Yumi and I attended an event the other day on urban wildlife.
I found some of the discussion disturbing. There was a notion bandied about that perhaps we should wall off our cities from wildlife, to, er, protect the wildlife.
I think the #1 issue about modern city folks and wildlife is the lack of contact, knowledge, and experience.
How do we “help” wildlife by detaching human beings even further from nature?
Yes, of course there are conflicts at the urban-suburban/wild interface. But putting up walls, be they physical or mental, is not going to make this better.
Some brave soul noted the we, humans, are just another species of mammals. Isn’t that obvious?
We humans keep taking up more and more of the land. And when the animals try to do what they’ve been doing for millennia, all of a sudden they’re pests, or they’re dangerous.
I know folks who live much closer to the so-called wild. When they see a bear in their yards, they’re careful, and they let the bear enjoy the apple tree. They don’t call officers to shoot the bear, they don’t shoot the bear themselves.
There were over a dozen herons snoozing in the reeds at Iona Beach Regional Park near YVR today. By the time I completed a loop of the park and got back to the marsh they had livened up.
We stopped at Barnet Marine Park in north Burnaby, BC, for a beach ramble. The sun was magnificent after weeks of daily rain and snow.
The big tugs can leave a good wake!
I like that a few bits of the area’s industrial history have been left to explore. It’s hard to believe the area was a near-separate community for decades.
Got one of these on Amazon the other day. A Palo 12-slot charger. It has a recondition function, and can take both NiMH and NiCD batteries, AA and AAA. So far, so good! C$40.
I have a couple of 4-slot chargers, but it’ll be great to be able to plug in just one and do a dozen.
I have an old Mac Mini that I use to play around with some Mac apps, and to use as a Netflix machine. I noticed today that Time Machine was not finding the backup disk. This has happened several times over the last few months even though I never turn off the Mini, and never unplug the external drive Time Machine is backing up to.
Turning the drive off and on did nothing, unplugging it from the USB port and plugging it back in did nothing. I had to reboot the Mini to get Time Machine to find the drive again.
I realized it’s been ages since I logged in to this WordPress blog as admin to check for updates and to see if VaultPress was still regularly backing up the site.
No worries, VaultPress has been chugging away just fine, and has over 50 backups in the, er, vault.
I remembered that our beloved Choco passed today, a year ago.
She was a wonderful cat, very intelligent and personable. We mourned for months, and eventually adopted Sora from the SPCA, and she’s filled a void in our hearts.
But Choco was amazing, and we honor her memory, her spirit, and the love that she showered upon us for so many years.
Don’t want to sound like a fuddy-duddy, but that Superbowl halftime show?
Both Yumi and I found it, er, over the bottom, I mean, top.
There were loads of comely bottoms gyrating all over the place, not to mention all the thigh-splayed thrusting. And thrusting, and thrusting, and bent-over butt displaying. . .
And the young girls watching portrayed adoringly mesmerized by those “role models. . . ”
“I have to learn to pole dance, and thrust, and shake my booty just like them!”
Saw this on the way home from the Burnaby Still Creek recycling center the other day. And yes, the sides were decorated in greater detail along the same theme.
Hope it was being towed to restoration rather than demolition!
It was headed west, but Woodstock is a 44-hour drive east from Burnaby .
