New Awareness

This won't last long, this jag I'm on, but as long as it's on my mind I'd like to tell you about this kid I met in Greece last summer (2007). This is Micheal from Australia. (do any of you lurkers from New Zealand recognize him? He and his younger brother and sister had been visiting cousins in England) Any way he told us about where he had been working for a farmer in Canada who was pumping tractor exhaust into his soil as he plowed. The claim is that they used no other fertilizer and it was a record harvest. The neighbors are still paying their fertilizer bills from 2 years ago.
Well it makes sense, the elements which came out of the soil to make fuel, (all those decayed dinosaurs and dung) are floating in the debris of emissions. This genius of a man has a cooler on the exhaust pipe, then he pumps it back into the dust from whence it came. I admire the idea and I admire the deed.

Carbon footprint of the Norwegian Moose

We pulled out of Steinkjer on the way to Kolvereid and stopped to photograph these creatures. I saw them in a clearing of the woods on the right side of the road. They came to edge of the field to look curiously at us, but when I raised the camera to shoot they streaked off. They know it's hunting season.
I learned today that one of the things moose and cows have in common is that they produce lots of methane gas. They are green back to nature type creatures and they are the ones guilty of destroying the environment. In one summer a moose belches out as much methane as a car would produce carbon dioxide on a 13,000 km trip. Is that 8,078 miles? The distance from Los Angeles, California to somewhere in India?
My cousin's wife is into saving the planet, her job is alternate energy sources/waste management and she's the one who first told me about these gas collecting balloons for cows. I can just picture these cows propelled across the sky...
hey diddle diddle
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon...
I could ride a cow all the way to California, hug a redwood tree and sign up for Greenpeace as soon as I arrive.
As we were driving back to our digs last night in the dark I was wondering what it would be like to hit a moose. CRASH...our nice expensive car we've been loaned...possibly a dent in in my coworker also, would we be able to keep the moose meat? The moose hide would look nice on the floor in our ascetic domicile.

I'm glad we didn't hit one, hope we don't get any closer than we got to these today.
This post is an attempt to write something which shows my awareness of the age I'm living in and that I'm in touch with the problems of our times. It's a bit boring though and I like my own world enough, but I'm just trying to be trendy or whatever.
Take nothing but pictures, leave nothing but footprints.