California is having a primary election next month.
wants to represent my district.
Screenshot excerpt (red quote marks mine):
Shown to the right: a portion of a runway at an airport in the USA.
Note the two small oblique rectangles near the upper right corner
of the pic. Can you guess what they are? They are not there
for any aeronautical purpose; they are not an aid to pilots nor do they
provide a signal to instruments.
I saw this on another blog recently—I'll give credit after giving time
for people to guess. If you aren't guessing (i.e., if you
know the answer) please hold off from posting it in a comment.
Happy nineteenth, everyone.
dog & water & power.
Two years and a day ago,
about a couple cypress trees of mine whose tops had died off. I said
Who knows, they might have quite a few years left.
I felled one of them today.
I didn't cut it off close to the ground because it's thicker there and
I only have a smallish electric chainsaw. No matter.
My experience is that
after about twenty years the trunk will have rotted enough just below
grade that you can push it over.
A Chinese proverb of unclear origin:
Roughly: The best time to plant a tree is 20 years ago.
The next best time is now.
20 years ago my friend Sasha and I dug up a Joshua tree and
planted it in my yard. I hadn't heard of that proverb and
thus didn't know I was choosing what would, 20 years hence,
be the best possible time.
The roots seemed really shallow. I planted it a little deeper
than it was where I found it.
Some months later I was at a nursery looking for some other kind
of tree, I don't recall which, and a guy working there told
me it's a mistake to replant trees deeper because what had been
exposed bark doesn't do well with dirt against it.
I asked, "Every kind of tree?"
He said, "Even the ones you've already planted."
So far the J‑tree seems to be unruffled by my faux pas.