Is There Such A Thing As Good Sprawl?

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More trees survived.  Two White Pines planted near the road have made it through their first winter as well.  I love seeing plants grow, but there is something different with trees.  They alter the landscape and create memories.  I suppose grass does, too, but not in a way that I like much.  Yards have not made sense to me for many years and I hope this year or the next might be the time when we finally rid ourselves of the damned thing and put in something more attuned to the land and to possible benefits to us.

Forgot to mention during that during our business meeting we have tentatively decided to go ahead on the generator.  As  climate change acclerates and more and more housing gets built up out here, our exposure to significant periods of power loss grows.  We’re trying to sequester certain large cash expenditures in these last years of Kate’s employment, so they will be out of the way after she retires.  We also have a car fund that will have enough money to purchase a hybrid the year she retires.  These are, in many ways, peace of mind issues, but no less important for that.

We got the annual notice from the vet about the dog’s physicals.  Something to look forward to.

At 3PM I’ll leave for the University to attend a lecture on sprawl by Robert Bruggeman.  I bought his book at the Walker last week.  Since I live in sprawl by almost any definition, I’m interested in understanding it better.  He has a different drummer approach, taking a historical look that emphasizes sprawl as a natural occurrence related to urban development.  This makes sense to me since I know the Minneapolis story includes “sprawl” that is now the neighborhood surrounding the Minneapolis Art Institute, Kenwood, and several of the neighborhoods south of the city along Chicago, Portland, Nicollet, Lyndale and other streets.  His question is how to separate “good” sprawl from “bad” sprawl.  More on this later.

Natural Rhythms and Time

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Over to IHOP for some of that down home country fried food.  Always a treat.  Kate and I did our business meeting, deposited several thousand dollars in Wells Fargo and came back home.  Lois was here.  She commented on the amaryllis which have bloomed yet again for me.  I do nothing special to them except take them outside in the summer, then back inside in the winter.  At some point they decided its ready to bloom, so I put them in a window and water and feed them.

I have no tours tomorrow and so have a good stretch with no art tour work.  I like that. 

Went outside and looked at the trees.  Looks like at least five, two Norway Pines and two River Birch got trimmed back to the hose I used to protect them from sun scald.  Those rascally rabbits I presume.  In the other area, though, two white pines thrived during the winter, as did a Norway Pine, an oak and, I believe, a River Birch.  Feels good to see them growing.

The garlic has begun to push through the soil, a bit pale under the mulch, but I removed it and they will green up fast.  Garlic are hardy plants that like a cold winter and they had one this year.  They come to maturity in June/July.  Drying, then using our own garlic will be a treat.

Wandering around outside gets the horticulture sap rising.   I’m itchy to do stuff.

Signed up for a Natural Rhythms and Time course at the Arboretum.  It’s a symposium put on by the University’s Institute for Advanced Studies, a real find.  If you live in the Twin Cities, I recommend getting on its mailing list.

Fireman’s Robes and an Ugly Bureaucrat

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Two tours today, both Weber, but very different.  The first was a Shakopee Japanese language group who had some very sharp kids.  They were with Hotei, the Moon, the calligraphy, the tea ceremony, Genji, the Bull and the fireman’s robes.  The second group was from a city recreational center.  There were 11 kids.  They started out a bit disinterested, but I began with Shokei, the ugly man denied a job as a Chinese bureaucrat after passing the exam.  They liked that story and the fact that he rode a tiger.  They also liked the rice planting and harvesting screen, the rabbit looking at the moon, the tea bowls, the black bull and the cranes.  The fireman’s robes are a great hit with kids of all ages.  We ended by looking at Mickey Mouse on the kimono.  Good groups, engaged and interested.  Fun.

Leaving A Profession Well Engaged.

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“If you’re strong enough, there are no precedents.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald

In spite of the perhaps down note I struck in Climbing the Wall yesterday, most of the time I realize that the decision I took when I met Kate, that is, to leave the ministry and concentrate on writing, took a kind of courage and strength many folks have, but never exercise.  At 40 years of age, to leave the comfort of a profession well engaged and one in which your prospects appear (at least to others) bright, is too much for most of us. 

Without Kate I could not have pulled it off, but I did find this remarkable woman at just the right time.  She has supported me every step of the way, including times when I thought I was climbing the wrong wall again.  Between the two of us we have managed to defy acculturation with her earning the large salary and me at home.  Both of us have brought necessary and key gifts to our marriage, neither more valuable than the other, though, again, the what it means to be male messages of my childhood and those what it means to be female messages from hers could have created shocks too strong to overcome.

It took strength on my part to pull away from the church, but it also took acceptance by Kate of an unusual, even aberrant path for me.  It took, in short, the strength of two of us.  As most of you who know me well know, this path has not been without difficulty, but it has been worth it.

Kohler Generators

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“I simply cannot think that human beings will be able to discard their desire and need for something that is sublime, something that transports them, takes them out of time, takes them out of the banality of the everyday world . . . to make something is tremendously powerful in and of itself.” -Sean Scully

“Men do not care how nobly they live, but only how long they live, although it is in the reach of every man to live nobly, but within no man’s power to live long.” – Seneca

One last snowblowing adventure.  The snow has already melted off the driveway and the sidewalk.  It will remain longer on the yard and in the woods, but the days of the snowcover are near an end.  Even so, it was nice to get out one more time and see the arc of white curving up then fall toward the earth.  Good to be outside. (We’ll set aside being there with a two-cycle engine.)

Roger came out today from Allied Generators.  When we went through a spate of disaster planning last fall, we realized our home would not fare well in a power outage.  Why?  No water since we get our pump from a well.  That’s the big one.  We could be here with all the water we needed 180 feet below us and no way to get it to the surface.  Dumb.  Then, of course, there’s powering up the cell phones and the computers for necessary communication.  If Kate is to survive in a reasonably mellow state, we need the air con to work, too.  All of our appliances have electric starter switches.  And so on.  

The result of this got me to looking at generators.  Consumer reports pointed out an obvious problem with gasoline powered generators.  If there’s a problem with the electricity, filling station pumps don’t work.  So, how do you supply the generator?  Gas gets old, too, so storing much at home is problematic.  Anyhow, the Kohler line of generators run on natural gas which solves that problem.  They also supply enough power to manage the whole house.  Roger will send us an estimate this afternoon.  It might be a sledge hammer to take care of a mosquito sized problem, but we’ll see.

Piece of trivia:  Kohler got into the generator business in 1918 so customers could use their flush toilets and their bathtubs.  What da ya know?

I got on a tear this last week or so, completing several major tasks in a short period of time.  It reminded me of the way I used to work, juggling many complicated tasks over long periods of time.  Back then I was productive, really productive.  The old work method felt good to slip into for a while.  Don’t know that I’d want to sustain it anymore.