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Dirty Undies and Holy Water

I adore the Tree Hugger website. I like to read about people who know how to properly administer a hug to a tree. Sadly, huggers leap and bound in sustainably green fields beyond my fence until today.

Can you believe this? Bjorn Borg’s dirty undies for peace!

This is almost enough for me to buy expensive Swedish underpants. The website is hot too. I wonder if I could do that with my website at work….

Here’s another head turner. Spiritual Water!

From their website:
About Our Product:
Spiritual Water: Crisp, fresh purified bottled drinking water that will change your life.

Spiritual Water was born as bottled water with spirituality, positive thinking, prayers, God, and beliefs. You choose which bottle fits your needs and your feelings, read the prayer, drink the water, believe in God – and in yourself – and the sky’s the limit.

Spiritual Water feature beautifully rendered artistic labels that depict full-color images of holy person or symbols, with prayers in English and Spanish and/or inspirational words and messages. The Spiritual Water comes in 10 different versions – each with its own uniquely paired message and image. Each time you drink you benefit from the soothing, appropriate prayers, for added uplifting inspiration.

Okay, it makes me laugh. How many Jesus water bottles can you fit in a landfill? Is God not in my CAP water? Why is God filling these water bottles and not Lake Lanier? That Trinity! Always more questions than answers.

And Georgia Gov. Sonny Perdue will host a prayer service next week to ask for relief from the drought gripping the Southeast. “The only solution is rain, and the only place we get that is from a higher power,” Perdue spokesman Bert Brantley said.

That’s fine and good, but supposing God is playing bunco with the retired Greek and Roman gods who have tons of time. The game is just so darn fun and God is thinking, “They can help themselves for a while.” Wouldn’t it be a fine idea if we came up with plans that go just a itty bit beyond prayer? I say we shed this idea that God has given us “dominion” over the earth and instead found some gratitude for the beautiful blue globe he gave us, full of so many more gifts. If I were to spend a week meticulously creating a gift especially for someone, I’d get pissed to find it abused and discarded among the garbage – not to mention the fact that the garbage included images of my baby boy.

I think perhaps I could wash my “unsexy” undies in Jesus water and send it to warmongers (hmmm, to whom should I address the first pair?) and that would double my chances at a peaceable planet.

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Obsessing Green, Blue, & Red (but mostly green)

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I’ve modified this entry from my “other” blog. It’s old, but I was thinking about it recently and wanted to share.

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I haven’t read Walden yet. I don’t have to feel bad about that since I am a grown woman (I swear I’ll read it before finals). In some ways, I hope that reading Walden will heal me of my obsessions. Since that hasn’t happened yet, I’m detailing some of my adventures in moving away from consumerism, diminishing my waste, culling info from creative greenies….

One creative greenie I continue to go back to is the Little Brown Dress experiment. The new revolution in almost ready to wear from the little brown dress experimenter is to rehabilitate her crappy old wardrobe. Hey! I’ve got one of those.

Here’s a whole book about rehabbing those old t-shirts we can’t part from. I’ve been coveting this book, but can’t pay retail for anything. Plus, Urban Outfitter was a red company last I checked . Oh! I’m so going to see if I can find it at the library. Sorry Walden. SCORE! I have it on reserve.

I’d like to say that I wear and buy hand-me-downs. But that isn’t entirely true. I just bought two swimming suits, which in spite of the vanity that forced me to purchase them new, will make me look like an old lady. Even so, I like them because they are tankinis and therefore make going pee easier. I tried to pee in the ocean once, but got pee-shy. I guess I’m just a pee in privacy kind of girl, therefore tankinis are a practical purchase because they prevent UTIs. My regular clothes are gifts, hand-me-downs from my babysitter (thanks Jen), or … okay just one of those two things so my washer is of crucial importance.

When Jesse bought my new washing machine, I thought I’d finally found my soul mate. The clothes go in dirty and come out clean. The washer uses less than half the water my old one did and a fraction of the electricity. Glug. Thinking of it makes my toes tingle. I had no idea the love I could have for an inanimate object. And so you can’t imagine my exponential lust for my washing machine after we hooked it up to a gray watering system that keeps, among other things, my pomegranate bush flush.

Jesse puts up with my eccentricities, but tonight his mind boggled at the frugality of resources I managed. Though maybe he was humoring me. Here’s the story – I made baked rigatoni for dinner. I used the stockpot to boil the noodles. I rescued the noodle water and boiled eggs with it for tomorrow’s lunch. The water had already been boiling, so I didn’t waste any gas while the water heated up. Of course the egg shells were a tad slimey. Then I collected that next generation of water, and used it to water my nearly xeriscaped yard.

This behavior isn’t taken into account when figuring out one’s ecological footprint. Even so thinking about ways to lessen my impact upon the blue planet can take up the rest of my evening. It would be tragic for anyone to see me as a greenie. While I think green, I don’t behave that way. I need at least 10 acres and 2.2 planets to sustain my lifestyle.

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Shonto

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Shonto is Diné for the light that glances off a spring and reflects onto a canyon wall.

About 12 years ago I spoke with a member of the Hitch pig farming family in the Oklahoma panhandle about their use of the Ogallala aquifer and possible problems with seepage from the fecal ponds. I knew the water levels were down and I knew how Oklahomans depend on that water. As it happens, several states depend on that water. And so I became aware, even as I was assured that pig farming and ranching in general don’t affect the water reaching our faucets.

I chose this image of beauty with the aquifer circled in the center rather than a photograph of a pig poo swamp. You’re welcome.

As it happens, Americans use water at a faster rate than it can be regenerated or recharged. What happens in areas where human use has damaged the natural order of things and how long does it take for nature to recover? In my new home in the desert, most of my friends understand the challenges of potable water. When we accepted CAP water, we were assured that it was okay to drink, but warned not to fill our fish tanks with it. Entire neighborhoods here use “reclaimed” water that is transported in lavender pipes to water our landscapes, wash our cars, and so forth. But private golf courses will still use drinking water for their lush desert grass.

New Mexico governor and presidential candidate Bill Richardson recently was blasted when he suggested the Great Lakes, which hold 20% of the world’s freshwater, should truck their glorious resource to drought prone areas, such as the desert. It’s doubtful that even if the GL states were amenable that Canada would comply. We are interested in the use of other people’s resources, but not so much in sharing our own.

Kids around the world struggle with too little water. Check out this amazing gadget – the Q-Drum.

And here we are using water up in unforgivable ways – myself included. Water pours from our spouts while other people are thirsting. This thought needles me constantly.

Our toilets are responsible for 31% of our household water use. If you have an older toilet and allowing “yellow to mellow” grosses you out, fill a soda bottle with sand or rocks or water and drop it in your reservoir tank. It’s not like I’m asking you to go for this:

This is a composting toilet and it’s not entirely horrible. But it’s not a viable option for renters like me and I recognize Americans nearly universally will have a negative gut reaction to it.

I’m not into this corporate green washing crap. It’s true that I loves me some good ol’ timey material consumerism, but buying green may not always be the solution to our environmental problems. New appliances, new light bulbs, new windows, new water heaters, new everything and the old goes to the landfill. Our towns and communities can start projects like the reclaimed water some neighborhoods in Tucson have. We have individual options too such as collecting rain water or gray water for use outside. These options are as simple as putting barrels under your gutter spouts or allowing your washing machine to drain into a barrel.

You’d be amazed at the hidden water use in your daily life, just as you would the amount of oil used in your food production. You like beef? Livestock needs water. You enjoy new toys? Goodies require water in manufacturing. Take a look at your Water Footprint. I recommend the extended calender. What an eye opener!

I know I’m a hypocrite and I have to live with that. But I’m learning and over time I know some of this will sink in for me and I’ll make real changes. With the drought in Atlanta and water scarcities hitting us here at home, it may become forced upon me sooner than I can get my act together and do the right thing. Water is too cheap when we can afford to waste it.

*** UPDATED: To include Q Drum video. ***

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Uses for Poo

The following is a list of uses for cow poo:

* Skeet shooting
* Fuel for cooking
* Heating greenhouses (Apparently cow poo is hot! Someone should tell Paris.)
* Mushroom cultivation (It’s my understanding, though, that mushrooms aren’t easily cultivated. It’s a fascinating niche of produce harvesting).
* Bio-gas
* AND FLOORING!

With a grant of just $5k, researchers at Michigan State created flooring made from the solid fiber in cow manure. The fiber would replace the sawdust currently used. Sad for sawdust, but good for the poo. It doesn’t stink, it doesn’t gush between your toes, and it’s equally lovely as cork flooring. Here’s a pic.

Such a much better idea than letting it fester in shit ponds and sink into aquifers.

We nurse at the teat, we feast at the shoulder, we sashay under the skin, and we live by the anus of our bovine buddies. I just read that we need less than one serving of red meat per week, but it didn’t mention RDA for dairy, leather, or bestiality. (My dad has a horrifyingly funny story about a pal who had a cow flop in his lowered pants.) Could anything be more blessed than a bovine?

Here’s the science-y part, you geeks. (From the Associated Press) Under pressure from regulators and the public, more large livestock operations are installing expensive manure treatment systems known as anaerobic digesters. The digesters use heat to deodorize and sterilize manure, while capturing and using the methane gas it produces to generate electricity. The systems also separate phosphorus-laden liquid fertilizer from semisolid plant residue. The solids have some known uses, including animal bedding and potting soil.

Scientists at Michigan State in East Lansing and at the USDA’s Forest Products Laboratory in Madison, Wis., are conducting tests on various types of fiberboard made with the “digester solids.” As with the wood-based original, the manure-based product is made by combining fibers with a chemical resin, then subjecting the mixture to heat and pressure. So far, fiberboard made with digester solids seems to match or beat the quality of wood-based products.

Okay, but how about we get rid of the chemical resins to be way greener? Has anyone told Ed Begley, Jr. about this?

Aside: I was flapping my yaps to a gal pal about how cool it would be to live off the grid. She said, “Oh, I know a lot of people like that. They are called Africans.” LOL. Okay, out of context, that is HORRID. She works in an orphanage in Zambia and really does know people who live off the grid. She was pointing out how frivolous my thought process is and it was FUN-nay. It occurs to me that some people live in cow poo houses that never underwent a sterilization process.

Here’s something to think about, should people who live in poo houses throw stones?