“These are seed varieties that survived … It’s a library of life.” – Cary Fowler Over 800 miles north of the Arctic Circle in Spitsbergen, Norway, The Svalbard Global Seed Vault sits buried 400 feet in the side of a mountain, Nationally owned seed banks exist in almost every country. They’re staffed by scientists who study and […]
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Early September, the tail end of summer on the high plains. Cicadas and crickets sing in the cool night. Overhead the full moon does a strip tease through gauzy layers of cloud. The night is, in a word, magical. On the radio the plaintive lines of a Bob Seger tune help turn the driver’s eye
you moved that dial from comfort to gone, something compelling you drawing you to firing line and desert sands or some great field with thorns and you wrote a letter to that love you left and she cried on its ink, staining an image of loss, nonetheless, she drew on you. you moved in line
And still, it moves. The great man knew. He couldn’t let go of the naked truth of its scope, its beauty, but worship science? The powers will not have it; the solution: cognitive dissonance. Galileo. Like him, I know. He knew the center: Solitary and unworshipped by nature– roughed out of bonds by obvious revolutions;
Earth Day. Twenty-four hours to celebrate the Earth and all its natural resources. Students plant and proudly bring their prized bean sprouts home–only to be left and forgotten on the window sill. One day for students to learn about gardening is not enough to create a lifetime of love and respect for nutrition or the
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Here’s a story about six young people from not so long ago who lived in a town called Freeport and dealt with physical abuse in various ways. Paul Henry was 12 years-old, a dreamy, quick-footed kid from a large family of all sisters and no father. He was walking home one evening in October from
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