cool-aid memories taken from a hymn of
who said goodbye while posing for snapshots after a few nights in the navy.
" What We've Got Here Is ... Failure To Communicate"
keep burning till it's right or nothing's left

like Aunt Rosemary playing
"All The Things You Are" on the upright piano
with feeling
there.... you have it!!!!!

Concrete & Weeds: Ecology Lost and Found

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Concrete & Weeds: Ecology Lost and Found
is the overbuilding of suburbia threatening the survival of the planet? are concrete flow lines
a good substitute for small creeks.
can native weed species help protect the suburban environment from water and air-borne pollution?
should municipalities be guided by BMP's (best management practices) ?

once a suburban watershed is degraded it is quite easy for developers to further destroy
any hope of salvaging whats left. " Hey, it was a crumbing little silted in nasty ditch... " more sidewalks more pavement ,more curbing more impervious concrete leaves ground water re-charge completely out of the loop..
what are you going to drink now?

oil of lemon eucalyptus

oppgansag ---blog me
even a bird lives free somewhere
are we not smarter than gulls?
maybe not you say.....
so what sort of village do we want?
we've dissed a lot of the past
do we have a right to keep anything we enjoy/

smaller roads fewer people
better goods
why do we settle so often for the mundane??

what's wrong with traveling by train? nothing, i say
simple real wooden chairs
and tables
eating out of doors
in fresh air and sunshine
walking for rest and fun
small roadside camping and hiking shelters for touring and visitors
with firewood and a roof

on the road with asa gray

looking for botanical specimens
in ditches, in gullies in ravines
old gouged-out places wet and green
over illinois prairies thru indiana backwoods
up and down highways from missouri to ohio
you got anything better to do show me
where i can find sullivants milkweed
i been lookin'everywhere
just you wait

vacation

funky st.joe brown dirt summer blue racer snake
climb monkey mountain smoke old golds
tonka toy trucks flying
poisonivy got me
time out

buy it

i need to buy something anything
christmas in june the package is on it's way
online shopping that's the ticket
set down
at the 'ol keyboard an' swap some cyber cash for alittle happiness
nothing revs up the seritonin level like hav'n the ups man
drop off a cardboard box of joy @ 10 in the morning.
polish off that last cup of coffee
let's see what we have here?

zen garden

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well no

one of my favorite goats ate my sister
she looked like a can of beans
no music or viewing of the remains
burnt toast was served
her obituary written on a grocery sack i can't find
what will become of her garden
buzzing all who pass by
her sweet wormwood path
sting bees gather round

bamboo blog

bamboo cat cane pole
send me the news
eyes of evil devil blood
between the lines cold
touching the devil in his office
with the lights off
growing over the world
wipe out the presence of god
srnd me the news

TOADS

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TOADS

TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADS TOADIST TOADIST TOADIST TOADIST TOADIST TOADIST TOADIST TOADIST TOADIST..........................................BUZZ

small town friday nite

poor workin' slobs too cold to BBQ.
drive over to the sonic for on-the-road limeade
watch the tee vee
call up relatives who are still talkin' to ya
enjoy a little peace and quiet
the quiet of a small town on friday nite

anablog

weblock

blog speak

Another way to say free speech,
could this be the REVOLUTION,speech is a revolt against old thoughts old ideas.Zen way is the way of no talk,silence listen learn