The photo above is an astonishing reflection of the triple arch of the Milky Way and our solar system.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE Hank Green’s gentle awe as he reflects on the photos returned from the Artemis crew. Enjoy this video.
Remembering Norma Bailey’s floating store at Hot Springs Cove in Clayoquot Sound. I visited that place in 1989, the first time I ever came to this coast.
Animals share signals across space.
Just a few beautiful things from this little planet that is doing its best despite us letting it down.
The World Bank now thinks that nations should be setting industrial policy instead of just opening up their markets to whatever predatory investment comes along. Sorry about the last 50 years, I guess.
The description on the video says “Here is an extremely rare shellac master “test pressing” of the unissued (on 78) take 2 of “Cross Road Blues” (a.k.a. “Crossroad Blues”) by delta blues singer and guitarist Robert Johnson, recorded in 1936.” The sound has to be heard to be believed.
There is something delightful in witnessing an incredibly well thought through and technical takedown of an incredibly poor set of design choices. This year’s contender for the best has to be tonsky’s savage, evisceration of Apple’s, seemingly random icon choices for menus in its new Mac operating system
Five basic morning practices for your brain
- Wake Up at the Same Time Every Day
- Outside Light Within 60 Minutes
- Exercise in the Morning
- Wait 90 mins for Coffee
- Practice Brief Daily Meditation
It’s a bit AI-y, but the linked studies are interesting.
You are making it work — your online profile is finally taking off. While others have been fumbling for the right brand, you have been quietly developing a presence. It’s not just an identity, it’s trust brought to life.
If you just read that paragraph and thought “ChatGPT wrote that” you’d be wrong but I praise your ear and eye. I wrote it based on the Chat GPT cliches that are obvious to anyone who writes Kelly Notaras goes into more detail. If you are letting your chat bot write for you, the rest of us can see what you’re doing.
This style of writing has made LinkedIn useless. I have skimmed over so much writing with these hallmarks over the years that it’s no longer worth my time to use that app to learn anything.
It’s so refreshing to read fiction or work that has been through the grind of editorial guidance.
The TSS Rovers season got off the ground last night. A 1-0 win from the women’s team that flattered the opposition and a 2-1 win from the men in a game that didn’t really get going until the 78th minute.
It was good to be back at the football behind our teams. We even hacked together a live stream over twitch, broadcast from within the supporters section, so our friends and co-owners from across the country could tune in.
Lots going on around here. Spring has sprung, we’ve prepared our beds for veggies and flowers. Bird song is changing in the morning, with creepers wheezing out their little songs and the first yellow-rumped warblers calling out to each other. (Birders sometimes refer to these birds as butter-butts!).
I have a plumbing crew tearing apart one of my bathrooms because the old plumbing in this house fails from time to time and a leak has been discovered. It’s not the first and given the original materials used on this house, it won’t be the last, but we’re talking this opportunity to do a retrofit of most of the joints and water line in the plumbing stack. It’s going to cost a small fortune, but you can’t mess around with water in the house.
It’s somehow a bit indicative of the state of the world at the moment. I’m reading Vanessa Machado d’Oliviera’s book “Hospicing Modernity” and I think I’m just resonating with inevitable decline of essential systems and how every time we convince ourselves we’ve repaired something, we know it’s just delaying the inevitable.