Category Archives: Society

Wising Up on Not Needing Daily Shampoo

A friend of mine posted on FB that she was trying a no-shampoo routine to save on plastics and chemicals. She’s going days just rinsing her hair with warm water, and if necessary, a touch of bar soap.

So I thought I’d give it a try. Still showering using my summer water-saving routine — 20 second wet down, turn off water, soap pits ‘n bits ‘n feet, and 20-30 second rinse. No shampoo just quickly massaging hair with warm water during the wet and rinse.

I’m on day five or six now, and to my surprise, I feel fine. I thought my hair and scalp would be itchy and flaky by now, but aside from my (short) hair feeling heavier and oilier, no problem.

It certainly appears that shampooing once, or perhaps twice a week, would work for me, and I’d be reducing plastics use, reducing chemicals down the drain, and saving $$.

This from a guy who has been shampooing daily (except when camping or hiking) for 50 years. . .

UPDATE (minutes later): Just timed myself and the rinse cycle takes more like 40-45 seconds : – ).

UPDATE 2: Another friend says she shampoos twice a month.

Maiden in North Vancouver

Oh my gosh, so cool! We ran across Maiden on our visit to Vancouver’s north shore today.

All woman-crewed around-the-world sailing race competitor in 1990. I had not been aware of this!

They faced so many doubters and obstacles, and prevailed. And now she continues as a beacon for educating disadvantaged girls around the world.

Inspiring.

Wonderful to see a flotilla of First Nations canoes welcoming, honoring, and visiting. I hope I’m not intruding when I say FNs in general, and FN women in particular, deserve such support and recognition.

Maiden north Vancouver

Welcoming New Kitty Into Family

We picked up Binky, a fixed 10-month-old female from the Vancouver SPCA today. We fell in love with her on a visit yesterday.

She’s a lovely grey, and we’re still debating what to call her. One option was Goma-chan, goma being Japanese for sesame, since her fur has that grey-blue sheen of ground black sesame seeds.

Another possibility is Sora-chan, or Sky.

“Chan” in both cases is a diminutive used in Japanese for children and close family, usually by seniors to juniors.

We’re leaning toward Sora-chan as it sounds softer.

Anyway, poor Binky/Goma/Sora is still freaked out after about six hours at our place. We were warned she was very shy, and while she was friendly and accepting to us in the shelter yesterday, I guess the trip and new surroundings frightened her.

Sounds like she’s had a trying life, passing through several SPCA shelters across BC before we scooped her.

We’re letting her be, not trying to pursue her or pick her up, and just letting her get used to us, and our home.

To give her time and space to acclimatize, we initially left her in the downstairs bathroom where her litter is, and even in there she kept trying to hide whenever we’d gently check on her, even disappearing into the washing machine. Yikes!

Eventually she made it upstairs on her own, and poked her head into the living room, saw us, and slunk off into the kitchen where she squeezed in between a buffet and a corner wall for an hour or two.

Now she’s hiding under my computer desk in my office, and I’m quietly talking to her as I write this post.

We know she’ll come around, but are admittedly a bit taken aback at how frightened she got.

Take your time Sora-chan. We know you’ll warm up and become a welcome addition to the family.

NOTE: I’ve been careful to take these photos as non-threateningly as possible, and closeups are with a telephoto.

sora cat home from spca
Can’t see me!


Where are you? Oh!


Look at this beauty. . .


Made it up the stairs and into the kitchen on her own steam, but slunk off behind a buffet as soon as she saw that we saw her.


Didn’t want to come out, but enjoyed chin scratches back there, with no meowing, or hissing. There was even a bit of purring.

This is a big step for us, we mourned the passing of our dear Choco nearly six months ago for a long time. But we’re elated to have a new kitty in the house, and look forward to years of burgeoning love and affection.

Canada Day at the BC Legislature in Victoria

It was a superb evening for a Canada Day party in Victoria, BC.

The crowd welcomed the First Nations blessing, and the mayor clearly acknowledged the contentious nature of the celebration. There was an impromptu demonstration, and that also went over well.

Here are a few photos:


I was keeping a hand over my lens in the crowd to protect it, and at one point it fogged up, producing a nice effect.


Getting some Beavertails to munch on during the fireworks

Canada Day Victoria BC

Rusty Treasures Found While Organizing Utility Room

A few rusty treasures unearthed while cleaning and organizing our utility room today.

rusty railway spike door stop

On the left, a massive old door stop, gleaned from the site of a former farm on Byrne Creek just a few minutes walk from our place. (All part of a municipal park for decades now. . .)

On the right, a spike from the late, lamented, electric Interurban tram line that ran near our place and all the way out to Chilliwack before it was sadly decommissioned with the rise of cars and highways.

What a loss!

I hear that the teeny Powerhouse Creek that runs a few dozen meters out our back gate and into Byrne Creek was thus named for having a steam-powered electrical generator for the Interurban back in the day. The wee creek taps an underground aquifer that runs to this day. . .