MIDWEST ROCKFALL … Kudos for a job well done. Even a couple days early. And the nicest traffic controllers I’ve ever seen … Not that all rockfall hazard is over on Norwood Hill. Far from it. A couple bus-size boulders still loom overhead in treacherous spots, and the spot where the most loose rock falls didn’t get curtained in chain-link … But thank you, CDOT, for doing what you did.
CYPRUS AMAX MINERALS … Newmire’s finally cleaned up, recontoured instead of recklessly left as wreckage of a vanadium millsite, and nicely landscaped … Gratitude to the largest mining company in the world. Here in San Miguel County, they have done a very responsible job of cleaning up a radioactive headache left over from the days when the hills from Placerville to Uravan were classified as Atomic Energy Commission reserves.
SPEAKING OF MINING … Would that we as a nation would reclaim all the lands trashed by past mining before we would even consider embarking on another big bucks uranium boom.
FUNGUS-FOR-THOUGHT … Mycoremediation researcher and Shroomfest faculty Paul Stamets is suggesting, from recent research into selenium and mercury ion binding in certain mushroom species, that there’s a high likelihood that Turkey Tail mycelium in burlaps sacks (or in woodchip beds) could be placed below mine tailings to mitigate downstream pollution from mercury … That sounds like a project that local school science kids ought to be able to test in Telluride.
THE TALKING GOURD
- After Aaron
As young as you were, you never
made the mistake of assuming
you were alone
in this world.
You were born knowing
the air itself grants freedoms;
every event was an opportunity
to do your best, to rise
in your abilities like a great tree
stretching its limbs
into the universe of possibilities.
And now, your possibilities
are the air itself.
The challenge you tossed
to us all, to run into the canyon
at dusk, dawn, midnight,
rolling, jumping, hollering,
sensing your way with your heart
like a Jedi Knight in the blind darkness
as if this moment
was the only life you had,
and each moment belonged to itself.
In those moments,
in your confident example, you challenged us
to be open to everyone and everything;
to toss judgment away like a pair
of uncomfortable shoes
and walk through this world
a gleeful, barefoot traveler
knowing all along that you were watched over,
giving away everything in your heart and hands,
accompanied by all those you carried
on your sky-broad shoulders
and whose love
will now carry you<
in the eternity of each moment.
We will each do our absolute best
to carry the torch of clear truth and joy
in your name
into the midnight canyons of this world;
this world that needs your desire<
to be the change we want to see,
a light held aloft
by every one of us.
the only moment
- Ellen Metrick
In memory of Aaron “Moon” Cruttenden