tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61864095833075647332024-03-19T04:15:57.380-07:00Enjoying the Momenthopes, dreams, adventures, and today.molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.comBlogger97125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-69445500140251599352015-11-15T12:02:00.004-08:002015-11-15T12:15:01.120-08:00rose colored glasses<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBWsJXlh9QWDqppCVmD9uVVEUzoIOgeHkOYZ9y-AOzWHPxn5D5Xi2NUVAuatImaG6oyyCppilVeUQIuk3MgcGPPGZnk1LVHRgdrFJxJ-NfC48fNqb2BknxwhsTxvvgFPSV_rf5hX2GK82/s1600/1115151319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrBWsJXlh9QWDqppCVmD9uVVEUzoIOgeHkOYZ9y-AOzWHPxn5D5Xi2NUVAuatImaG6oyyCppilVeUQIuk3MgcGPPGZnk1LVHRgdrFJxJ-NfC48fNqb2BknxwhsTxvvgFPSV_rf5hX2GK82/s320/1115151319.jpg" width="180" /></a>I just pulled out tomato plants from my garden. It's mid November. It was sunny and I worked with only the sun warming my back. I've waited to pull them out-- keep thinking, well, they could ripen still. It's oddly warm and I'd be so sad to pull a plant if there was still life in it. I decided I'd pull all of them today, and let things ripped off the vine, make fried green tomatoes, and let this amazing fall day sink in while I kiss my summer garden goodnight.<br />
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but then, there were tomatoes that were almost ripe. really trying to be red (or yellow, or orange, or purple...). And there were flowers. The plants were still flowering. I did pull most of them, but I left three plants. What's the harm in that?<br />
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It served as a reminder, that even in times of resting, dying, changing... there is still growth and hope. This is almost certainly my last tomato pull from the Midden garden. The last time I'll call it mine, I'll bring in tomatoes to share, to cook with in <i>our</i> kitchen. To share with my housemates.<br />
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I've had the intention of shouting about how great this place is, how much i've loved it and it's loved me. About how it provided me stability and warmth during years where I didn't know I needed that if I was ever going to grow. A place that has taught me about others, about living in a city, about ways care does and does not happen, about myself. Recently, i've had an itch to get out and get out fast. Some things, some relationships, have changed and I've felt hurt. Pushed. Gross. Uncomfortable. That's still true, I still feel those things. But I also feel reflective of the good, of the magical, of the loving. Today, I'm wearing rose colored glasses.<br />
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In this home, I've shared my life with others, and they've shared theirs. I've shared money, food, kitchen space, responsibility, roofs, and bills. I've let go of control (and I've been a stickler to keep control). I've met fascinating people traveling through. I've seen extreme closeness and care (and extreme lack of care). I've learned to grow food for others and how to do it reasonably well. I've hosted birthday parties for friends, been part of craft, movie, and game nights. I've made huge pots of food and scrubbed toilets to get ready for potlucks. I've had friends over for quite dinners and super porch coffee in the sun. I've been moved to tears by musical friends sharing their talent, and I've been forced into a ball of anxiety by it, too. I've learned how to fix things and how to maintain them. I've gone away, and I've come home. I've felt hot tears of despair and uncontrollable gitty excitement. I've had time to grow and learn, to do yoga in the sun, to let shit burn, to accept the patience and love of those around me, to give more then i knew i could give. I've retreated with folks to gather our strength, and I've retreated from them to gain my own. I've been part of political projects, been challenged to dig deeper into my moral compass, and learned lessons from those around me. I've given a peaceful bed to friends from afar and warmly accepted gifts of gratitude. I've gotten creative as I work to create a comfortable and functional home-- making things cute, making sure folks know where to find the rosemary in the garden, what the heck to do with lovage, and how to flush the toilet. I made a quilt and sewed more curtains than I can count (though, actually, probably could. It's not that many...). I've been inspired by the ways folks live their lives and in shock and awe of it, too.<br />
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In so so many ways, I think I'm ready. But, there will be things I miss, things I regret doing or not doing anymore. I'll miss having long conversations about how folks are over coffee every sunday, I'll miss being able to cook food for others when I can't imagine eating (but want to make food), hearing of the challenges and successes, having more folks to share the burdens of homeownership with, knowing my health is being supported in a financial way by folks around me, seeing the creative process of 'art,' workshops, political projects, and life unroll before my eyes, having an easy ability to leave for long stretches- knowing I'd come home to a secure place (though, perhaps a bit dirtier then i left it).<br />
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I can't imagine not caring about this place, this house, this community.<br />
I can imagine caring about if as a cheerleader, off to the side, impacted less directly then the players on the field, but more so than those in the stands. I'm cheering for this place, but I'm also not willing to play the game anymore.<br />
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goodnight,<a href="https://themidden.wordpress.com/"> midden</a>.molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-3055965044767951392015-05-22T09:47:00.001-07:002015-05-26T15:53:47.929-07:00me, me, me, me, meEnjoying the moment.<br />
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When I started this blog, I titled it that because I realized I want that. I want to be able to enjoy the current moment. To let go of what lead up to it and to release the worry about what might come next. More then a reality for me, it's been a goal. A goal that's been really hard to achieve.<br />
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I've had what felt like weeks where sleeping for more than 3 hours at a time just wasn't possible and days where twelve hours of being in bed felt too short. I've drank ridiculous amounts of coffee and started eating out with friends more often. I've been lucky enough to have an amazing friend teach me to quilt (look at it! are you looking!? I made that!), and have come to refer to my sewing machine as my favorite therapist (sorry to all my 'real' therapists, but ya'll got nothing on that beauty). I have goals about how often i want to do yoga, go for walks off the sidewalk, and see friends. I keep a series of jars by my bed to help me take a moment for gratitude and help seal up thoughts that are keeping me up all night. I have a fucking app on my phone to encourage meditation.<br />
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I've delved head first into therapyland, and for the first time am taking on 'self-care' as something real and worth doing. As part of that process, I've also started up a new wave of meaningful work in my life. Or maybe, feeling a need to do that work made me realize I needed to do some of that 'me' work. For the first time in my life, I've picked up work where I have a (direct) dog in the fight. That's by no means to diminish the work i've done and ways i've contributed to other realms of social justice, or to say the fight for environmental justice isn't connected to me. It is, but now, the work I'm doing is much more personal. More direct. Much, much harder (for me).<br />
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I've started teaching self-defense with a righteous organization, I<a href="http://www.impactsafety.org/">MPACT safety</a>. I'm still learning, but have already learned a lot. Working with teenage girls is where it's at for me, it's what I want to do most. All people deserve to be able to protect themselves, but it's that age group that lights a fire in my belly and makes my heart break into tiny little slivers. Working with folks with developmental disabilities has also been a striking reminder of why i stopped working at a day center for adults with development disabilities- the ways that folks who need support, love, and care the most are also the most susceptible to abuse. The ways the world we live in is not ok, where manipulation, power, and control allow for sexual assault to be commonplace. Where one and three girls and one and seven boys are abused before they are 18.<br />
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I can't say what will happen next. If i'll keep doing this work, if i'll find something new, if i'll ever make another quilt, if meditation will ever make sense to me. It pains my heart deeply, actually, to not know what tomorrow will feel like. But, some days, I'm able to sit with where i am. Let today sink in, and on rare occasion, even enjoy it.molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-1905518088090031742014-07-27T10:13:00.002-07:002014-07-27T10:13:46.657-07:00No.Sometime last month, or maybe even 2 months ago, I was walking out of a therapy session (more on that-- maybe. but maybe not) and for some reason happened to look at my tire on my front driver side. It was wicked bald and on the inside the wires were starting to pop out. Same thing on my other front tire. With a drive up to Detroit the next day, I wasn't sure they'd last another 24 hours. Literally. My therapy mind quickly jumped to problem solving-- and before too long I was driving up Cleveland Ave looking for a used tire place.<br />
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molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-79821545140334911942014-02-11T07:53:00.000-08:002014-02-11T07:53:29.111-08:00Mesoamerica Resiste and the Transpacific PartnershipOver a span of 9 years, folks gathered stories, understood connections, created metaphors, drew images, and then... ta-da! We've got a poster. (simple, easy, just like that! right? uhh. sure...)<br />
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Recently, I've been working with a bunch of really smart bees to figure out how to story tell and share the newest graphic: Mesoamerica Resiste (including having the narrative done, if ya haven't had a chance to read it yet it's on the left sidebar of our <a href="http://beehivecollective.org/beehive_poster/mesoamerica-resiste/">site</a>). Today, a group of folks have gotten together to build shared analysis and do some planning, which since I'm at home, I admittedly feel jealous of. But also totally stoked and excited that we're doing that. And I'm ready to spend some time doing story sharing over here in Ohio.<br />
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As a story teller, this is some of the most exciting and interesting stuff I getta do-- find ways to make sure the stories we share are impactful, meaningful, and ideally- inspire action or movement from folks we're connecting with. Though I don't think we can claim much credit with the timing of MR! being released, it does align in a moment when the Transpacific Partnership (TPP), a trade agreement similar to others like NAFTA, is at a pivotal moment in our country. A moment in which it's possible to stop it.<br />
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The issues addressed with the MR! graphic and the TPP have similarities that are both powerful and devastating. We can look to previous trade agreements and other neoliberal policies to see how history repeats itself. This time, if the TPP passes, it will be bigger and badder than ever before-- as it encompasses 40% of the global economy, making it the largest trade agreement--- ever. <br />
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On my most recent tour, Kyle and I built upon what we'd (the royal we, not just kyle and i) already developed to incorporate more information and build our stories and analysis to share what we know about the TPP. After being back here in Ohio, I got to do a workshop with some students from across the country who are doing organizing work against the TPP with <a href="https://www.facebook.com/UnitedStudentsFairTrade">United Students for Fair Trade</a>. We delved into a lot of the images on the front of the graphic to explore connection to the TPP, as well as jumped into the center hear stories of resistance.<br />
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Through doing this, I not only got to hear some perspective of those I was with, but also had a chance to hear more direct feedback--- and gained a sense of what stuck out to folks and seemed to engage folks the most. These two stories really came to top and look at two different perspectives on why agreements like the TPP are not for or by the people.<br />
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On the left side of the poster, there's a double helix highlighting the story of farmer bee. There are many steps that farmer bee takes- from communal farming to displacement that leads to working in a sweatshop in a Free Trade Zone or being forced to emigrate to another country.<br />
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In the first few scene, we see farmer bee working and living in a hive- a communal land holding. When the Mexican constitution was enacted after the revolution, it protected communal land and prevented it from being parceled out.<br />
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However, when she takes her produce to market-- she realized she simply can't compete with global corn prices. The truck from the United States is dumping highly subsidized and industrialized corn into the market scales.<br />
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Farmer bee simply can't make a living given global trade. And at the end of the season, she's breaking open her little piggy bank. Despite scrapping it together the best she can, she doesn't have enough to pay back her private loans, and is forced to sell her land-- and emigrate out of the place she's from.<br />
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Under the TPP, more communities will loose their autonomy to decide what will best govern their people. NAFTA undermined the hard fought agreement for communal land, and if free trade expands, so will the consequences.<br />
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Settled into the front and center of the graphic- there sits a table. It's a celebration-- of 500 years of colonialism-- as industry representatives try to take the biggest piece of the cake as they can. (The cake is shaped like Mesoamerica). While these folks have been pulling the strings of free trade for a long time, under the TPP it's gotten even more extreme. The agreement has over 600 official corporate 'trade advisors,' meanwhile folks in political positions (congress, for example) and folks like you and i- are barred from seeing it. We can't see it, and they get to draft it.<br />
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Wait? Who's this agreement for again?<br />
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Fortunately, <a href="https://wikileaks.org/tpp/pressrelease.html">Wikileaks</a> has struck again and has been releasing the <i>very long and complicated</i> documents. Even more fortunate, other folks are reading it and <a href="http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2013/nov/13/trans-pacific-paternership-intellectual-property">summarizing</a> it for us. So far, we know that despite preventing SOPA from passing last year, it's included within the TPP. One of the most harsh previsions I've seen so far- also falls under the umbrella of 'intellectual property.'<br />
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One of the industries sitting around the table above is the pharmaceutical industry (frog mask, dna vessel). Under the TPP, generic medicines will be under threat, as corporations will have more freedom to attach governmental patent regulations that allow for generic medicine to exist. Tons of people rely on the life saving access to cheap (ish) generic medicine. Even <a href="http://infojustice.org/archives/31196">AARP </a>(which, ya know, is always standing in line with the radical left on issues- right?) has come out to say the TPP is bad news.<br />
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{a photo of kyle- sharing the stories from MR!- in Baltimore at<a href="https://www.facebook.com/twentysixforty"> 2640</a>}</div>
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Ok- that's some rough news. It's terrifying. It's heartbreaking. It's awful--- but it's real and it's happening AND it can be stopped. I'm really glad to be able to use this fancy drawing to talk about things like this- and real glad to be able to take action.<br />
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The first step in this fight, is to prevent the Fast Track legislation from moving forward-- and preventing Obama (who <i>loves</i> free trade and the TPP) from being able to unilaterally pass trade agreements.<br />
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<a href="http://www.exposethetpp.org/TakeAction3.html">Expose the TPP</a> has a whole slew of ideas on how to put in wrench in this whole charade. Everything from hosting a teach in, calling your rep, bird dogging, and pulling together a rally.<br />
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<br />molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-29797462561574807232013-09-22T13:45:00.000-07:002013-09-22T13:48:40.767-07:00you, me, and the CLTFirst things first: I happen to know some seriously amazing people. Some of whom have been getting a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Community_land_trust">Community Land Trust </a>off the ground in the bottoms: a neighborhood in Columbus which is being set up for major gentrification. The baseline idea here is that by creating a land trust, folks who currently live there and want to live there, can keep living there rather then be forced out by higher rents, over policing (with potential 'programs' like<a href="http://www.cpoms.org/transformations_safety.html"> Eliminate the Elements</a>, which we have here in Weiland Park, for example), and cultural white washing.<br />
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I recently had the opportunity to help facilitate a short weekend retreat to help this group move towards decision making and planning. I'm really excited I had an opportunity to contribute to the work they are doing and to use my skill set to create social change.<br />
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As with many consensus oriented groups, moving beyond discussion and into decisions and action can be daunting. My biggest role was sitting back and waiting for when discussion had moved us to where we needed to be, and where making proposals was the next step. It's easier to see this dynamic from the outside (rather then by a member of an organization), and I think I helped add clarity to what needs to happen next.<br />
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On a meta level, many folks in the group were feeling anxiety about the CLT as a project that would fight gentrification. It seemed people were having a hard time sorting out if and how this will<i> </i>prevent displacement for folks in that neighborhood and what ways it could contribute to it.<br />
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Sitting in a circle in a nice open grassy field, we started mapping out the fears and excitement folks had around the project, and ways it would reach the goals of the group. Relying on their mission statement and stated goals as a background for understanding, we built a fairly loose<a href="https://www.google.com/search?q=mind+mapping&rlz=1C5CHFA_enUS503US505&um=1&ie=UTF-8&hl=en&tbm=isch&source=og&sa=N&tab=wi&ei=Dhg2UuX6CO-84AOfjIGQAw&biw=1020&bih=651&sei=Xxg2UrTwELKt4APHnoA4#facrc=_&imgdii=_&imgrc=FGY42oav7CFHMM%3A%3BK4vn6d4GOX0qGM%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fmeenaarivananthan.files.wordpress.com%252F2011%252F02%252Fmind-map.jpg%3Bhttp%253A%252F%252Fmeenaarivananthan.wordpress.com%252F2011%252F02%252F02%252Fshake-things-up-with-group-mind-mapping%252F%3B1152%3B767"> mind map</a> (a go to in my book) that plotted out where folks were at. This provided structure for folks to say the things they have had on their mind and allowed for new ideas to pop up as things were said.<br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">{Community Land Trust Mission}</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><i>To meet the basic need and combat displacement in the Bottoms through resident-controlled, permanently affordable housing</i>.</span><br />
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This did not get the group to a place to make a decision, but it did help lay the foundation for folks to realize they were on the same page and that the group does know what its doing and why its doing it. The many hours of meeting, sharing, and thinking that came next (which, was delightfully broken up by meals, campfires, and some hiking) were stronger and more cohesive then they would have been if we started with 'logistical' agenda items from the get go.<br />
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After the retreat was over, many folks asked how I thought it went. My answer was more or less the same every time,<i> How did you think it went?</i> If it went well for folks in the CLT, then it went well for me. If folks make proposals based on our discussion and follow up on the lists and ideas we developed, then it went even better.<br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">{ps: mattie particularly encouraged me to write about this as a way to reflect. I'm glad he suggested it, and glad i followed through. You can see his <a href="http://mattiereitman.wordpress.com/">blog</a> about life, facilitation, and more here}</span></div>
molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-33505635918502717722013-08-19T18:30:00.000-07:002013-08-19T18:30:38.503-07:00wanna crush?My life has changes a whole lot since i started this blog. Looking back at my first <a href="http://moreadventuroustoday.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-of-contintment.html">post</a>, I'm reminded of why I started it. I started it to share my life with the people who I don't get to see every day. I started it to remind myself that today, this day, this moment, is worth enjoying. I started it to up the ante on being adventurous, and redefine that to include the day to day.<br />
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In the past couple years, my life has expanded and stretched far beyond what I could have imagined sitting in my kitchen, on the cold winter day that I started this blog. It has been more adventurous- and my life has kept me on my toes, if nothing else. But today, it's a little calmer. I'm not racing around the country as fast as I can or living in the mountains working with some of the most badass folks I know, or... wait.<br />
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Enter: life in columbus!<br />
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I can't possibly capture what my life looks like- not really. and if i did, it would probably seem boring and more like a to-do list than a celebration (if i'm not careful, it can <i>feel</i> like a to-do list...). But, I am finding my life filled with awe inspiring people, change making work, bread baking (and money makin'), collective house livin', and more.<br />
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One project I'm feeling mega excited about these days- is the Columbus Capital Crushers! We're a group of radical cheerleaders. That's right. We're cheerleaders. We're taking the anti-gloabalization movement of the early 2000's as a catalyst- and borrowing words, moves, and general inspiration from folks like the <a href="http://bostonsassattack.org/">Boston Sass Attack</a>, Syracuse System Shakers, and the Rowdy Racoons. We're basically here to raise a ruckus.<br />
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We wanna add spunk and pep to radical events and rallies we like, and we wanna up the ante on ones we think are alright. We wanna push back against things we don't like, and we wanna have lots of fun and be creative. All at the same time. We've been writing cheers, making moves, and altering existing routines to suite ourselves.<br />
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{I feel confident we have the best meetings- ever. Seriously, we played on a slip and slide during one of our meetings during the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/events/192754880888288/" style="text-align: left;">Summer Recess</a> event. It ruled.}</div>
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We've got a pretty diverse set of cheers, and its building! One of my favorites (as an indebted person, no doubt) is Lets Talk about Debt. Think about it to the tune of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ydrtF45-y-g">Lets Talk about Sex</a>.<br />
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Banks are Stealing</div>
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We've done a couple events so far, and are looking forward to doing more. We did the <a href="https://www.facebook.com/DooDahParade?fref=ts">Doo-Dah parade</a> (check out some photos <a href="http://www.fleshmanphoto.com/13doodah1/slides/1--202.html">here</a>, <a href="http://www.fleshmanphoto.com/13doodah1/slides/1--458.html">here</a>, and <a href="http://www.fleshmanphoto.com/13doodah2/slides/2-298.html">here</a>!), We Won't go back Rally, and an upcoming Planned Parenthood fundraiser.<br />
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{gettin' fierce at our first performance- the Doo Dah Parade}</div>
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Since January 8th, I've left home- for cross state travel- 4 times. Once for the trip with mattie, once for beehive meetings in michigan, once for the Extreme Energy Extraction summit in NY, and lastly to got the the Forward on Climate rally in DC with my mama. January and February have not been a slow down from 2012...</div>
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<li>paducah, ky (ohio and tn meet)</li>
<li>cairo, il (ohio and mississippi meet)</li>
<li>aurora, co (+dever; matties mom))</li>
<li>montezuma, co (agent!)</li>
<li>grand junction, co (matties grandfather)</li>
<li>mesa verde national park, co</li>
<li>the four corners (sorta...)</li>
<li>houston, tx (matties dad)</li>
<li>new orleans, la (matties brother + erin) </li>
<li>tuscaloosa, al (matties sister)</li>
<li>back to columbus! </li>
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We traveled 4,500 miles and took 19 days. Visited family, friends, and some lovely places along the way. Overall- it was a really nice trip that gave lots of space for slowing down and thinking things over. I had set the intention- with Beths help- to spend 15 min every day doing a visioning exercise to help guide me through what I want. I never quite got it to work for me, but I did spend time every day (almost, i skipped a few) thinking and reflecting and eventually scheming. </div>
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I've decided I'm living here in Ohio! YES! I'm committed to being here for 2 years, with a broader intention of 3 years. In January 2015, I'll tak time to evaluate and make changes I want. For the record, I'm not glued here until then- if something happens that makes me want to leave/go somewhere else, then we'll cross the bridge when i get there. I'm really excited to be able to reconnect some roots I have here and grow new ones. I like being in Ohio... </div>
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I left for <b>Grand Rapids Michigan for Beehive Meetings!</b><br />
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Our meetings were a few days long, as we all snuggled up together in Pats studio, as winter blazed on outside the big glass windows. We found ways- with the extreme help from our 2 outside facilitators, dana and mattie- to update each other about what we were doing and explore the arch of where we might want to go. We did some fun activities, like making a timeline of the beehive, to help us all feel caught up and connected.<br />
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{thanks for the meeting photos <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10151433815454704.500380.520179703&type=1">Mandy</a>! Esp since my camera broke, and I couldn't take any. ahck, bummer}</div>
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The biggest most delightful thing that happened during our meetings, is we had most of a day to sit around the Mesoamerica graphic (99% done! SO CLOSE) and do some story sharing and problem solving together. Plus! we had a chance to show off the <i>original</i> to some folks in Grand Rapids at a really fun gallery style event (photos to come? thats the rumor)<br />
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While our meetings didn't end with some epic decision or concrete outcome, they were generally pleasant. Folks felt present and I feel like we began to move forward. I feel optimistic about the ways we can move our work in a good direction and solidify things that need more work. </div>
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I left to go to <b>Kingston, NY for the first Extreme Energy Extraction Summit</b></div>
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The event was intended to bring folks together who are impacted by different forms extraction (oil in the gulf, uranium and coal in the west, natural gas all over, coal in appalachia... etc) to see if there are ways we can coordinate better and create a movement amongst all forms of extreme extraction, instead of seeing these things as separate 'issues.' Basically: trying to build power so we can more successful protect our communities (locally and globally).</div>
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There are lots of things I felt frustrated about during the summit, including a lack of agreed upon outcomes. I found myself feeling frustrated and unsure how to proceed given that there were more 'non frontline' people in the room that frontline folks (including myself, who isn't really on the frontlines). Those large obstacles being the case, there are things I really valued about it. </div>
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As with most summits, I most valued getting a chance to meet folks and hear their experiences. I particularly appreciated hearing more about <a href="https://www.facebook.com/IdleNoMoreCommunity">Idle No More</a> - an upsurge of folks declaring they won't stand by anymore thats been set and guided by indigenous communities. I liked reconnecting and meeting new folks who are working on anti-fracking things in PA, esp some people working with the <a href="http://www.mtwatershed.com/">Mountain Watershed Association</a>. I really appreciated the energy and work that was brought by folks working in Houston, TX with <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Texas-Environmental-Justice-Advocacy-Service/191569697537978">T.E.J.A.S</a>. It was great to hear about the structure <a href="http://www.peacefuluprising.org/">Peaceful Uprising</a> uses to organize themselves, and hear from a solidarity activist working closely with the 1st nations Aamjiwnaang (in candada). I loved seeing friends from Alaska again, as well as seeing so many friends living Appalachia. And all the small conversations I heard and took part in- I really value all the folks who were in the room, and appreciate the work thats happened to make it possible.</div>
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I'm looking forward to see what happens from the many small working groups that were put together- and am optimistic about the summer meet up thats currently being planned and the ways in which what happened in NY can be built upon and grow. It's pretty easy to feel frustrated and unproductive when trying to create large shifts, and i'm constantly reminding myself it takes time. and a lot of work. </div>
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i got on a bus and headed to<b> DC for the Forward on Climate rally with my mama. </b><br />
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We spent 17 hours on a bus and about 9 hours in DC. Good odds right there. Two buses full of people from columbus met busses from 29 other states and <a href="http://350.org/en/about/blogs/stunning-50000-rally-dc-forward-climate">40,000</a> people at the Washington Monument to stand up against the Keystone XL pipeline and encourage the Obama administration to block it from being built, and to take a strong stance on Climate Change.<br />
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In addition to the thousands of strangers, i had a chance to see a bunch of friends! I marched along with other folks fighting MTR coal mining and got a chance to catch up with them, met my friend Sonia briefly, and got to have a nice little dinner with Becks, Katie, and Michelle. Then back to the bus we went.<br />
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me: <i>One of my favorite things is dancing.</i><br />
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Finn: W<i>hat about coloring?</i><br />
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me: <i>One of my favoriate things is coloring.</i><br />
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Finn: <i>What about drawing?</i><br />
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me: <i>One of my favorite things in drawing.</i><br />
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Finn: <i>What about visiting us?</i><br />
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me: <i>One of my very favorite things in the whole world is visiting you?</i><br />
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Finn: <i>What about staying over in our treehouse? </i>(which, isn't built yet, for the record)<br />
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me: <i>I bet that will be one of my very favorite things. </i>molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-31140184963072516312013-01-11T16:49:00.003-08:002013-01-11T16:49:31.775-08:00baby's first I'm currently on the road, in Denver specifically, taking some time away with my sweetie and using this time to help guide the choices i'll make for the next couple years.<br />
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Before i left ohio for this long stretch of road, i had a to-do list. Things like- scrap my car, create financial records doc for 2013, make a buncha pasta for 'thanks for hosting us' gifts, finalize my role in beehive meetings planning, get a few things in the mail, (etc) and... start/finish a mural for my aunt.<br />
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I can't say i got to <i>everything</i> on my list (like 'get ready to file taxes' that part... not so much), but i did make a mural. My very first one. baby's first mural. awwww.<br />
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<b>step 1: smooth out the wall </b>using a mortar finish.<br />
<i>lesson number one: i wouldn't do this again, at least not on a wall that was smooth-ish. took a lot of time, is fairly expensive, and i feel confident i didn't do it well. whomp.</i><br />
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<b>step 3: project it on the wall</b> (i made a rough outline using photoshop)<br />
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<b>step 4: paint the base colors! </b></div>
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<i>lesson number two: find someone really delightful to spend time with and ask them to help! murals can actually be kinda boring- and take a long time (this one, which is pretty basic, took over 30 hours of work). in lieu of that, bring some music, radio stories, speeches, and interviews for the listening to.</i></div>
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<i>lesson number four: buy nice paint brushes. the cheap ones make it <b>really</b> hard to do detail work. so hard that i may go back and paint over some things (like the bees) and re-paint them with a better tool. Plus, cheap brushes loose their hairs and they get stuck in your paint. plus! its just not worth it. get decent brushes.</i></div>
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{ta-da! the finished mural. like i said, i may edit it later... but... its mostly finished. finished for now at the least}</div>
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<i>lesson number five: if you want to incorporate chalk paint into your mural, because that would be super rad, then you really do need a smooth surface to begin with. Not a 'more smooth than it was' or a 'sorta smooth' or even a 'more or less smooth' surface. a smooth one. Chalk just doesn't wipe off easily if its all bumpy. Which is why i used a stark black in this mural for the sky, river, and tree hole- so kids could chalk on it. I think I'll repaint the river. You can see the quick fish i drew on, and then tried to rub off- it didn't work. poop!</i></div>
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not a lesson, but a cool tip: don't buy chalk paint. its expensive and... expensive. you can make it yourself! (1 gal of matte finish paint: 1 c concrete mix. bam! chalkboard paint!) i know it didn't work out this time, but i've seen it work our <i>great</i> in other places</div>
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{i think the bear may be the best part. i feel pretty proud of her. and yes, i did fix that drip i just didn't take a photo of it after}</div>
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molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-34509259780704718442013-01-02T09:48:00.003-08:002013-01-02T09:57:13.074-08:00a mouse in the kitchen In many respects, I see January 1 as a random day to call a 'new year' and actually value the winter solstice (Dec 21, this past year) as the new year. None the less, Dec 31 being broadly deemed the 'end' and January 1 the 'beginning' ends up being the way i do things. Mostly. ish.<br />
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This afternoon, after waking up much later in the day than I had intended (ahem- hence the <i>afternoon)</i>, I found myself eating 'breakfast' by the fire at the midden (matties household), listening in on the hubbub of the house. Which included Wes coming downstairs after she'd spent some time thinking and reflecting on her year, and sharing some thoughts about it. It was really nice to hear what she was thinking and start thinking about my year, too.<br />
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All December, I have been a little shocked over how quick and slyly the time has passed by. With so many big markers in Dec (like christmas and new years eve), the time seems to slip. Unnoticed. Like a mouse in the kitchen... you normally don't know it's there until it runs under your feet and takes you by surprise. Turns out, the whole year has sorta been that way, not just December.<br />
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I've now been living in central Ohio for a full year. A FULL YEAR. My primary goal for the year, the one that my life revolved around, was makin' money. I started off my year doing that pretty well, working at a day center for special needs adults. By early spring, I'd gotten some sorta cabin fever and knew I had to go. Alas, a job change (less lucrative, but hey- even with that being my primary goal- it wasn't my <i>only</i> goal): landscaping. Mostly, I've been enjoying my new found job, being outside, getting dirty, using my body as a tool, spending time with my family (ohh family businesses), and saving up some money.<br />
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I also did some contracted work with the Alliance for Appalachia, helping with internal and external communications Most visibly, I did a lot of updating on their <a href="http://theallianceforappalachia.org/">website</a>. I also got the chance to go to two quarterly in-person meetings; one at the Natural Tunnel State Park (VA) and one at Hawks Nest State Park (WV); which was great because I got to listen to a bunch of really smart folks talk about how to stop MTR. I really enjoyed the work, particularly working with my friend (and Alliance coordinator) Katey but, it also showed me I'm not ready to do computer based organizing work. At least not right now.<br />
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{Media and Messaging session during an Alliance Steering Retreat}</div>
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I've been involved in the planning of a Community Rights Based local resolutions, to enable communities to say 'no' to toxic crap, like fracking. It's been a great experience and has had some concrete wins. Hell yeah! I have continued my participation as a board member with the Ohio Alliance for People and the Environment; attending a <a href="http://www.celdf.org/democracy-school">Democracy School</a> training, connecting with lots of anti-fracking folks in Ohio, including co-starting what is a fairly defunct group in columbus; did some work during the Don't Frack Ohio event, helped plan (but could not actually attend) a community organizing focused anti-fracking meet-up in Lancaster, PA (and really enjoyed working on that, because I gotta work with some wonderful friends who I don't work with often these days. Well- who i didn't, maybe we've turned a new leaf and can continue working together. dreamy!).<br />
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{the Don't Frack Ohio contengent during the Pride Parade in columbus}</div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">I did a fair amount of beehive travel this past year. I did a week+ long tour in Appalachia this spring; Lancaster, PA (no presentation; meeting up with tour partner + friends), Gettysburg College, WVU, and the Appalachian Studies Association meet up in Indiana, PA. </span><span style="text-align: center;"> Only a few stops, but an action packed tour.</span><br />
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{Gettysburg College, a packed house for a preview of<a href="http://www.beehivecollective.org/english/ppp.htm"> MesoAmerica Resiste</a>, the newest SO soon to be done beehive presentation, that Tyler and I later worked on the story telling a whole bunch... its getting good ya'll!}</div>
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And lastly, I took 5 weeks off work this fall to tour with Tyler. On that tour, we were joined by our friends Ugg (for about 2-3 weeks) and at the end with Kate (a friend of mine from columbus who is now beehive presentation ready! yeah!). We went... everywhere. Or close to it anyway.<br />
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{tyler looking sassy as we crossed a river in WI on a ferry. Goshdarn it WI! you're so charming, with your ferries and all}</div>
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{mural making in Lincoln NE, based on beehive Black Fly Ball graphics. cute!}</div>
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All together- I estimate I did about 40 presentations this year. My count for number of people I've told about MTR since Larry passed away: 213. I've got 387 more people to tell before next fall. (if i had to guess, i'd say i talked with about 500 people on tour about it- but alas: i made that commitment towards the end of tour.)<br />
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Which, of course, that commitment allows me to remember Larry Gibson, who we lost this year. I didn't see Larry that often, so it's not that I 'miss' him on the regular... but knowing he's not out there, makes my heart hurt. Less so though, because i know damn well folks are carrying on and doing their damnedest to finish what Larry (and others) started.<br />
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Not only did I move out of my moms house, but so did my mom. Childhood home, is gone. Well, of course it's not gone, but someone else lives there. Not me, not my family. It's still pretty weird, but mostly it's nice. My mama gets to move into a town (a real town! with a grocery, a swimming hole, a library!) closer to my siblings (the siblings that are grounded in the world and she can count on), and someone who really does love that house gets to live in it.<br />
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I've been living in a cute little apartment in Hilltop (west side of columbus). When you enter this neighborhood from the East/West, you see a huge block letter sign that reads "welcome to the HILLTOP, USA" I really love that. The neighborhood is pretty diverse racially and socially, with lower-middle income folks. I don't really know many folks, and haven't made a point to (since this isn't long term). I live with two people, Laura and George, and for a little while had also lived with my friend Ben. I've decided that regardless of where I decide to live come February, I will be looking for a new place. </div>
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I found myself becoming the family photographer. I took photos of the boys for mothers day, of my brother-in-laws sisters kids; of a family gathering; and of my brother-in-laws brother and his soon to be wife.<br />
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I read some pretty great books, but am certain I read more than I can recall right now; Solar Storm, Like Water for Chocolate, The Help, La Lacuna, Poisoned Bible; I've got the light of freedom; The particular sadness of Lemon Cake, and The Color Purple. Mattie and I read (together) Parable of the Talents and The Year of the Flood. I'd recommend all of them, even highly recommend most. I'm sure I read a bunch of zines, too, but alas- i forget which ones. Theres also a handful of books I started, and decided not to finish, as well as a pile next to my bed that I am currently reading.<br />
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Of course I had many little adventures along the way: martial arts, trying to screen print (still trying!), crocheting, mural making, time with mattie, contra dancing, friend visiting, family time all the time, snowman making, sledding, snow ball fighting (we have SNOW in ohio this year! YES!), love letter writing (and receiving yes!), occasional movie watching (highlights: Django and Melancholia, though that may have been in 2011), sewing projects, bread making (oh did i already mention that? well... i just love it), pot luck attending,<a href="http://www.firstuucolumbus.org/"> UU church</a> going, baby sitting, some serious financial planning/budgeting (thats new for me!)... and of course a bunch of other things that have slipped by, maybe unremembered (at least right now).<br />
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{Hello first snow fall in Ohio and hello snow man! with a pepper nose and rock eyes. and two very endearing little boys}</div>
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whats next? in just a few days, i'll be heading out on a trip with mattie- bopping all over the place visiting his family, stopping at some 'destinations,' and taking time to reflect on what has been and decide what will be. To help me with the latter part of that, mattie got me a great solstice gift: 2 sessions with Beth Raps of <a href="http://www.raisingclarity.com/">Raising Clarity</a> ("to cultivate abundance in noble causes, people and organizations") I'm really, really looking forward to the trip and the time to gather some thoughts.<br />
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on a random, weird, little end note: when you look at the backend of a blog (by logging in and owning the account), you can see the traffic sources etc. One set tell you the 'key word/phrases' people searched and eneded up on your blog. Someone searched:<br />
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<br />molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-66574415112579030032012-11-19T11:15:00.001-08:002012-11-19T11:15:20.516-08:00too much half & half!that's not true. there may not be a thing as too much 1/2 and 1/2. i've recently been stumbling into lots of 1/2 and 1/2... way more than i could ever put into coffee (which, i'm laying fairly low on the coffee drinking right now). so i had to get a little adventurous about how to use all that delicious high fat milk.<br />
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to spite making too little to actually bring to a potluck (the original goal)- caramel apples turned out pretty easy to make. (plus i used coconut oil, not butter, so they're freegan. worked great) also- if ya wanna make caramel- i watched this great little set of <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5G9RlG8aZgI">videos</a> about how to tell when its done without a candy thermometer. win win win! </div>
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At his service, we were all asked to make a commitment, a commitment to how we are going to continue fighting with him, to end Mountaintop Removal.<br />
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Alaskas license plates say <i>The Last Frontier. </i>In many ways, I think people here in the lower 48 see that as true. We go to alaska to see the <i>wilderness</i>, for the fresh air, the glaciers that are disappearing, the moose and bears that just roam around like the own the place (wait, they do... right?). </div>
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If you've ever seen a beehive presentation on the <a href="http://www.beehivecollective.org/english/coal.htm">True Cost of Coal</a>, where we take a moment to explain one of our favorite little jokes, then this idea of the last frontier may be familiar in a different context. </div>
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{punch line: once we've taken and destroyed all we've got here... then we'll just have to move on the the final frontier-- SPPPACCCEEE. Ya know... because of manifest destiny we have a god given right to do so. get it? a conestoga wagon on a rocket ship!}</div>
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{this image is of the Matanuska River, where mining is proposed. Taken from the website of our friends from the <a href="http://www.castlemountain.org/issues/">Castle Mountain Coalition</a>. Check out their site for more information about whats up in the area when it comes to coal}</div>
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20,000 acres of <i>the last frontier</i> is headed down a finite and dangerous road of coal extraction. Folks in the area just simply ain't gonna take it. As a piece to the puzzel of organizing in their area- they brought us- to tell the cautionary tale of what coal mining looks like and how is destroys communities. Coal is running out, our mines here in the lower 48 are bigger and bigger, but there just ain't enough. Coal companies aren't going to just stop mining, they'll keep on going. All the way to the last frontier...</div>
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But First! I had a little time with friends from Ohio... just hanging out... in Alaska. </div>
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{First day in Alaska- i headed out with Sonia, Amy, and Tony to a cute little dry cabin on Lake Christiansen- not far from Denali National Park. Paddle boat was the only way to get there (or by foot, in the winter months... icy)}</div>
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{crossing a bridge on our little walk outside of Talkeetna... below us two rivers converged and you could see the difference in the water. One was gray with glacial silt, the other much clearer}</div>
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{morning air. mountains, ocean, trees galore. Just outside Homer a few miles.}</div>
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{kirby was such a lovely and amazing host to us while in alaska. he really helped us gain our grounding on whats happening in the area. This is his house that he built}</div>
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{watermelon berries! they grow all over the place up there. while in alaska i got to eat strawberries, blueberries, raspberries, current, and these new little guys... berries! all time favorite food.}</div>
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{we went up to hatchers pass to look at an old gold mine- independence mine- it was so neat and surreal. Some of the buildings were like this one, while other had been restored and were in use for the park. All nestled in the beautiful tundra of a mountainside. Striking.}</div>
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Ok, so that's quite a lot. Alaska is a lot (as it turns out). In a lot of ways, I feel like I was given another opportunity to do things I like to do in the world: to make change, to grow on a personal level (thanks to my tour mates who, as always, help push me to better and stronger places), expand my political knowledge, see amazing things, meet people who should probably run the world (or at least have a say in it, geez!). I left feeling a little overwhelemed about the what we're up against (thats always pretty present for me) but more so feeling inspired, hopeful, and incredibly lucky.</div>
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Its been about 6 months since I last posted. That's alot different than what last year looked like, when i was posting about once a month. I guess that's 'cause my life is a lot different.<br />
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One thing that makes it a lot different, is that I'm more connected to the folks I originally intended my blog to reach (family, close friends- folks in Ohio more or less). I live here (there, depending on where you are, i guess). But as it turns out, maybe those tables have turned and now its my friends from all over the place that i'm trying to stay connected to.<br />
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I've been prioritizing things in my life, sometimes doing so well and sometimes misplacing it a bit I think- but basically my life breaks into a few categories: People and Fun, Job(s), and Change Making. When I think about ways I want my life to work, those things in some ways blend together pretty fluidly (while also maintaing some clear dividing lines). Right now, they pretty much stand on their own.<br />
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A big undeniable part of why I'm back in Ohio is 'cause the people that are here. I've been spending a lotta time with my family recently- between working with some of 'em, living at my mothers house (which, i see her a surprisingly small amount all things considered), and the not-infrequent family shin dig- i see alot of those people.<br />
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{I took photos of the boys for mothers day. They are pretty darn cure kids}</div>
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{Finn and Nels- being exactly how they always are.}</div>
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{Cohen- diving into his very first birthday cake. Kayla may or may not be a bit jealous...}</div>
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{when we get the whole family together- we find ourselves with a surplus of babies. you can take one home if ya want... jokes. you can't but you could come play with them sometime...}</div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">I've been slowly but surly catching up with friends from back in my day- seeing Emma, Papabear, and David (plus a few other fine folks) from time to time. It's nice to be around, and have them around. And to every now and again catch some other friends, though I am realizing those occurrences are too few and far between. I think I gotta step up my friend dates... </span><br />
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Change is a funny thing- its always happening. Always. And it is always moving wicked fast- unless of course you want it to. Then it seems to move with the snails. I guess thats the kind of change that I want... but dang. It feels slow.</div>
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I've been doing lotsa this'n'that with working to kick fracking outta here. I've been continuing to connect with the Ohio Alliance for People and the Environment- as we re build a vision for a group that can support communities across Ohio as they step out of regulatory frameworks and just simply say 'no.' Played a small role in the Don't Frack Ohio event- which all culminated with a big ol' showing of folks at the statehouse. I've also been spending some time reflecting on that experience and offering feedback to folks running the show during that time. Feel like I'm learning alot- and found myself feeling mega greatful for all i learned and experienced during The March On Blair Mountain. Mega. nd I've helped start a new and growing organization in Columbus; Non-Toxic Ohio. We're still working on the who, what, and whys of our group... but we'll get there (back to that snail pace, eh? Walk with the slowest...). But mostly when it comes to fracking, I'm still just feeling confused and a little lost. Trying to understand my role here, and play it in a way that can empower others to play their role, too. I'm finding my theory is having a hard time when it hits the ground...<br />
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Have also been continuing to touch lightly in small supportive ways with folks fighting MTR. Feels nice to continue to contribute, even if its small. Going to Mountain Justice Summer Break a while back- inlcuding having a great moment swinging where i thought to myself 'why would anyone do anything else with their life?' i don't have an answer to that question... i really don't. And right now- just watching things unfold with the <a href="http://rampscampaign.org/announcing-late-july-mountain-mobilization/">Mountain Mobilization</a> that's coming up at the end of the month. Steady as she goes.<br />
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And doing some Beehive things, too. Was on the road for a quick moment with miss recent doing presentations. Doing a few things around Ohio and prepping for a 2 weeks beehive adventure in Alaska and then a month on the road come this fall. All of which, i think will prove to continue to be work that fills me.<br />
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Since being back here I've been in sorta extremes of the land of jobs. I started out with no job, nothing, at all. Nada. Then went from 0 to uhh 45+ hours per week- in a job working with special needs adults. Woah. That was an intense- and insightful- few months- before I just couldn't handle it anymore. and quit.<br />
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Then onto adventures in family landscaping. When i say family- i mean it. I work with my brother in law, brother, father, and my brother in laws brother and uncle(s). Doing everything from taking down big trees, planting annuals, mowing hella grass, leaf blowing grass clippings ALL day, building patios... you name it. we do it. and what a summer to decide working outside is kinda my thing (a summer of intense heat, that is). Its good news tho- all things considered.<br />
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And all the while- saving a pretty penny so i can get a new car when mine goes ka-putt (which, after a minor accident last week- seems it could be any moment now... but i've been thinking that for the past 6 months- so I'm still hoping for at least the 300,000 mile mark. wish me luck?) AND all this is leading up to an uncertain future for the jobby jobs of the world and me. In the fall do i- Get something full time and just pay off those damned student loans as quick as I can? Get something part time and just get by, while doing lotsa work that I want to do with my life (the kind that ain't likely to be paid)- and do my best to ignore that damned student loans? Or some version in between? Ooof.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">About 2 months ago, I realized my six month commitment to living in Ohio- was about up. And I took the easy road and extended that commitment til January 2013 (a year after moving back here). Hopefully by then- I'll have a few things in my life more together and can tell if this is what I want. Or if I should make a turn somewhere...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;">i've think i've gotten pretty dang good at enjoying the moment, and am looking forward to getting better and better at it (still room to grow- that is for sure). 'cause shoot- this world is too amazing to not enjoy it, right?</span><br />
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ps: i just have no idea why some things are highlighted in white, or how to turn that off. seems possible google is getting more extroverted and has decided those things are the most important (damn you google!)molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-60543036930227146452012-01-03T10:42:00.000-08:002012-01-06T15:05:01.507-08:00Year of the Meniscus<div style="text-align: justify; "><span style="text-align: left; ">In mid-December I was in Faber, VA. I had taken an pre-meeting walk to get ready for the day, and found myself laying by a river watching the water pour down and over some rocks. Not that this was a particularly new sight, but I really noticed something... the way the water sticks together. It's surface tension holds itself together, creating a sense of cohesiveness, to spite it's liquid state that makes me think it shouldn't be able to do that. It should fall apart, separate, spill... it should be chaos.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify; "><br /></div><div>What am I talking about? well, do ya'll remember being in science class (cira 3rd grade, maybe) and learning about the meniscus?</div><div><a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/2e/Reading_the_meniscus.png/300px-Reading_the_meniscus.png"><img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/2/2e/Reading_the_meniscus.png/300px-Reading_the_meniscus.png" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 164px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center; ">{thanks for the image, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Meniscus">wikki</a>}</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div>It's the specific curve created when you over fill a glass of water, but it doesn't spill out. This act is a fine line, just a drop too much and--- chaos!! there is water dripping over the edge and you've gotten the counter all wet (the horror). So, now that we're on the same page of the science behind my statement (err, are we?)- I'll elaborate.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><b><br /></b></div><div style="text-align: center; "><b>This year, was the year of the Meniscus.</b></div><div><br /></div><div>This year, was more packed than I ever imagined it could be. My glass was filled- past the top. But just barely, because I'm pretty sure it didn't turn into chaos (at least not the bad kind). I'm also pretty sure, that if <i>anything</i> more happened in 2011, chaos would be had. Or, at least I would have spent (more) time huddled in the fetal position thinking there was NO WAY i'd be able to do this. Whatever 'this' is...</div><div><br /></div><div><b>I did a lot of moving around...</b></div><div><ul><li>I <a href="http://maps.google.com/maps/ms?authuser=0&vps=2&ie=UTF8&hl=en&oe=UTF8&msa=0&msid=211475584571669829627.0004b5a3510c9f9722682">lived</a> in Rock Creek, WV (Jan-July), Machias, Maine (July-Sept), in a truck- midwest style-(Sept-Nov), and in central Ohio (Dec)!</li></ul><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>that- is a lot of places to live, a lot of beds to sleep in, a lot of kitchens to feed <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>people in, and a lot of places to consider home- some for the long haul, and some <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>of them with the understanding that a sense of home is short lived there.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>In that time, I've (under failry strict meaning of the word) considered myself to <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>have 22 housemates. WAY more if you consider folks who often stayed in a house <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>i lived in, tented in a yard i lived in, or spent more than a week living together <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>(say Blair Mountain).<br /><ul><li>Spent time in 19 US states (Ohio, Maine, WV, VA, New York, PA, Indiana, Michigan, Illinois, Kentucky, Missouri, Iowa, Wisconsin, Nebraska, Minnesota, Washington DC, North Carolina, TN... at the least. I just can't fully recall...</li></ul><ul><li>I went to Canada 3 times</li></ul><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Which, prior to 2011, I had been out of the country 0 times. I went once for an anti-<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>fracking protest in New Brunswick, and crossed the border 2ce on fall tour.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>I had the boarder patrol read my diary, and had the fear of god put into me (and <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>probably for Nikki and Tyler, too) when a boarder patrol-er came from around the <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>counter towards us, snapping on a rubber glove and asked 'which one of you had to go <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>to the bathroom?'</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Ah! none of us. not us, no sir, no way. I totally thought we were getting searched, like, <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>really searched (we weren't)</div><div><br /></div><div><b>I did a lot of work, or things I call work, or think of as work, most of the time, or at least some of the time...</b></div><div><ul><li>WV based work...</li><li>programming co-coordinating for the <a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&rct=j&q=&esrc=s&source=web&cd=4&ved=0CE4QFjAD&url=http%3A%2F%2Fmarchonblairmountain.org%2F&ei=9UADT4nlOOXe0QHprpmZAg&usg=AFQjCNHbVYqIVLgeMBHVgEKb1b4rl30G1w&sig2=HsTsd4nv0QignWnh63X4bA">March on Blair Mountain</a>, with the amazing Becks, where we planned, scratched, replanned, canceled, planned again and mostly implemented the non-logistical schedule for the March on Blair Mountain (like evening speakers and musicians and the rally schedule and line up)</li><li>I worked on the media team- mostly pre-march- and got practice in doing outreach in new and exciting ways, with a amazing and talented group of people (did you see the media that came outta the march!?! it was SO good!)</li><li>I did door-to-door outreach in southern WV for the march. Both exciting and (at the time) scary.</li><li>At <a href="http://www.crmw.net/crmw/content/volunteer-us">CRMW </a>I worked in small and large ways to revamp the Volunteer process- as the (what ended up being short term) volunteer coordinator</li><li>I helped plan the programming for<a href="http://mountainjustice.org/"> Mountain Justice</a> Summer camp, and also did some work in with the group as a whole (like helping to facilitate)</li></ul><br /><ul><li><a href="http://www.beehivecollective.org/english/front.htm">Beehive</a>...</li><li>Did over 60 beehive presentations- mostly the True Cost of Coal</li><li>Work party- i helped host and run a month long marathon workparty for... so many people. i actually don't have a number, but not including the ball, i'd say over 100 came through for at least a while. a steady 60 people.</li><li>facilitated the baking of hundreds of baked good for the bfb</li><li>helped host, organize, and throw a 1000+ person dance party (blackfly ball)</li><li>successful wrote and received my <a href="http://www.nefa.org/grantee/beehive_design_collective_0">first grant</a>- from NEST- for bringing a Klezmer band to the bfb</li><li>Beehive Meetings- I did the most intensive, aggravating, and skill pushing agenda setting, planning, and facilitating thus far in my life during the january beehive meetings; played a similar (but more minor) role for our May meetings; and was in another intense (in a different way) set of 2 week meetings this Dec. We met a lot.</li><li>i went on a mini research trip on fracking- in the Pittsburgh area. Where I learned a lot, and really began to question if i have the option of not living in ohio (i later decided, no. not really)</li></ul><br /><ul><li>other things...</li><li>I was elected to the Ohio Alliance for People and the Environment (OAPE) board, and have begun doing work with them.</li><li>sent 2 million and 3 emails (thats a joke. mostly)</li></ul></div><div><b>I also had a personal life... (a what?) like things i don't consider 'work'...<br /></b><ul><li>2 new babies were born in my family! i'm the aunt of 5! holy shit!</li><li>Started dating someone- who is really amazing.</li><li>some ohio friends came ALL the way to maine to see me- holy smokes- that's so great!</li><li>i got to dance over bad little falls and experience the magic of celebration (bfb)</li><li>traded vehicles, and now have a car that- for now- runs smoothly.</li><li>made new amazing friends from all over the county- and feel incredibly lucky and blessed to know so many folks who i love and care about.</li><li>i screen printed something! me! i did that (and will continue to, i think)</li><li>made a zine for my nephews- and shared it in a public way</li><li>actually started to learn the banjo- then forgot and will re-learn in 2012</li><li>i made 13 blog posts (many of which, have more details about the things listed on here...)</li><li>my aunt and uncle moved to central ohio- win!</li><li>my grandmother moved away from central ohio- not win.</li><li>mama went to dc to stop the xl pipeline (ok, i didn't have anything to do with it, but it's just SO dang cool!)</li><li>i read some great books:</li></ul><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span> The God of Small Things (Arundhati Roy), Bossypants (tina fey), Prodigal Summer <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>(barbara Kingsolver), Girl with the dragon tattoo (0% recommended), The <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Dispossesed (ursula k le guin), Percepolis: the story of a childhood (again; marjane <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>satrapi) Parable of the Sower (octavia butler), Flood! (Erik Drooker), sister outsider <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>(audre lorde), Blankets (Craig Thompson), Kindred (Octavia Butler), Off the Map <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>(crimethInc), The Red Tent (Anita Diamant), the Gnome Lexicon (illustrated by my <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>friend, nate!), and read lots of zines.</div><div><ul><li>i finally filled the journal i've been writting in since early hs- the first date being '4/23/06 3:02 am' the last being '9/9/2011' Actually, there are about 20 blank pages, but I wanted to start a new one so i could bring a smaller book to journal in on tour-- which i did- and successfully made a entry EVERYDAY of tour. wham!</li></ul><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Looking back through my old journal, i found a page, where i am struggling with <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>the 'why bother?'-ness of the world. I actually wrote, that i wanted 'a cause to <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>believe in, a reason to be here...' (3/9/07) During that time in my life, I wouldn't <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>say I was happy. These days, I continue to struggle, much of which is a similar <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>internal debate about life and what I will do with it. But the tone is different, and <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>at the beginning of this year, i made another entry (1/19/2011, NYC), where I <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>spoke to the struggles in my life, but how i was happy. Actually happy.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>Today, that remains true.<br /><ul><li>I went to my first church serivce (that is not a UU- which, I enjoy and doesn't quiet seem to fit into the category of church, in some ways) It was the United Church of Christ in Machias... I went to hear my inspiring friend Cole speak at the service that day.</li><li>I found out my mother is planning to sell the house I grew up in. Smart, and sad.</li><li>I have lots of new music to enjoy and listen to. According to my Itunes, the most listened to music that I added in 2011 is: Thao and Mirah (self titled), Jessica Lea Mayfield (tell me); Big Tree (self titled). Itunes says I listened to 2,614 songs in 2011, and my most listened to song? Wild Young Hearts by the Noisettes. (Though, I'm pretty sure that is an inaccurate read of what I actually listen to...)</li><li>117 horizontal drilling permits granted in ohio (ok- that isn't really my list of things that i did... but... fuck.)</li></ul><div><br /></div><div>Looking back through my journal entries from the past year, and generally thinking about 2011, I think I learned one really important thing for myself. I have- on a fundamental level- accepted that my life is a choice. I am the only one who gets to choose what I do, how I do it, when I do it. (of course, there are exceptions to this, and in my opinion, saying there are not is a major act of privilege. for most things in my life, i have that privilege). While I have personally debated this for myself, for much of the year (and probably more), I really had it driven home by a conflict mediator who worked with us this Dec.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">This is my life, and I get to choose what to do with it. Everyday, every moment.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div style="text-align: center; ">It's like having access to a compass rose. I can see where I am, and see whats around me. I get to make the choice where I move, and accept the consequences of that choice, both the foreseen and the unforeseen.</div><div style="text-align: center; "><br /></div><div>As for what 2012 will bring, I just don't know, but I know I get to decide. I intend to be in Ohio- to live here. Work here, take care of myself and those i love here. At least 6 months. I am having a hard time making a plan for myself, but am picking up a habit i used to be in- creating a wish list for the winter. A list of things I would like to hold myself to, a way to commit to myself (and others) to being more interested, interesting, and having more fun. Here's what I've got- for Jan, Feb, and March.</div><div><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- ohio rocks presentation</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- one book a month</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- martial arts once/week</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- bread 2x a month (and give one loaf to someone else!)</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- love letter to non-here friend 1x month</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- stretch 5x a week</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- go to one 'new' event a month</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- screen print something!</p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span"></span><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- uphold my commitment made to myself in a PSU workshop</p><p class="p1"><span style="white-space: pre;"> - don't accidentally watch tv </span></p><p class="p1"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "> </span>- research organizations in central ohio i can do support work with, that actively fight racism (directly or indirectly)<span class="Apple-tab-span"></span></p><p class="p1"><br /></p><p class="p1">So, here goes!</p></div></div><div><br /></div>molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-9816288387647599442011-12-24T11:40:00.000-08:002011-12-24T20:58:42.209-08:00full speed aheadAll being said and done, tour was 74 days long, and we presented at least 55 times (i actually can't quite tell. but for sure that many)- plus general tabling (sort of like all day presenting) at several places. It was an epic tour. Here are some additional highlights from where I last left off...<br /><br />first... a quick jump backwards to the first part of tour with a couple photos tyler took...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYoFN5JbukOmten44OX-P3Eddq-yeRkV3vLvvN4eJn1H__aF6DMU_5rdmcy_qxn-rdGxulczU0a0yNJCMuuaq4rTH1JU9udWk-uE-0_18q-yfCDvsVnUz9U2JoRYj_PKYWcwUKW0XdzJxD/s1600/IMG_5566.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYoFN5JbukOmten44OX-P3Eddq-yeRkV3vLvvN4eJn1H__aF6DMU_5rdmcy_qxn-rdGxulczU0a0yNJCMuuaq4rTH1JU9udWk-uE-0_18q-yfCDvsVnUz9U2JoRYj_PKYWcwUKW0XdzJxD/s400/IMG_5566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689787881916520994" border="0" /></a>{In the twin cities- we had done a presentation at <a href="http://www.boneshakerbooks.com/">Boneshaker Books</a>... which... my aunt and uncle came to! Here, Gordon is adding to the shareback from his breakout group about the poster. SO COOL!}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAiAa39EetdKXwYl7oNWLEjPI4sbIWBlppfubryRRzE_1IaTvainyx-M8d1JSrMPGy_5nW9mZak2XdHJQ6I1c61V_Ry_rxOKYUQUG1ii3JGjlhP3BDulPj6LpWsKqslqCctyXHdWmWqvv7/s1600/IMG_5563.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAiAa39EetdKXwYl7oNWLEjPI4sbIWBlppfubryRRzE_1IaTvainyx-M8d1JSrMPGy_5nW9mZak2XdHJQ6I1c61V_Ry_rxOKYUQUG1ii3JGjlhP3BDulPj6LpWsKqslqCctyXHdWmWqvv7/s400/IMG_5563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689790924179108674" border="0" /></a>{more from boneshaker.}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">Ok... now... after Columbia (where the last blog photo set left off), we headed to St Louis...<br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJmbTy71yIGtaP4e2XZWY9GNN8FiVk6DMTqJx_Af3nmwsCdM5QMYcWg_F3aHD9Aow_S1EKmXoswlHYagQGCrTqA3C5nLtwdMwKzn6dbnUIyq5mRGZYyLocnsJ3pqiCkothcaxIVW4fknU/s1600/DSCI1270.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCJmbTy71yIGtaP4e2XZWY9GNN8FiVk6DMTqJx_Af3nmwsCdM5QMYcWg_F3aHD9Aow_S1EKmXoswlHYagQGCrTqA3C5nLtwdMwKzn6dbnUIyq5mRGZYyLocnsJ3pqiCkothcaxIVW4fknU/s400/DSCI1270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689790930750194338" border="0" /></a>{A small presentation at the GIA gallery in St Louis}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiruIqafhtt68faozsTxxJHpDd5WwJn8cU7uN721QSqnTTbpQ5nZskkH3CNSnMSsB6Q0IlZKLN2d_pCPJhKaWJcIvunLezLG-8EIGzJAGgdSuY7ze6zm54MHax9hrxaeE6JyrMvnHG-CUyD/s1600/DSCI1269.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiruIqafhtt68faozsTxxJHpDd5WwJn8cU7uN721QSqnTTbpQ5nZskkH3CNSnMSsB6Q0IlZKLN2d_pCPJhKaWJcIvunLezLG-8EIGzJAGgdSuY7ze6zm54MHax9hrxaeE6JyrMvnHG-CUyD/s400/DSCI1269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689808054270905266" border="0" /></a>{We also did a quick presentation at Occupy St Louis and got a chance to see one of their General Assemblies--- it was a cool learning experience to be around and something that provided a good point of reference as we saw more occupy spaces and talked with lots of people about their experiences working with occupy things in their town.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLp6-ub7HrvPMzVipm1CDwH1HtyPS9ibA13el_cREGKwdnK9E3SYGzlVp30skYz9VeBO1vGc-MjKgovSkpDseJuhQBCpDhoTGtakyzbeCP7bueAxkHtmPRF2jTgNX5XsqNSovwlMBRVe2F/s1600/IMG_5611.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLp6-ub7HrvPMzVipm1CDwH1HtyPS9ibA13el_cREGKwdnK9E3SYGzlVp30skYz9VeBO1vGc-MjKgovSkpDseJuhQBCpDhoTGtakyzbeCP7bueAxkHtmPRF2jTgNX5XsqNSovwlMBRVe2F/s400/IMG_5611.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689808061988746114" border="0" /></a>{We headed to Urbana to do a presentation in the EPIC community center- the <a href="http://www.ucimc.org/">IMC </a>(independent media center). the post office rents space FROM them (what!?), they've got a great costume closet, computer labs with lots of media making ability, a bike co-op... so rad.}<br /></div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwED2qdTxLh7HAd66lQFh_TyAGtQmJoGJFEXgFH05p5G6_qLMYuw0sAPpPnqqNDK5IdXIx3jjR-itj0qDwKFbcgTZhhSPgzmTcfUT20OQ_DkD-YSGxfD87IbILfROTraK1R7FpzRTKNsgG/s1600/IMG_5610.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwED2qdTxLh7HAd66lQFh_TyAGtQmJoGJFEXgFH05p5G6_qLMYuw0sAPpPnqqNDK5IdXIx3jjR-itj0qDwKFbcgTZhhSPgzmTcfUT20OQ_DkD-YSGxfD87IbILfROTraK1R7FpzRTKNsgG/s400/IMG_5610.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689787876567540562" border="0" /></a>{Governors award for Books to Prisoners? Woah.}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQ_jBDVu-rQg44Y-zoZYdNbmZz3jacFBkrxE5zg7bTlxVHiWoUoCybNqEsF2bdmeYc62Z1UeQ2m-hRJXav7afktuxhGDhviRQ1jzkATkENdtcjdsrz75s5tzwrLpHEjziRXRG-mmPK05O/s1600/IMG_5619.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxQ_jBDVu-rQg44Y-zoZYdNbmZz3jacFBkrxE5zg7bTlxVHiWoUoCybNqEsF2bdmeYc62Z1UeQ2m-hRJXav7afktuxhGDhviRQ1jzkATkENdtcjdsrz75s5tzwrLpHEjziRXRG-mmPK05O/s400/IMG_5619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689787875120971010" border="0" /></a>{Presenting at the IMC}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Gwd6JHhblgIXkUofZs0AexmOeQAbl6JGIKBVUftts64cqwb6L4Va_xCRK8zGN5AVsYS34Su5KaR4loSkp-Ai7HskLmsGYNRAFuyC5XTV0DWKv8i9hIr0XdgK7Lo9CvytDDaD7weK5szR/s1600/IMG_5630.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Gwd6JHhblgIXkUofZs0AexmOeQAbl6JGIKBVUftts64cqwb6L4Va_xCRK8zGN5AVsYS34Su5KaR4loSkp-Ai7HskLmsGYNRAFuyC5XTV0DWKv8i9hIr0XdgK7Lo9CvytDDaD7weK5szR/s400/IMG_5630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689783524890462338" border="0" /></a>{From there, we headed to the <a href="http://www.heartwood.org/">Heartwood</a> Reunion, outside of Bloomington Indiana. It's an annual gathering of folks working with Heartwood- a forest protection organization. It was hosted at The Lazy Black Bear. It is such a beautiful, funky place.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Mc-fam-34PB2ddc8o6ww68OJmv9k20BSpFY08H74w6sgC_j6Oj-wk98akesDnukWQ0VoMSpnxVv8zNUGqzEx7gEPHAy9qg5O_z_7AGo7j3rLNnr_xZJQMWiz8N0M0y3Xyr-ndX-pHa4G/s1600/DSCI1281.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Mc-fam-34PB2ddc8o6ww68OJmv9k20BSpFY08H74w6sgC_j6Oj-wk98akesDnukWQ0VoMSpnxVv8zNUGqzEx7gEPHAy9qg5O_z_7AGo7j3rLNnr_xZJQMWiz8N0M0y3Xyr-ndX-pHa4G/s400/DSCI1281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689806627273264338" border="0" /></a>{Meals, together.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCEzaoxIhNSN9hf7-SZxJ6YMynbJZGvd8NnHI13_Nvz8cQFLe0UdSe9L1L100jarGRWPiF0K4Ir0RlN9LJQO5O8G9XCPSutAJWoii3sQDsDC4hX63cFBH1Csh22PrQkdIfPo4mj1eDaQ_/s1600/DSCI1277.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdCEzaoxIhNSN9hf7-SZxJ6YMynbJZGvd8NnHI13_Nvz8cQFLe0UdSe9L1L100jarGRWPiF0K4Ir0RlN9LJQO5O8G9XCPSutAJWoii3sQDsDC4hX63cFBH1Csh22PrQkdIfPo4mj1eDaQ_/s400/DSCI1277.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689808051835808274" border="0" /></a>{We did a workshop about storytelling and intergenerationality. It was pretty cool, and it was nice to spend a weekend with (mostly) our elders.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3GA1sh6xlMOgSANMKPSRbhEce4qJEgQCskACweRbjFXUCY6is0X76OSElZ2pmmJrIuIzf5LTcsQ-nPwfysQcDcRA2GfFA7gcpqVRnUyO63GAzFo8k6ARS0gO3hXSX9pC4CsYCupViq8vj/s1600/DSCI1282.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3GA1sh6xlMOgSANMKPSRbhEce4qJEgQCskACweRbjFXUCY6is0X76OSElZ2pmmJrIuIzf5LTcsQ-nPwfysQcDcRA2GfFA7gcpqVRnUyO63GAzFo8k6ARS0gO3hXSX9pC4CsYCupViq8vj/s400/DSCI1282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689806620721810818" border="0" /></a>{Once heartwood was over, we stayed with some friends from there at their amazing old opera house, turned lovely apt in the back and wild and mostly unfinished project space in the rest.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoVji3wgV5bdT4tzBGKBJ1DiWKdAnmDBRHbd6wnC1wFnZ9SIO9Q3rVZ-JRMMltl31ODGs-47nPNt2wbQDjZFqhgLh-fPVGoCpL6JSEPlBpY82eXab8mobcLyPXuUmP8_Fs6clnfDrODg2j/s1600/DSCI1283.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoVji3wgV5bdT4tzBGKBJ1DiWKdAnmDBRHbd6wnC1wFnZ9SIO9Q3rVZ-JRMMltl31ODGs-47nPNt2wbQDjZFqhgLh-fPVGoCpL6JSEPlBpY82eXab8mobcLyPXuUmP8_Fs6clnfDrODg2j/s400/DSCI1283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689806615116385698" border="0" /></a>{Exploring the opera house... we could empathize with the project (ehem- the grange). it's a very cool building...}<br /><br />The evening after heartwood we tabled at a showing of<a href="http://www.lowcoal.com/"> Low Coal</a> and <a href="http://www.coalcountrythemovie.com/">Coal County</a>- a fundraiser. I've seen both films before, but I found myself being moved and inspired by my friends and allies I was seeing on this big screen. It provided a space for me to reflect back on my time in WV- and I found myself writing a love letter to a friend, about how amazing he is... and that i feel so damn lucky to know some of the best people on earth. i really do.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj90oVoLYN0Rm7VkporeOJrDP6mQErFqcX1iWWqnsNYF1g2jOIbZRMM-n4jukjQGkZouLQI6BFVi7NieB6wdd1WmrGGRSBEyGcgodj4SnYR1QeuRltuecrhPHKUuQkIRIexnkizJIBzTxz5/s1600/IMG_5660.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj90oVoLYN0Rm7VkporeOJrDP6mQErFqcX1iWWqnsNYF1g2jOIbZRMM-n4jukjQGkZouLQI6BFVi7NieB6wdd1WmrGGRSBEyGcgodj4SnYR1QeuRltuecrhPHKUuQkIRIexnkizJIBzTxz5/s400/IMG_5660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689783529458573346" border="0" /></a>{Our presentation in Bloomington, was maybe our most magical presentation of the tour. Outside, backlight banner, plus a really engaged crowd sure does give us the energy to do it right.}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhikUVr9iPr65batwtgnP1fc6nqrVvIEwbZ4EFGwSSJpbtGmd8MO6Tpv4UH7hryk0BMdbjqhbOm6AizoPLgneUzbKpZ01sGW5Kvv05me1EZ5vipvMTwVS2CUR04LEzxCcEl3CkRJPKep24-/s1600/IMG_5657.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhikUVr9iPr65batwtgnP1fc6nqrVvIEwbZ4EFGwSSJpbtGmd8MO6Tpv4UH7hryk0BMdbjqhbOm6AizoPLgneUzbKpZ01sGW5Kvv05me1EZ5vipvMTwVS2CUR04LEzxCcEl3CkRJPKep24-/s400/IMG_5657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689786693351120482" border="0" /></a>{Nikki!}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPqgWE8R7kFYLnUqLE8p8aw7BXv4sbjld6TlMvBuXcRaMlif7RrfTyzK0Vf2F6yzk8J2Q8tXiBZROq2R4Qj4MsLt_m_bvkuC9AsVTYfjk0FGJc0VjUh92diX-T7B5NopfS08TCnYKoZGBz/s1600/DSCI1290.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPqgWE8R7kFYLnUqLE8p8aw7BXv4sbjld6TlMvBuXcRaMlif7RrfTyzK0Vf2F6yzk8J2Q8tXiBZROq2R4Qj4MsLt_m_bvkuC9AsVTYfjk0FGJc0VjUh92diX-T7B5NopfS08TCnYKoZGBz/s400/DSCI1290.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689805278222427618" border="0" /></a>{After our magical presentation- our friends from Heartwood invited us to a community screen printing and art studio they run in Bloomington- called <a href="http://www.papercranegallery.org/">Paper Crane</a>. It was the first time nikki and i did the full process of screen printing. clearly- the totally amazing levels of the space stressed nikki out (?)}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmmzbfaEyKTRaYY78Yi6fwM2kPAzVlILVp8EiQtIGce541VrlDPL8ZZ4G09JL3QvRJYp45sQUr-Ww612D5ucHsjD0C0yHDrEeOQ_vH5Fm_m_s6XfoF04qJHOml0Ca5y4qTfgvAn1dVqfx/s1600/DSCI1292.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUmmzbfaEyKTRaYY78Yi6fwM2kPAzVlILVp8EiQtIGce541VrlDPL8ZZ4G09JL3QvRJYp45sQUr-Ww612D5ucHsjD0C0yHDrEeOQ_vH5Fm_m_s6XfoF04qJHOml0Ca5y4qTfgvAn1dVqfx/s400/DSCI1292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689805271453532082" border="0" /></a>{Putting screens together to get ready to...}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnHCmQQc_dE0sf_saxgDaNMhCkPtlTlso6asFEanee_2IizUk2qO-enM7-DXOuIktWoM74zkvkRIA02uixT83sZN9siiUzBgu4raIr-IJS4sd0ytf9mtzBAE-tpO4D_YTXJwlfdh2uvfqg/s1600/DSCI1294.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnHCmQQc_dE0sf_saxgDaNMhCkPtlTlso6asFEanee_2IizUk2qO-enM7-DXOuIktWoM74zkvkRIA02uixT83sZN9siiUzBgu4raIr-IJS4sd0ytf9mtzBAE-tpO4D_YTXJwlfdh2uvfqg/s400/DSCI1294.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689805267623196114" border="0" /></a>{print!<br />Super cool- and now I feel totally inspired to make myself a little screen printing set up and print lots of cool things. be on the look out for it...}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlETc3F00s-3ME3FLgklr-DFAHARyXrrcuMZtFn1Kh7vrPJg7lXjrdaddwFBABG4tzH5lcxNVfLX1hnQLdj_p6mYPj8LV2PV89pgh1puw98dyvFZy7bBqHDBk4G553wc7aIhU5-ydKDdh/s1600/IMG_5671.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRlETc3F00s-3ME3FLgklr-DFAHARyXrrcuMZtFn1Kh7vrPJg7lXjrdaddwFBABG4tzH5lcxNVfLX1hnQLdj_p6mYPj8LV2PV89pgh1puw98dyvFZy7bBqHDBk4G553wc7aIhU5-ydKDdh/s400/IMG_5671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689786707824343810" border="0" /></a>{After two classroom visits at GRVU, we did an evening presentation. Bret, our super cool host, introduced us for an evening presentation by standing up and saying<br />"I'm going to start talking now"<br />Hahah- it was perfect.}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMGIRuD7VXd-rHrHVeNihDqtTUVd06I-dEYVznoKgtbzu5BvpktiHWSdnPQ4ktmU-8b-4CVu-A_If1ISmgcTBOie5GlK1YUSqdH3SeOQYIluNykmuIUXFIqXDiWB9x4cjdQWFovYjNddJ/s1600/IMG_5678.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMGIRuD7VXd-rHrHVeNihDqtTUVd06I-dEYVznoKgtbzu5BvpktiHWSdnPQ4ktmU-8b-4CVu-A_If1ISmgcTBOie5GlK1YUSqdH3SeOQYIluNykmuIUXFIqXDiWB9x4cjdQWFovYjNddJ/s400/IMG_5678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689786692883068226" border="0" /></a> {Super packed presentation that night. Standing room only.}<br /><br />After that- we went to Cincinnati, Hiram, Oberlin, Columbus, and Delaware for presentations. Plus- I got to be home for a few days and be at Kaylas birthday party. Of course, to spite this being MY FAVORITE part of tour--- i didn't take any photos.<br />dum dum.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdSAsjFk9kpYmYmjLuHYYFkT3_YuKnL9wFcbcU-pX6wxRjZUsaOstENzi6HpJE-567QXwPO8nBPqpII5oMNCYj4IyPNCzqRM17ju568Ajds7ILGXXCqB2KmeUpZ5QNKeh3E6YaGXOy-P7/s1600/315004_10150901679270440_829240439_21503626_1709362724_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJdSAsjFk9kpYmYmjLuHYYFkT3_YuKnL9wFcbcU-pX6wxRjZUsaOstENzi6HpJE-567QXwPO8nBPqpII5oMNCYj4IyPNCzqRM17ju568Ajds7ILGXXCqB2KmeUpZ5QNKeh3E6YaGXOy-P7/s400/315004_10150901679270440_829240439_21503626_1709362724_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689813510810877170" border="0" /></a>{We were hosted by a lovely friend- who set up three presentations for us in her studio-<a href="http://web.mac.com/alynnguerra/Red_Hydrant/home.html"> Red Hydrant Press</a>. It was a magical and lovely place- and all the events were really fun.}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4mUq4Dr2XRoxTAFKJ0xH3MF7AifdVXhpYmhQ6OXHfSr0GKvHVcU6z1wtaYUX2Xeibcf6UcXyNi7ruIaZsxTs7earJ7FcGyU1C513JpTv6MS_JqmvIFSX2xVtAw6awSNuNulyrIZe1cdO4/s1600/IMG_5715.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4mUq4Dr2XRoxTAFKJ0xH3MF7AifdVXhpYmhQ6OXHfSr0GKvHVcU6z1wtaYUX2Xeibcf6UcXyNi7ruIaZsxTs7earJ7FcGyU1C513JpTv6MS_JqmvIFSX2xVtAw6awSNuNulyrIZe1cdO4/s400/IMG_5715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689785612853374658" border="0" /></a>{After, there was a dance party with a live band. Because... we have to celebrate, right?}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLTqPuauxX4RhQZfBhbbvWEd_MFxdJH3TvE7fCh7WQlhOe5oiJV9foTMDWmWFQcsI8PGVmqzp4n40kJ5QLxrm2NDvEM4xmyDrd2qyF7tbT8AsoFs6xdUaQAL-yF9l1f1Kcouw-g8IhLey/s1600/300379_10150901678680440_829240439_21503621_1799415901_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVLTqPuauxX4RhQZfBhbbvWEd_MFxdJH3TvE7fCh7WQlhOe5oiJV9foTMDWmWFQcsI8PGVmqzp4n40kJ5QLxrm2NDvEM4xmyDrd2qyF7tbT8AsoFs6xdUaQAL-yF9l1f1Kcouw-g8IhLey/s400/300379_10150901678680440_829240439_21503621_1799415901_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689813344234437586" border="0" /></a>{For the second night at Red Hyrdrant, we did a collaborative image making workshop- where we did some serious mind mapping and metaphor pushups with a packed room- to figure what should go on the banner we decided to make for Occupy Grand Rapids... using a stencil.}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipuwmpJyt7jlfvzdZW_3ENFQlRp80VlLgpZPdRk0yANGWR9U23UxRuVg7vGKh55mPZO3L5JT117ii9FbCgX75GXzgY3ebknkpqgzHGkvoM9ppYWlJxCT25xYGMtXM0AfEG1aQdNzJWBLZ0/s1600/302438_10150901686075440_829240439_21503722_1434750916_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipuwmpJyt7jlfvzdZW_3ENFQlRp80VlLgpZPdRk0yANGWR9U23UxRuVg7vGKh55mPZO3L5JT117ii9FbCgX75GXzgY3ebknkpqgzHGkvoM9ppYWlJxCT25xYGMtXM0AfEG1aQdNzJWBLZ0/s400/302438_10150901686075440_829240439_21503722_1434750916_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689813500398473762" border="0" /></a>{what do you get when you mix group input, collaborative drawing, mosquito net and masking tape?<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">a great stencil! (duh)}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTxMHxnQoCYkDpOZLobh4-PTq5suvINxAjc6sSZjbsUaN0AX1ZFvFufl8fTrhyo8jbxQJUuI7HWD2qYG5bKH6KdTylhLQNcXfKW9c4XBKhZz-vz-LKRdxMJKRSgcKvIM8QU5ytRhDL1yG/s1600/302311_10150901683175440_829240439_21503686_606398572_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitTxMHxnQoCYkDpOZLobh4-PTq5suvINxAjc6sSZjbsUaN0AX1ZFvFufl8fTrhyo8jbxQJUuI7HWD2qYG5bKH6KdTylhLQNcXfKW9c4XBKhZz-vz-LKRdxMJKRSgcKvIM8QU5ytRhDL1yG/s400/302311_10150901683175440_829240439_21503686_606398572_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689813354184487362" border="0" /></a>{fun.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg38bzmgwdnxpeFQJZAXD7APBbkIHk8XnDYPFIoH4dC7PR6OgPLm9u8VSWKAZGkoV0ciCSkKL4VJshTDg11nYtzBukxm8Z4AxbPUQHlAVY4ZH0mTAQkZNE1omewpq70llDYQMyL07VACeOP/s1600/IMG_5732.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg38bzmgwdnxpeFQJZAXD7APBbkIHk8XnDYPFIoH4dC7PR6OgPLm9u8VSWKAZGkoV0ciCSkKL4VJshTDg11nYtzBukxm8Z4AxbPUQHlAVY4ZH0mTAQkZNE1omewpq70llDYQMyL07VACeOP/s400/IMG_5732.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689785607666058978" border="0" /></a>{we also made small stencils on the side while we waited}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-TKChBXP0m_35hNui7HBhlQ-LOPtpdO1rTRu4dngS0m9Na7SCpieXKFzQEkUrQ5IHOKLS63NJV7clinwNP5mS3qsF_x9pkj3U4ZTSBz8xGtY-3isQkRi6VYd-KPWG2xe6rDifr2pyGCH/s1600/305395_10150901686935440_829240439_21503732_181810475_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-TKChBXP0m_35hNui7HBhlQ-LOPtpdO1rTRu4dngS0m9Na7SCpieXKFzQEkUrQ5IHOKLS63NJV7clinwNP5mS3qsF_x9pkj3U4ZTSBz8xGtY-3isQkRi6VYd-KPWG2xe6rDifr2pyGCH/s400/305395_10150901686935440_829240439_21503732_181810475_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689813498534722178" border="0" /></a>{For our third show at Red Hydrant, we did a kids focused afternoon. I spent most the time coloring on a poster... which somehow became a scene of zombie Apocalypse- and the zombie disease spread quickly... before i knew it the whole poster was green and there wasn't an animal left that had not been zombie-fied.}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgbPDb6s23oVBoM6rc5bF-tE38RDyxh0YUXZW5lKuVU_sUzlvlrTm8jWpWfB2J7wN3Z0jJIC2k7LVSDpCklRxSG8LdWYzSpEjerDjP0PAdVfCh2yMXUbnFyNro3ICoCiv1PqSLUtPsE-2/s1600/300128_10150901687260440_829240439_21503736_746165956_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBgbPDb6s23oVBoM6rc5bF-tE38RDyxh0YUXZW5lKuVU_sUzlvlrTm8jWpWfB2J7wN3Z0jJIC2k7LVSDpCklRxSG8LdWYzSpEjerDjP0PAdVfCh2yMXUbnFyNro3ICoCiv1PqSLUtPsE-2/s400/300128_10150901687260440_829240439_21503736_746165956_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689813344024859538" border="0" /></a>{group photo- take one!}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPKwtI4izGaXbIkEt8yUEKDTzbOflW2xEApjbrnf4cJbSDP2tKAJLAuyjXM0A7q1UnomwPeMeFE1rNL5aKKZVNgRFRVWb9EZJQNsePJLjA4Nd1KPPyibO3P8BSVlk0M44bct71ODd8jxBB/s1600/313445_10150901687975440_829240439_21503745_212445645_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPKwtI4izGaXbIkEt8yUEKDTzbOflW2xEApjbrnf4cJbSDP2tKAJLAuyjXM0A7q1UnomwPeMeFE1rNL5aKKZVNgRFRVWb9EZJQNsePJLjA4Nd1KPPyibO3P8BSVlk0M44bct71ODd8jxBB/s400/313445_10150901687975440_829240439_21503745_212445645_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689813505944393314" border="0" /></a>{And take two- outside on the roof.}<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OMp1kqpSOqLXdJPY5_ocZ7LD1K-J_RqdLguDSl0XcEshvFyCPOTAsS88cednptm1Jy3QA7tVslckX9K14DssPadsPK0dxKGgpda71FBK8_u_UH5jlERAfnFKO7wP4GGD_iumw1Bd_umR/s1600/DSCI1306.JPG"><br /></a>We stopped in at a really great collective space and visiting some friends- at Root Force- in Muskegon, MI- and then headed over to Ravenna HS to do some presentation in art classes- with a super rad 1st year teacher. We don't have any photos (idthink... do we?) but the teacher had sent us some reflections from the students after the presentations... including these gems:<br /><br />{image a photo kids doing cool things}<br /><p class="MsoNormal">“I think those guys had a strong message that has a strong purpose.<span> </span>I think that it’s cool that they used drawings to show us how mountain top removal is bad.<span> </span>It was awesome when they told us that each of these drawings has a story to tell.<span> </span>The thing that I liked the most is that they talked to us about it and they are people just about our age.<span> </span>It encourages any of us to stand up and use our voice no matter how old we are.” </p> <p class="MsoNormal">“I just really appreciate how they worked together and put their time in to make it here to <span class="il">Ravenna</span> High School.”<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal">“I learned to use issues in real life to be displayed through my own artwork.”</p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p><p class="MsoNormal">“The BeeHive Collective’s presentation changed the way I look at things. <span> </span>I’m not saying I’m a tree hugger, but every time I turn on a light or use the stove, I will think of the people’s stories.”</p><p class="MsoNormal">Dang. this shit is totally worth it. (thats not a quote from the students... to be clear)<br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OMp1kqpSOqLXdJPY5_ocZ7LD1K-J_RqdLguDSl0XcEshvFyCPOTAsS88cednptm1Jy3QA7tVslckX9K14DssPadsPK0dxKGgpda71FBK8_u_UH5jlERAfnFKO7wP4GGD_iumw1Bd_umR/s1600/DSCI1306.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OMp1kqpSOqLXdJPY5_ocZ7LD1K-J_RqdLguDSl0XcEshvFyCPOTAsS88cednptm1Jy3QA7tVslckX9K14DssPadsPK0dxKGgpda71FBK8_u_UH5jlERAfnFKO7wP4GGD_iumw1Bd_umR/s400/DSCI1306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689803859826425874" border="0" /></a>{After Ravenaa we headed into Canada- where we did a presentation at University of Waterloo, McMaster University, then headed to Toronto to hang with our bee friends who were there. We did a presentation and day of tabling at a farmers market- at a place called <a href="http://ebw.evergreen.ca/about">Brick Works</a>.}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXEZgP0Ds6nRVLipdtjuWqLXaT50ybrI2x9DhgRkuHu3HzYBGgW_ZLsTFinuuvonWcInTlpGBMQB226SkgwofZHB6ItsKzDUSitxql49URJ5r4NSaNaR6scm8yEkTJfzcxIoqL0Kdu3Onq/s1600/DSCI1300.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXEZgP0Ds6nRVLipdtjuWqLXaT50ybrI2x9DhgRkuHu3HzYBGgW_ZLsTFinuuvonWcInTlpGBMQB226SkgwofZHB6ItsKzDUSitxql49URJ5r4NSaNaR6scm8yEkTJfzcxIoqL0Kdu3Onq/s400/DSCI1300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689790934484375010" border="0" /></a>{Sponsors (of the space, generally, not our presentation specifically)... walmart.<br /></div> <div style="text-align: center;">my life is so weird.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJ-ndJEMQOPbBsriVg1sm9j3MsKVj-aBG0VHYD5vFmEf_rlhm_MN0fmvUd4eCe0hrolEQt3SiHt_f8lduGWVcuktZgW-cLObwkk77alOvQcx2wvzy-T3qePAA5yiIDgdMAtrWY-nn1Agn/s1600/DSCI1298.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtJ-ndJEMQOPbBsriVg1sm9j3MsKVj-aBG0VHYD5vFmEf_rlhm_MN0fmvUd4eCe0hrolEQt3SiHt_f8lduGWVcuktZgW-cLObwkk77alOvQcx2wvzy-T3qePAA5yiIDgdMAtrWY-nn1Agn/s400/DSCI1298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689803864034137138" border="0" /></a>{We also did a presentation about austerity measures and Free Trade- with some HS students- which- i think was my first time heading lara present. which, rocked.}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWztDdojZF6EyLlWiLPnIObzDIJhyphenhyphenJSBuc3asDx77IXQC7iv_7GK-x3Yd5bdtzUBN8fKtV6Eq1CrDkDHIfalUB9ScyRfDSKBYIowSympfMO3DQPrgYdoZkRaNP-WLQ7_qTuNNS5zZBrxV/s1600/DSCI1295.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuWztDdojZF6EyLlWiLPnIObzDIJhyphenhyphenJSBuc3asDx77IXQC7iv_7GK-x3Yd5bdtzUBN8fKtV6Eq1CrDkDHIfalUB9ScyRfDSKBYIowSympfMO3DQPrgYdoZkRaNP-WLQ7_qTuNNS5zZBrxV/s400/DSCI1295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689803867860082914" border="0" /></a>{and we got to see brea! (and nate- to spite not having photo proof of such things)}<br /><br />After Canada- we took another whirlwind to some favorite places- again without any photos (which- i have to say- isn't a lack of wanting or thinking of taking photos but due to the fact that i left my camera in canada... oops!) Including going to Skidmore to visit Becks (and do a presentation...) which was SOOO GREEATT! and a stop in Berea, Ohio.<br /><br />The last time I made a post- we were in Ann Harbor. Due to a mix of mid-tour tired and being sick- i have no photos from being there, even though it was a GREAT stop. We went there to go to the <a href="http://www.nasco.coop/front">NASCO </a>conference- which- was totally amazing!<br /><br />I got a chance to participate in two workshops by two organizations i had crushes on. The workshops have turned those crushed into full blown love attacks.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />One was a facilitation workshop (my first ever?) by <a href="http://aortacollective.org/">AORTA collective</a> (check out their points of unity, by scrolling over About Us. It's SO DREAMY). It was so good, and has proven very helpful to me as I continue to learn and grow how to be a better facilitator. (ok- truth time- i have day dreams about working with them. like- lots of day dreams)<br /><br />and I went to a training lead by <a href="http://phillystandsup.wordpress.com/">Philly Stand Up</a>- a group from philly dedicated to<br /><div class="description">'practicing transformative justice to confront sexual assault through community accountability.' they are mind blowingly great, and i'm so stoked to continue to think about the work they do and figure out how to learn from them in the future.<br /><br />Plus- while in Ann Harbor- I got to stay with Elias. Who is great. Just look at this guy...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMioZQfAHgJqd4m3yk8U7ApqPEBo1WGnvPno8hI_PIoOOU6xZksc6MtTzN3ozAtnuuOMwjecCnc6ALguKqbnI2rDoSnEN2q5OKQgcZ8QxsZuwDlst-t9vksdsnlq3_440dBVHal3BBbH2x/s1600/5575307977_b6dbe724c2_o.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMioZQfAHgJqd4m3yk8U7ApqPEBo1WGnvPno8hI_PIoOOU6xZksc6MtTzN3ozAtnuuOMwjecCnc6ALguKqbnI2rDoSnEN2q5OKQgcZ8QxsZuwDlst-t9vksdsnlq3_440dBVHal3BBbH2x/s400/5575307977_b6dbe724c2_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689817038619510994" border="0" /></a>{photo stolen- without permission- from his <a href="http://schewel.blogspot.com/">blog</a>}<br /><br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglAmQA3nquA6JXSlsj1GzrCe54CbL2bfMGodO5CjpF8FiP_n_Ky33HO-hJguARxT9_IjnsxmIx5eiFq2PWtquXXMYJXQh-3Qg-3HHmUZLZuGUvMdsCfVcEf2jmpsze_TXzl4rIt2G1sQL8/s1600/IMG_5802.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglAmQA3nquA6JXSlsj1GzrCe54CbL2bfMGodO5CjpF8FiP_n_Ky33HO-hJguARxT9_IjnsxmIx5eiFq2PWtquXXMYJXQh-3Qg-3HHmUZLZuGUvMdsCfVcEf2jmpsze_TXzl4rIt2G1sQL8/s400/IMG_5802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689783543240527378" border="0" /></a>{We presented at a co-op bar in Milwaukee, <a href="http://riverwestpublichouse.wordpress.com/">Public-House.</a> It's one of only two in the country- and in addition to serving excellent beer (and coffee)- they also have community events. at the bar. it's super cool. Plus, I met some really great teachers- who were all kinda of fired up about unions, and life generally. It was awesome.}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLgmMa6iyjkOUTbPgDhkB5NiPXa7AOpjPUUtUjDUFTj2ZAgve04fOxctKPZU_JHB_xKpIFJhnjMtlzw2XZkIUvYy8ztCRi8DvIlNHuA1ebWPsUU96dzDvyk56hCCqbgu596-dISgZzCzL/s1600/IMG_5796.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRLgmMa6iyjkOUTbPgDhkB5NiPXa7AOpjPUUtUjDUFTj2ZAgve04fOxctKPZU_JHB_xKpIFJhnjMtlzw2XZkIUvYy8ztCRi8DvIlNHuA1ebWPsUU96dzDvyk56hCCqbgu596-dISgZzCzL/s400/IMG_5796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689784567873637970" border="0" /></a>{And tylers brother lives in Milwaukee and came to the presentation- plus we got to hang out with him- which- was great.}<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeN9E2pkoKI3J599Gu5mDRU3nKAZHKbAawedK1kGaJv_WqOxYzutpgmecyTyf97d86y61qFOnwnOY9ngW4qhjO42SK7CDzwsTQFIgXHNxyVBlEZOejo2zvanTrGqc72GP_bFAyOKahSVn/s1600/IMG_5809.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeN9E2pkoKI3J599Gu5mDRU3nKAZHKbAawedK1kGaJv_WqOxYzutpgmecyTyf97d86y61qFOnwnOY9ngW4qhjO42SK7CDzwsTQFIgXHNxyVBlEZOejo2zvanTrGqc72GP_bFAyOKahSVn/s400/IMG_5809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689784574968563634" border="0" /></a>{One of our bigger presentation of tour was in Appleton, WI. Folks were SO into it... bam! amazing post show conversations.}<br /><br />Additioanlly- other photo free places Kalamazoo, Chicago, Beloit, Ripon, and back to Chicago- for the <a href="http://www.t4sj.org/">Teachers for Social Justice conference</a>. It was SO great to be there, and be surrounded by really rad folks working in the public school system. so cool. I definitely walked away feeling super inspired to figure out ways to work more with students.<br /><br />From Chicago- I got on a bus and was back in Ohio for thanksgiving. Of course, lots of stuff has happened between now and then, but... one thing at a time.<br /><br />sneak peak of my life in Ohio?<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjclz-q-oPn8JNzfq4ivR7fp0V0eEPnQVEdnzyCZ7fY_rBnc81ltwKIY787VHKrvkEVy9g86n0yFQoiosM4Lyc-flNZtwN2TSrRibKEg-L-5i-y-egjiyTJ306H7JNWoZWFSrERDQJktvUT/s1600/396322_305081592865970_100000923964319_933866_504711436_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjclz-q-oPn8JNzfq4ivR7fp0V0eEPnQVEdnzyCZ7fY_rBnc81ltwKIY787VHKrvkEVy9g86n0yFQoiosM4Lyc-flNZtwN2TSrRibKEg-L-5i-y-egjiyTJ306H7JNWoZWFSrERDQJktvUT/s400/396322_305081592865970_100000923964319_933866_504711436_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689821355577213666" border="0" /></a>{baby mania}<br /><br /></div>molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-70425695057612573142011-11-04T12:29:00.000-07:002011-11-04T15:00:08.964-07:00ten states later...we left Machias, ME on Sept 9.<br /><br />Since then- we've done presentations or workshops in ten states (including Ontario). Miles traveled? Meals shared? Rocks collected (for a nephew who loves rocks...)? New friends made?<br /><br />shoot. who knows. Sometimes- it feels a bit like a broken record... but... it can all become part of the whirlwind.<br /><br />Mostly, I haven't taken that many photos. And while in Ontario, i left my camera behind (but thanks to a great kittycat and zebracorn (aka: nate and brea), it should be to me via mail when we get to beloit). Which is to say- these photos are just some clips. From a few places along the way-- next time (when I have my camera back, when i take the time to take photos tyler has taken, when i'm not on the road...), hopefully I'll have some more from this time period, and new things too.<br /><br />Here goes...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja8-w6hLatavolMcm3L2qKqhwuPNS0X5B8loW9gzXTn-LheXk_GxpWydnGF1_O3SoXHbCtOIoO71SabVD_cytb9pZPi-wFobkxOkA2efD8839epkEcJ9x-wn1aSkhDXhEeLakrUjv8Rsdc/s1600/DSCI1181.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEja8-w6hLatavolMcm3L2qKqhwuPNS0X5B8loW9gzXTn-LheXk_GxpWydnGF1_O3SoXHbCtOIoO71SabVD_cytb9pZPi-wFobkxOkA2efD8839epkEcJ9x-wn1aSkhDXhEeLakrUjv8Rsdc/s400/DSCI1181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671228308226536002" border="0" /></a>{Nikki at Chutes Park- Massey, Ontario- early in the morning on our way from Maine to the Upper Peninsula. When we crossed the boarder- the boarder patrol was not to keen to my journal stating we were camped there under not super legal conditions. I was not too keen to boarder patrol reading my journal...}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2YiNL9TFpawU-11gO7ngSxeRxI7AwZg9EIr7nJlZOqEQ7FfmKmJ0FaW7aT6agSH7EcKxbBW2saYKySjLLgSX6R2VIvXFcFVbUZhyphenhyphenshBBxuVnKlQICBeqeDJGUlpil6OgyCKUypLsiUpg/s1600/DSCI1183.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhf2YiNL9TFpawU-11gO7ngSxeRxI7AwZg9EIr7nJlZOqEQ7FfmKmJ0FaW7aT6agSH7EcKxbBW2saYKySjLLgSX6R2VIvXFcFVbUZhyphenhyphenshBBxuVnKlQICBeqeDJGUlpil6OgyCKUypLsiUpg/s400/DSCI1183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671228312164044994" border="0" /></a>{stopping to check the truck- which turns out- was the alternator going out in the middle of the UP. no good. The photo? well- it's for miss recent... while I don't think of food in terms of nuggets, she, and apparently canadians sometimes do}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnIJra8093xjikBsD40ARPM2oHx1Kzjv_jf2a3Gf6tD9UhcU4ASvljvdlWw1np4wmxrgymaAcKNbHhJE0VoU0CwMwBGOMcU3d4hfL9aLwfK9P_tHlShOO9rtSYDR24r4x2xcPvZYPqvmwo/s1600/DSCI1188.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnIJra8093xjikBsD40ARPM2oHx1Kzjv_jf2a3Gf6tD9UhcU4ASvljvdlWw1np4wmxrgymaAcKNbHhJE0VoU0CwMwBGOMcU3d4hfL9aLwfK9P_tHlShOO9rtSYDR24r4x2xcPvZYPqvmwo/s400/DSCI1188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671228325734484338" border="0" /></a>{a short break on the beautiful lake superior}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpV-bsuqVqa-OmxiZgM3cvah_HydZtsR2OTqxN7RsbpO81taXrTKrgbtZ4IuAD7ptC-AAYTRDRmSAlhASwTLo27nVszhqRWL9QrHznpTXC5Dekzg52P06LbkyXVjJH-KelsNujoUUnNGAr/s1600/DSCI1194.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpV-bsuqVqa-OmxiZgM3cvah_HydZtsR2OTqxN7RsbpO81taXrTKrgbtZ4IuAD7ptC-AAYTRDRmSAlhASwTLo27nVszhqRWL9QrHznpTXC5Dekzg52P06LbkyXVjJH-KelsNujoUUnNGAr/s400/DSCI1194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671228331393080498" border="0" /></a>{In Minneappolis, we tried something new and totally different. At the <a href="http://minnehahafreespace.org/">Minnehaha Free Space-</a> a radical community center- we were asked to do a workshop on popular education tools. Here, we're doing something called the Tree of Knowledge- which challenges us to rethink 'knowledge' and gain understanding of what our communities already know, and what we want to learn.}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLxgpA-jXAMmnIZ34NSU7mK4b1rOTL7twyQzYyBhxiajpi1LdkrtsMQHGSOItadVXEO3c4ZxemJ-iB4kO-pEMvtwfGwDv3VTqSdvdcyGHJnq3giv3vCyOM-R1xMsXUCmqkIt4NP0z4dHlP/s1600/DSCI1199.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLxgpA-jXAMmnIZ34NSU7mK4b1rOTL7twyQzYyBhxiajpi1LdkrtsMQHGSOItadVXEO3c4ZxemJ-iB4kO-pEMvtwfGwDv3VTqSdvdcyGHJnq3giv3vCyOM-R1xMsXUCmqkIt4NP0z4dHlP/s400/DSCI1199.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671228334001829970" border="0" /></a>{Tyler leading a mind mapping workshop at Minnehaha. Overall- the 2 hours slot- which was JAMMED full of sessions, went well I think. and- like many times when you try something new- we learned ALOT of things and hopefully can do it even better next time!}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4h-Zbh_-R7_vDlUD4SbyN5UAE7gZpO3OnJKw0GeeJsKRYMpA5MwPK4gcwA3LFZtonXsNj58vo1B2EE6_DERPr_5grh9GiqhEOFKlF-KxE1sWD_0SNaNZBpkZ3oNjlSysAWc92-CABWnRT/s1600/DSCI1203.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4h-Zbh_-R7_vDlUD4SbyN5UAE7gZpO3OnJKw0GeeJsKRYMpA5MwPK4gcwA3LFZtonXsNj58vo1B2EE6_DERPr_5grh9GiqhEOFKlF-KxE1sWD_0SNaNZBpkZ3oNjlSysAWc92-CABWnRT/s400/DSCI1203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671230444094081218" border="0" /></a>{Lemonade and books... with our tour host Nick who set us up with a full on schedule while we were in Lincoln, NE}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk5_-HhAvmXYYElhw-oEd3HEW-zvhwCk4eDBHZ4MxQQlTLO8eVy9tztkI05oZ1opGaR7s6peIpb6xw67G_mH0B7tJau2un4TpDxgUqgvVu1kwWfUOXDlNn2Qck7shxJ7yx43IjGsXVi5FI/s1600/DSCI1206.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk5_-HhAvmXYYElhw-oEd3HEW-zvhwCk4eDBHZ4MxQQlTLO8eVy9tztkI05oZ1opGaR7s6peIpb6xw67G_mH0B7tJau2un4TpDxgUqgvVu1kwWfUOXDlNn2Qck7shxJ7yx43IjGsXVi5FI/s400/DSCI1206.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671230447514518674" border="0" /></a>{While in Lincoln, we went to a child care service offered during ESL classes. For the most part, the kids were not that interested in our graphic, but some of them are were- for sure}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXn2OwmK_wOhnQzpl9jsmXTm8OOCHKlhR_ptY418BwXM3fX-9hOpMbrdI8zcjqGWBl1ixAxg48akVfSGQtsxNbb15LoFJjGeUuG38JcltbgE9ezme_RtKH2I4H3pag2NH1IOpH4IlR75dK/s1600/DSCI1207.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXn2OwmK_wOhnQzpl9jsmXTm8OOCHKlhR_ptY418BwXM3fX-9hOpMbrdI8zcjqGWBl1ixAxg48akVfSGQtsxNbb15LoFJjGeUuG38JcltbgE9ezme_RtKH2I4H3pag2NH1IOpH4IlR75dK/s400/DSCI1207.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671230458987943010" border="0" /></a>{A lot of the families that go to these classes are refugees- Lincoln being a city where refugees often get relocated. Our language and cultural differences became really clear- but... beehive posters really do work as a good way to break some of those things down and... allow us to just color some pretty pictures together for a while}<br /></div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX8xCIBEtA_tbS8TUsN4jpaZXfVEyMqBeP-lfbxR7LDPUQPCdMCcYLzF377lBjIRBNWUny4fzZEkT7TGjbLshb1olJ0WGANdkdIBaHqM0NNGPynyyXtZF20Yb1ek7lGroVuTpDE58_7ut0/s1600/DSCI1214.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjX8xCIBEtA_tbS8TUsN4jpaZXfVEyMqBeP-lfbxR7LDPUQPCdMCcYLzF377lBjIRBNWUny4fzZEkT7TGjbLshb1olJ0WGANdkdIBaHqM0NNGPynyyXtZF20Yb1ek7lGroVuTpDE58_7ut0/s400/DSCI1214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671230466069862018" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcOWTbaz1DnsNXnMaFr7FvYX1gVF7ddFlw0M-t8uqqjiy8Z5BftK6f2jUqIxfiZg2ZDBAOCy7TFRa99B0WzEBH-b9akKoqxwddWqO811zq9ZcuoJ6PcCEu_AAhNH4KMSZEWsuXOwDD7pED/s1600/DSCI1221.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcOWTbaz1DnsNXnMaFr7FvYX1gVF7ddFlw0M-t8uqqjiy8Z5BftK6f2jUqIxfiZg2ZDBAOCy7TFRa99B0WzEBH-b9akKoqxwddWqO811zq9ZcuoJ6PcCEu_AAhNH4KMSZEWsuXOwDD7pED/s400/DSCI1221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671259608438218482" border="0" /></a>{at Indigo books- we had a FULL house for our workshop}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJK0IvjbGwmU33laYcp-9xNYz2ucrcDTkD6M9RrJjmt4K4WXGE0pTLxSCGYUHKxZR7nq2ol8OjL9B-v15W0cANG_mCuAT66xe3UdOd6U44wsEhUwVrOf0B_aKMSmSJT5fvaz4Ei6p3G_wq/s1600/DSCI1227.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJK0IvjbGwmU33laYcp-9xNYz2ucrcDTkD6M9RrJjmt4K4WXGE0pTLxSCGYUHKxZR7nq2ol8OjL9B-v15W0cANG_mCuAT66xe3UdOd6U44wsEhUwVrOf0B_aKMSmSJT5fvaz4Ei6p3G_wq/s400/DSCI1227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671259615080204194" border="0" /></a>{we had small groups- to share stories they see in the poster and share it with everyone else. we asked folks to look at connections between MTR and tar sands- as the proposed Keystone XL pipe is set to go through NE--- and folks there are working REAL hard to make sure that doesn't happen}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-RQw6d6ExgPHA7X7Vj1nuJSnGXzWZ7guX0oiu1QQiFmvQojUlyPql8c0qmJ9Edaj6l3Hu_c4SET8hzPdmFI0eU5vAEpt_jl4M_Iy03YyUDt5Wn5zCxNP0NKZdYopyxXx-pnn-IenwynA/s1600/DSCI1231.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz-RQw6d6ExgPHA7X7Vj1nuJSnGXzWZ7guX0oiu1QQiFmvQojUlyPql8c0qmJ9Edaj6l3Hu_c4SET8hzPdmFI0eU5vAEpt_jl4M_Iy03YyUDt5Wn5zCxNP0NKZdYopyxXx-pnn-IenwynA/s400/DSCI1231.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671238825173701938" border="0" /></a>{At a vegetarian Cafe- McFosters- in Omaha Nebraska- a family stopped by to check us out- and their little boy LOVED playing hide and seek between the banner}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKC-uzTjSeHs8Yl28ktZPMQkENByrKg_RZQd8NVfTEykO-R3YADcvbnlhFQdKjDyiIiTMVUfaf67mqeVKuTxDEQcV017aMA0LOgxVk05vi8K9QAmECe0tOwANSUSzJ9httBYdPJJ-MxTTB/s1600/DSCI1234.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKC-uzTjSeHs8Yl28ktZPMQkENByrKg_RZQd8NVfTEykO-R3YADcvbnlhFQdKjDyiIiTMVUfaf67mqeVKuTxDEQcV017aMA0LOgxVk05vi8K9QAmECe0tOwANSUSzJ9httBYdPJJ-MxTTB/s400/DSCI1234.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671238817491910370" border="0" /></a>{on a day off- we visited nikkis friends Sarah and Chase- and went out to Chase's uncles farm- <a href="http://www.lawrencefarmersmarket.com/vendors/irick_farms.html">Irick Farms</a>.}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDzBRORiVsxSgimT42PiTeVy66oYABCI67kX8J1xi9s2mkuHK-QsPIOfHypnGNsJD1pDAgvlQZ7DKap8-zMh5QB4ybiG3fkW4HuLLK9IbzrhVhvt-RsesrqhNFKWgYxZZcWMbuWEqsrr8U/s1600/DSCI1236.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDzBRORiVsxSgimT42PiTeVy66oYABCI67kX8J1xi9s2mkuHK-QsPIOfHypnGNsJD1pDAgvlQZ7DKap8-zMh5QB4ybiG3fkW4HuLLK9IbzrhVhvt-RsesrqhNFKWgYxZZcWMbuWEqsrr8U/s400/DSCI1236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671238811402901138" border="0" /></a>{It wasn't warm anymore- but... I still made sure to get in the last swim of the season in the spring fed pond- and nikki got time to catch up with her friends}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDAtteendlHhazwC9shd6LPXYHxJE7zRgbTvyyxQmifND60XhPAT_X2EWJReEG98uKrY18zDqJQ5D7DZRZRnERiN48reR1O-mLGR_T8ryIjHa7Mqt2nA_pG2-ntrJmbDkNeb1teHagG9m0/s1600/DSCI1240.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDAtteendlHhazwC9shd6LPXYHxJE7zRgbTvyyxQmifND60XhPAT_X2EWJReEG98uKrY18zDqJQ5D7DZRZRnERiN48reR1O-mLGR_T8ryIjHa7Mqt2nA_pG2-ntrJmbDkNeb1teHagG9m0/s400/DSCI1240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671236846974980082" border="0" /></a>{before leaving the farm- we had a chance to pick some food- green beans and squash. we cooked it, along with the fish Chase caught, that night for dinner}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-KfKQM7NC7D40NBkxq0ocA70ubGFnyMYnav_g3NRoITe1ZcYklFqJzY8-sfdd1shZWIGbM9rZH9hZB_91o2SGQ3KglO-D_AKPMvgdJzaghdyK-9iJT_g_ILSC0lrAO6GNa-9MD94DqRc8/s1600/DSCI1246.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-KfKQM7NC7D40NBkxq0ocA70ubGFnyMYnav_g3NRoITe1ZcYklFqJzY8-sfdd1shZWIGbM9rZH9hZB_91o2SGQ3KglO-D_AKPMvgdJzaghdyK-9iJT_g_ILSC0lrAO6GNa-9MD94DqRc8/s400/DSCI1246.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671236839824211122" border="0" /></a>{setting up for a presentation in Lawrence, KS at the <a href="http://ecmku.org/">Ecumenical Campus Ministries</a>}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9UmfvYDWDa02ZORpWiWgPN9BIJX-IiA5WJKXhI2mUXb2VDOHLdVUvm8SZT8hFJDFivA5JSnvMz35bMmeEx0l5QAj03zZxBI3H0X8bzg-atyV6JBrVGpC3HcMvwu8X-LsPNe-7yZDHa2S9/s1600/DSCI1254.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9UmfvYDWDa02ZORpWiWgPN9BIJX-IiA5WJKXhI2mUXb2VDOHLdVUvm8SZT8hFJDFivA5JSnvMz35bMmeEx0l5QAj03zZxBI3H0X8bzg-atyV6JBrVGpC3HcMvwu8X-LsPNe-7yZDHa2S9/s400/DSCI1254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671236834132006162" border="0" /></a>{We went for a hike on the campus prairie preserve... it was really beautiful}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mS-NoBmsKp856psup_J0Yp-PVAmll2dSQSfhK37w4l4Gwo3-okfZPIMEtXDj_JE9hDsP0eWYJJ3EGSr3jBzLladJMAp7cop2cfkunOxy9qRlg7grqY9Q2x8FxJwh2TDQpoFOMJjh5SXP/s1600/DSCI1256.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3mS-NoBmsKp856psup_J0Yp-PVAmll2dSQSfhK37w4l4Gwo3-okfZPIMEtXDj_JE9hDsP0eWYJJ3EGSr3jBzLladJMAp7cop2cfkunOxy9qRlg7grqY9Q2x8FxJwh2TDQpoFOMJjh5SXP/s400/DSCI1256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671234005087920034" border="0" /></a>{Neil gave us each a gift--- hand sewn, hand weaved, hand died hats! so we now all have matching ones}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpxfkQ5VDPMgtBFLij-emwWaRhCSmhuCC23Dl5tficw15w3571kOyVVB2gMjDZniW05Men5gZLbZnAYpo8iYUvKK0povyKpjATu0BV35xVUwzf8Vdu_stGXAPvgGkS2xjwDxmhA3YR0hK0/s1600/DSCI1259.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpxfkQ5VDPMgtBFLij-emwWaRhCSmhuCC23Dl5tficw15w3571kOyVVB2gMjDZniW05Men5gZLbZnAYpo8iYUvKK0povyKpjATu0BV35xVUwzf8Vdu_stGXAPvgGkS2xjwDxmhA3YR0hK0/s400/DSCI1259.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671234000796196546" border="0" /></a>{staked heads. all with hats}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNA1p_UUgJzgLtYP5PSke2UgtkUQp1xjabt-CH_upJMbL6Dj2kRCtC_cnK9mLzPBRI5othd9TAhgFwdgaIR_619qkekO-qa0eTDYFsxcp9BqchUBUkTCW4-2nH2nYA-kb-z4G49-ZuBjTH/s1600/DSCI1261.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNA1p_UUgJzgLtYP5PSke2UgtkUQp1xjabt-CH_upJMbL6Dj2kRCtC_cnK9mLzPBRI5othd9TAhgFwdgaIR_619qkekO-qa0eTDYFsxcp9BqchUBUkTCW4-2nH2nYA-kb-z4G49-ZuBjTH/s400/DSCI1261.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671233987415028994" border="0" /></a>{In Colombia, MO- we did a few small presentations- including one on the FTAA- free trade area of the americas- graphic at a <a href="http://www.foodnotbombs.net/">Food Not Bombs</a> meal}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Saznd2w_bYnHsaKevzOBAxvOMDp1s8feJwo-qFrATzx5r_ahSDILm1qXl8gfJD-cI1thvV60cg6v-PhRMYVV98nlem-6PKp9-sEVrMIvQM7F3EEIIhAgYgAEZoHMdXZkvodzqPTHIlEp/s1600/DSCI1265.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4Saznd2w_bYnHsaKevzOBAxvOMDp1s8feJwo-qFrATzx5r_ahSDILm1qXl8gfJD-cI1thvV60cg6v-PhRMYVV98nlem-6PKp9-sEVrMIvQM7F3EEIIhAgYgAEZoHMdXZkvodzqPTHIlEp/s400/DSCI1265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671233983059454130" border="0" /></a>{we tried to focus in on food- because like many parts of the US- Colombia is bought and paid for by a dirty industry--- monsanto. their agricultural dept at the college there--- gets lots of cash from monsanto. i wonder what their research says about it...}<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">This last photo- is from about a month ago. which is to say- theres a lot more (i think. either way- they are for later).<br /><br /><br /></div></div><br />I've been making an intentional note of writing in a journal every night. I think I've actually done that, which, is pretty cool (i think). It's been really nice to keep track of whats happening, catch the small things and the big ones too. Being on the road, meeting amazing new people (which- the beehive has this trick of bringing the best, most inspiring people together from each community... or so it seems at least. its a good trick...), and working very closely with 2 others... you learn a lot about yourself. It's kinda hard to put those lessons down on paper (err- screen?), but it's kinda like being put into a pressure cooker--- things speed up and i feel like i learn more about myself more quickly. maybe sometime i'll figure out how to share those lessons...<br /><br />those lessons are the small things- though they sure do have big impacts on my life- the internal thoughts and reactions, the 'next time i'll be able to react differently/communicate more clearly,' the small personal interactions that shines light on why this work seems important...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">and then- there are the big things. the clear and obvious-<br /> and totally amazing thing<br /></div><br />When going through Ohio (a time when I completely failed to take photos... common! really??) <span style="font-style: italic;">i got to meet my new nephew- frtiz</span>. and celebrate kaylas 2nd birthday. and have a big ol family meal (family, babies, bees, mattie... oh my!) to celebrate my mamas birthday. hung out with emma, saw her cool new job place. plus! i did a presentation in my hometown- and met some new folks- and, and, and! family. friends. connections. <span style="font-weight: bold;">ohio</span>. it's ALWAYS a big deal.<br /><br />We've gotten to see many 'Occupy' whatever-city, hear lessons from those involved, see and listen in on general assemblies---- watch it all. from the outside. And of course, sharing thoughts from folks far away (like New Orleans, NYC, Boston...). It's been pretty amazing. Some days- I feel like it's all a show. Other days, I go 'holy shit,' this is for real. it's starting something real. (check this tumbler post- <a href="http://radoccupier.tumblr.com/post/11941387777/this-isnt-a-campaign">this isn't a campaign</a>- that i really enjoyed from a friend)<br /><br />My mama is heading to DC this weekend- to be one of over 5,000 participants in getting down with some civil disobedience to stop<a href="http://salsa3.salsalabs.com/o/2133/p/salsa/web/common/public/signup?signup_page_KEY=6006"> Keystone XL pipeline</a> (Tar Sands). Wish I could be there- but so stoked my mama is going (may or may not have talked about that during a presentation...)<br /><br />I found out Sonia is planning to stay in Ohio now that she and James are back from their year long global travels... that rocks. I can't wait to hear about what they'll be up to...<br /><br />My amazing <a href="http://rampscampaign.org/">mtr stopping</a> friends have found themselves in and out of court- for the tree sit they did this summer. And, since being on the road- I've gotten to stay with Becks (just a few days ago) and am now staying with Eli. Win, win, win!<br /><br />there are probably other really big things. and LOTS of small things.<br /><br />And now- I'm sitting in the University of Michigan Union (student center), blogging through a fuzzy head (i'm getting sick-- oh no!), while we wait to set up our table for the <a href="http://www.nasco.coop/front">NASCO (north american students of cooperation) </a>conference.<br /><br />From here? kalamazoo, chicago, beloit... (etc). a few more weeks of tour before we settle in for our winter beehive meetings in early december....molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-12245186327346277152011-09-05T16:11:00.000-07:002011-09-08T12:30:45.035-07:00between then and nowjust a quick post with some photos from the time between the Blackfly Ball and... now!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmHmWTWc8pALuG1km00kKmk6sb5o6qiM2ZO8yLtTPpTDacUMJUhM2yxdl6tK7KjWNNorgBTUw-NZ2-Ol0l_B8rjUhDiuc5qFH6ql6PkwmTocst_aducoG23RgotoQbCMjTj3isKfxsEax/s1600/110820-46-bfb-9501.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcmHmWTWc8pALuG1km00kKmk6sb5o6qiM2ZO8yLtTPpTDacUMJUhM2yxdl6tK7KjWNNorgBTUw-NZ2-Ol0l_B8rjUhDiuc5qFH6ql6PkwmTocst_aducoG23RgotoQbCMjTj3isKfxsEax/s400/110820-46-bfb-9501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649017341011758034" border="0" /></a>{serving food, in underwear}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi80vSdz3u7OwhqM9lPzYzYJS9YyqSAI5vkdw53UMEZ71RmMJIB1p8vZrnkhUryBlNrSI_TeTed4VFmnjvxUpDpludbp3njgbC2dIiZwPdmJEvpi0y4eEQsWOHhvMeaOVluqBkvpr1xL5K5/s1600/110820-23-bfb-9190.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi80vSdz3u7OwhqM9lPzYzYJS9YyqSAI5vkdw53UMEZ71RmMJIB1p8vZrnkhUryBlNrSI_TeTed4VFmnjvxUpDpludbp3njgbC2dIiZwPdmJEvpi0y4eEQsWOHhvMeaOVluqBkvpr1xL5K5/s400/110820-23-bfb-9190.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649017335431211874" border="0" /></a>{flag team dancing with Hungry March}<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc4eTDNKPWo9XHE0WqaGt0aNlpfWdIvDLHCrSIc61X2L9Lz8lYEtNfu_WDr2N-kIFIOyXDjZRVUNw69b5W_UDDdtKxM5X_anztQRY6hR73OxHV4XLn6tG7_3Ar9oQ9BX1JEc91gyP0ZQjq/s1600/110820-19-bfb-9140.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc4eTDNKPWo9XHE0WqaGt0aNlpfWdIvDLHCrSIc61X2L9Lz8lYEtNfu_WDr2N-kIFIOyXDjZRVUNw69b5W_UDDdtKxM5X_anztQRY6hR73OxHV4XLn6tG7_3Ar9oQ9BX1JEc91gyP0ZQjq/s400/110820-19-bfb-9140.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649017333819170226" border="0" /></a>{long line of baked goods!}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTxF3WFZCeKOkg19tEAMk06Fu07eWVc3VOVUe2hUeC4wtJGJG_Nj7iGaP-msMRuCNaxP9qgCLx4n5k7Fq1y8_TOvTiHgUwEAC8jLtLRwgKUiPuvopAKFanu4SO5sJ5KkcDx7jTM8bADZhI/s1600/338948_1970365664980_1418130034_31730630_5849963_o.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoDHwNKO4yNVq_B7xzBhoRyuQXhsfEtN8tyqMkiPGngz917nuDXDZEB_-dHojZmJgRlAPwKbeftTtT8zF_8DyEgQPXFimAfUVvVGng0TA5RuI3icqoah3oJ-lbQ4lognGq-bgg59dnfV6R/s400/110820-116-bfb-0457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649018643543599506" border="0" /></a>{Ukulele Orchestra- a machias specialty)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YVZTSFOuzzlOEq8TWoZwZutqvfQzzXuz02vZbl8sp0tMvSSQ7o9vUZf7UYAomfYRlXhtdw9uUFoPULWIXJiyY9kjazXjuOK5WwOdeDngbrjdYPtiID2C1mBrF_36060BybJkR6QfDuXm/s1600/110820-106-bfb-0198.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5YVZTSFOuzzlOEq8TWoZwZutqvfQzzXuz02vZbl8sp0tMvSSQ7o9vUZf7UYAomfYRlXhtdw9uUFoPULWIXJiyY9kjazXjuOK5WwOdeDngbrjdYPtiID2C1mBrF_36060BybJkR6QfDuXm/s400/110820-106-bfb-0198.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649018641389648066" border="0" /></a>{Shirim Klezmer Orchestra--- partly funded by my first grant!}<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiLUGQJmIoZcywek8RV7t3GyufTrPDnI6jkL9wf471LVARQnhzNHtUBr9-PD5vO7qUPN7qTUmoKACJw8ttWwSIescZpCrDrZK8CDay1trygm9dluXJ5QKy2NyELO9q5vvT7MihvPULNcmw/s1600/110820-120-bfb-0513.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWzZZLn3ZLRArNc7Oiyamv-GrUge_xIoKUsL58E7cb8xw_xSXRN6_XDifABjnUPaBSaNFgBTZFnn6d6-XsB5Mgu1nQg2ySCQ34EP1q6v1UBQaee0fETbyyh5YM-DhIZeQxic-6HTojuPw/s400/305252_1970381945387_1418130034_31730653_1742182_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650065754302743010" border="0" /></a>{we went hiking on the oh-so-beautiful bold coast}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHaZDAXqP2Jzs4yzmbBQPWZcyUQpZvPLzuwGcj8Da9N8XgXNhkE8aBKyPRkJitwn_S9rLePrBgVDlujKJg_nwxSdK7I4xtJNnf2r1Wh6oJ5aX8J0KJBvhvHvYO74e6DlFQudGO9NP5iX_2/s1600/316026_1970384625454_1418130034_31730661_1871705_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHaZDAXqP2Jzs4yzmbBQPWZcyUQpZvPLzuwGcj8Da9N8XgXNhkE8aBKyPRkJitwn_S9rLePrBgVDlujKJg_nwxSdK7I4xtJNnf2r1Wh6oJ5aX8J0KJBvhvHvYO74e6DlFQudGO9NP5iX_2/s400/316026_1970384625454_1418130034_31730661_1871705_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650065825617895394" border="0" /></a>{and Caroline- emmas friend from school- came too, it was so cool to hang out with her}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZKmij-AMbrGwxNrFAHX_OsbXG27qbYVx6X5e3SW3hXg8dPVN07gO5R4kkYH6tIEKZjX60cHAvTreksIblDp1BalZ5rnYopzcBTnVsnZmB4fZiACtECMVAYqTWkKmeQGLCV9cUEd5C8CPz/s1600/297277_1970383545427_1418130034_31730658_2299298_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixsLseLpL4gMJsdT7pMXEt2FybHZzR4B1WdWjd8b1WyC0qsODJdCpzhX-gIn7cwhbVO84tdOAapTGSQkA4rLyrTPiKhJ-kdg-cV-f_xVfByL5fCmbAyKRs9vbD393Lr4vGoOTD0zvUcvp-/s400/DSCI1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650068077923363506" border="0" /></a>{and as quickly as my lovely ohio folk came, they went. and then i went hiking up<a href="http://www.baxterstateparkauthority.com/"> mount katahdin</a>- the largest peak in Maine (5000 ft or so), with some lovely bee folk.}<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR6qZO3UuJ40TNNe3qjQgl_zTy9i1saocNh_bYtihaqiy3GBSI7cDnD-DzOayi5PRo1M-2GDdvfo2N41NZAMwU2KBZHu7Vp_yrSg2v_4VCrpzGlICmZf0vIizhNZTm-JiFWNJmM0fDKwP2/s1600/DSCI1122.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjR6qZO3UuJ40TNNe3qjQgl_zTy9i1saocNh_bYtihaqiy3GBSI7cDnD-DzOayi5PRo1M-2GDdvfo2N41NZAMwU2KBZHu7Vp_yrSg2v_4VCrpzGlICmZf0vIizhNZTm-JiFWNJmM0fDKwP2/s400/DSCI1122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650068082527740194" border="0" /></a>{agent- who scaled the mt faster than anyone else- did it with a busted appendix (without knowing it). She's doing much better now... but what the heck!?}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy-pBjyv4QNDMyYVaMY1DUGYCcRuVgTMm7wAwzyGknPY7HQwFCr4KWgUr-BIqxcRK-EguPUsoAKsgd9_NW9ISGrhVq1EB6gcSE6N_PPT2BtGZZZKpFpzqqQhIAqTn3ev9l24HRvRbUqAz-/s1600/DSCI1104.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjy-pBjyv4QNDMyYVaMY1DUGYCcRuVgTMm7wAwzyGknPY7HQwFCr4KWgUr-BIqxcRK-EguPUsoAKsgd9_NW9ISGrhVq1EB6gcSE6N_PPT2BtGZZZKpFpzqqQhIAqTn3ev9l24HRvRbUqAz-/s400/DSCI1104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650068086535221490" border="0" /></a>{we made it to the top--- pride flag wavin'}<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7gukobwIhzjZVHN6gqOsJEpbrM0tYN-01GFK5SPq4nZymozKMLLltr0vx4AbdxlCPe3BDQrqYDrf9OaD57KLZ64WZQrI-GUWaE6-wDZ0btvKMFKQoiuiKC3c26Epe5QUeUnDLkbzb3NZ/s1600/DSCI1097.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ7gukobwIhzjZVHN6gqOsJEpbrM0tYN-01GFK5SPq4nZymozKMLLltr0vx4AbdxlCPe3BDQrqYDrf9OaD57KLZ64WZQrI-GUWaE6-wDZ0btvKMFKQoiuiKC3c26Epe5QUeUnDLkbzb3NZ/s400/DSCI1097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650068074876907570" border="0" /></a>{camping, cooking, friends}<br /></div><br />ok! thats all I've got. Tomorrow, I'll leave for the start of a 10 or 11 week tour, where I'll be going through Minnesota, Kansas, Missori, Iowa, Wisconsin, Illinois, Indiana, Michigan, OHIO (!!!!!!), New York, Ontario... plus or minus some places probably.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEtU8xefFnd2UP152ltxbVRZrbpLKxFi-sSMotqZC2Nnplw_yT8eqrmaBP5PhwmGwuEOPmQT28i3L4lD1iAlt-8meFIwkDEx4Cr1s2J3vtvJ3pSw-MWoBCZLsPDkFSXxcp-0QXPSfqxTxl/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-09-08+at+3.20.09+PM.png"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 506px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEtU8xefFnd2UP152ltxbVRZrbpLKxFi-sSMotqZC2Nnplw_yT8eqrmaBP5PhwmGwuEOPmQT28i3L4lD1iAlt-8meFIwkDEx4Cr1s2J3vtvJ3pSw-MWoBCZLsPDkFSXxcp-0QXPSfqxTxl/s400/Screen+shot+2011-09-08+at+3.20.09+PM.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650073103532794690" border="0" /></a>{it will look something, sorta, like this! only less pixilated, and more clear... or something}<br /></div>molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-76940056431366514692011-09-02T16:53:00.000-07:002011-09-03T19:21:42.533-07:00Came and Went<div style="text-align: center;">August came...
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<br />And a whole lot happened in between. It was a month filled to the max with the whirlwind. Once landing in Machias- there wasn't much time before things got totally insane for the summer work party.
<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqbXnf7BYRrBTgYy5bBUNPcaGN2uQKgkXN8_hmM7e5O8RxGzXiLwVAeKWN6VDEX8EZHwBrN7N_hdDqo6S_I4P1flqah1vGYbIBFjxFUy1Ory2skocHWoyTTJnUwF09Zr1-YF4zEOHBWDyS/s1600/DSCI0919.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqbXnf7BYRrBTgYy5bBUNPcaGN2uQKgkXN8_hmM7e5O8RxGzXiLwVAeKWN6VDEX8EZHwBrN7N_hdDqo6S_I4P1flqah1vGYbIBFjxFUy1Ory2skocHWoyTTJnUwF09Zr1-YF4zEOHBWDyS/s400/DSCI0919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647919882796703970" border="0" /></a>{swimming with tink at 6 mile lake}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaY2U4eXqScRVri3ORisnOdFcI9ljW4JrDzrOoCykGMJ4RAWJxrasCOi8wXSkur62ZF1tecq5Pk-cNNV2fz6K8-4uafeij2Gzat85kUU_-JaFkHR5NCAzkeM7Ih9mGSHgqbl2Lv_SHKU2x/s1600/DSCI0923.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaY2U4eXqScRVri3ORisnOdFcI9ljW4JrDzrOoCykGMJ4RAWJxrasCOi8wXSkur62ZF1tecq5Pk-cNNV2fz6K8-4uafeij2Gzat85kUU_-JaFkHR5NCAzkeM7Ih9mGSHgqbl2Lv_SHKU2x/s400/DSCI0923.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647919889420172322" border="0" /></a>{lending a hand at the electronic waste day-- it was an appalling amount of trashed computers etc. gross!}
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<br />The work party was super full on this year- with more happening, more people, more meals, more, more, more! than ever before. If you wanna see a more in depth break down of what the month of a 60+ person work party looks like in Machias, Maine- you can check out the blog <a href="http://goworkerbees.blogspot.com/">Go Worker Bees</a>. A couple of these photos are from my camera, but a bunch are also from the talented and lovely <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/lightmotion">Nico</a>.
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<br />But, here are just a few things from the month...
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTewKIwcKbwfRdAc-roYNPSh4wGTp_AlbKSU83Vwpd5UYh0Yay91wp2daN2Xqv-bGZoxmOk4m1nHQ9PFAZIA3mGah63m8f8CvsvS_DXLmt1bmCGs6ytQncUB-plrO_X4Pg7qspgx_42BAf/s1600/DSCI0961.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTewKIwcKbwfRdAc-roYNPSh4wGTp_AlbKSU83Vwpd5UYh0Yay91wp2daN2Xqv-bGZoxmOk4m1nHQ9PFAZIA3mGah63m8f8CvsvS_DXLmt1bmCGs6ytQncUB-plrO_X4Pg7qspgx_42BAf/s400/DSCI0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647923292546826386" border="0" /></a>{I spent a lot of time in the beginning filling in whatever holes needed filled- which- often looked like teaching folks to make yogurt and granola}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0fNwtPB3dLVOe5cR_naMG36Xt9MULb3ZlgiFNS0sOCOPYI0C_UFsyj5XKBxYu9mXEjc_msEBb549B4IrLO4-q3vcUggUd6BxNd8MRZ9fRRfbIi6Z9S-_UX8G9wvFzAXOqLYOW0B6yKDK6/s1600/DSCI1028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0fNwtPB3dLVOe5cR_naMG36Xt9MULb3ZlgiFNS0sOCOPYI0C_UFsyj5XKBxYu9mXEjc_msEBb549B4IrLO4-q3vcUggUd6BxNd8MRZ9fRRfbIi6Z9S-_UX8G9wvFzAXOqLYOW0B6yKDK6/s400/DSCI1028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647925004100131746" border="0" /></a>{One thing that was new this year, was weekly full workparty meetings. We were aiming to provide a space for real time feedback about how it was going, and to give project groups a little more autonomy on how they went about their projects. It seems the first two weeks went really well, but at some point we crossed the threshold of manageable numbers, and some of our systems weren't quite equipped. We're since received a lot of feedback from people. Some of it positive, some of it critical--- all things to learn from}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBBtgLLnGSGFFyPV5_zdlD9QeIIVVTBqPvBFAyrsCknSdDOroo51cBIeQv0ElMQG_ykT2UQoMwKWF14UfUwH1Z2i50ZLUTKuOql_7UWufgHwd2Tw14t0QFAYpY8J7X-DOLn8ZsZK-U8Mc/s1600/DSCI0993.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKBBtgLLnGSGFFyPV5_zdlD9QeIIVVTBqPvBFAyrsCknSdDOroo51cBIeQv0ElMQG_ykT2UQoMwKWF14UfUwH1Z2i50ZLUTKuOql_7UWufgHwd2Tw14t0QFAYpY8J7X-DOLn8ZsZK-U8Mc/s400/DSCI0993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647923303723573298" border="0" /></a>{I lead a experimental mind-mapping workshop about the coal presentation for workparty-ers who are familiar with the poster. Each small group of people created their own mind map over the poster, using what they know about the poster and the lens that they bring. One group looked at the poster just through the story of water. It went pretty well, but could use some changing before I do it again...}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGN9h6ij8UcMgP3QmE5zNu_wJTyImVzUo6_UYL4MpKu7m6s2gbIr5WXUxuPpFnHktnuwdMUiiXBrfPD9bfyMQZeDl2B-KxwdOB56sj-mocAJPMf7Z87yiK5YpZy4o1Z3l8qHZIS69D_hs/s1600/110814-160-workparty-6146.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGN9h6ij8UcMgP3QmE5zNu_wJTyImVzUo6_UYL4MpKu7m6s2gbIr5WXUxuPpFnHktnuwdMUiiXBrfPD9bfyMQZeDl2B-KxwdOB56sj-mocAJPMf7Z87yiK5YpZy4o1Z3l8qHZIS69D_hs/s400/110814-160-workparty-6146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648294359089476482" border="0" /></a>{A favorite beehive game quickly became a favorite workparty game. We spent many pre-sunday meetings, post-dinner-into-the-dark, and random killing time moments to play ninja. It's hella fun... i'll teach you sometime}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFUvOerURciXZpGxI9ohhrI8th2dDOqqZMDD-Xz5GpueIkODQfOqQwZoQ5Osxyv1rswOITKx4enrrwfh3UnRbbWwKl-9y7u7vGhA6bf9L_O53FnzWcZvu1g1VRD9nTp3_aTDYe3eC9VYgm/s1600/DSCI0976.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFUvOerURciXZpGxI9ohhrI8th2dDOqqZMDD-Xz5GpueIkODQfOqQwZoQ5Osxyv1rswOITKx4enrrwfh3UnRbbWwKl-9y7u7vGhA6bf9L_O53FnzWcZvu1g1VRD9nTp3_aTDYe3eC9VYgm/s400/DSCI0976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647923301289188386" border="0" /></a>{One of the mega projects we took on- was rebuilding the deck that is over the waterfall. It used to be a hydrodam, and when it got turned into a deck--- but no one could use it. A person could easily slip through the railings, and the support beams were far and few between. SO! we ripped it up, and put it back together-- making sure it was done in time to be used as the main dance floor for the blackfly ball this year.}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTcmvWlWxb81W73KRaAr6qp-NRSjHMrK3Ij-8MvBckgYJtyxZXQDQU1ey-9n9-xHvipX1V1hPivvNRjIrTtbuUv0wr6BdZmDmrjvNsDxZy7NkXiEtg7v2AuUokY7g-Kcp8Ssc3Wkms_FPu/s1600/IMG_1797.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTcmvWlWxb81W73KRaAr6qp-NRSjHMrK3Ij-8MvBckgYJtyxZXQDQU1ey-9n9-xHvipX1V1hPivvNRjIrTtbuUv0wr6BdZmDmrjvNsDxZy7NkXiEtg7v2AuUokY7g-Kcp8Ssc3Wkms_FPu/s400/IMG_1797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648298765551437410" border="0" /></a>{two car loads of folks took a little trip up north- to new brunswick canada- for an rally to ban fracking. To spite being late (eep! time change!? ah!!), we got there in time for the end of the rally and were able to exchange some stories from the coal fields of WV to the potential gas fields of Canada. It wasn't as much of a learning opportunity as I would have liked, but I heard some stories and met a lot of outraged folks- who were actively working to protect their drinking water. It mostly just made me want to run back to ohio... but... not yet. soon!}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRK1HW5LWsYxUQxPunaaiSoep1s_PkeZUKzaEalEUP4JoE78kncB0RZPX5AqgiO9y97OF9JvB_S4rq2U7YHM7yT91-2wcYzgyM16eBy9FpZRZWiBqINcvhe9JWdFuxBDniUEJnxsEojiWf/s1600/DSCI1042.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRK1HW5LWsYxUQxPunaaiSoep1s_PkeZUKzaEalEUP4JoE78kncB0RZPX5AqgiO9y97OF9JvB_S4rq2U7YHM7yT91-2wcYzgyM16eBy9FpZRZWiBqINcvhe9JWdFuxBDniUEJnxsEojiWf/s400/DSCI1042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647925020068618194" border="0" /></a>{Some folks pulled together a little prisoner solidarity session to support climate activist <a href="http://www.peacefuluprising.org/">Tim DeChristopher</a>. He was recently sentenced to federal prison for 2 years- after disrupting an (arguably illegal) oil and gas lease auction. Since prisoners can't get sent a poster in the mail (or anything else to provide a little beauty), we sent the completed closed version of the True Cost of Coal to him, on the backs of post cards. A little puzzle to be put together on his wall}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSBsjGx_0vXPQpldDVjwv-QqIcz5XFf3GzMbkgPooPsjkhZIlVK002afnT2pdKjbESOpT14VuQf1_auIEHqPcEk2k2szg1TCJbELPSUy_-xRYRskXscW79CnVA4_Y6RLLfKfioKwTZSoz_/s1600/DSCI1039.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSBsjGx_0vXPQpldDVjwv-QqIcz5XFf3GzMbkgPooPsjkhZIlVK002afnT2pdKjbESOpT14VuQf1_auIEHqPcEk2k2szg1TCJbELPSUy_-xRYRskXscW79CnVA4_Y6RLLfKfioKwTZSoz_/s400/DSCI1039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647925015222676978" border="0" /></a>{Food was a major challenge of the workparty- feeding 60 people for 3 meals a day... is kinda hard. I had very little to do with food this summer (which, is pretty heartbreaking for me), but it was amazing to watch all the food roll in. A whole lot of it we bought- but we also got all kinds of friend prices from farms, did lots of harvesting at friendly gardens near by, and other sorts of shoe-string budget gimmicks for cheaper food}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnV6aeBXCUvkaHGxinoY9qHiUCdMRPFu2dBxS0JTFBc2Hlv5PGxy-PE70EZWScawl5cSPgYi9ajuTjUwjRdC49nTldgdZrhiwH2iMjqqnJ82LVgYOSbs_xU7UczVrcVLWktcwnuNtljpLL/s1600/DSCI1011.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnV6aeBXCUvkaHGxinoY9qHiUCdMRPFu2dBxS0JTFBc2Hlv5PGxy-PE70EZWScawl5cSPgYi9ajuTjUwjRdC49nTldgdZrhiwH2iMjqqnJ82LVgYOSbs_xU7UczVrcVLWktcwnuNtljpLL/s400/DSCI1011.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647923308216674386" border="0" /></a>{On a saturday afternoon, some folks put together a library cuddlepuddle reading of <a href="http://www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41fsqZc2k9L._BO2,204,203,200_PIsitb-sticker-arrow-click,TopRight,35,-76_AA300_SH20_OU01_.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.amazon.com/Little-Prince-Antoine-Saint-Exup%25C3%25A9ry/dp/0156012197&h=300&w=300&sz=17&tbnid=1rN9KRl77S5ezM:&tbnh=90&tbnw=90&prev=/search%3Fq%3Dthe%2Blittle%2Bprince%26tbm%3Disch%26tbo%3Du&zoom=1&q=the+little+prince&docid=AtQ4sFtt2Ay4BM&sa=X&ei=PYdhTtuKEMeSgQez5-ieAQ&ved=0CF0Q9QEwBg&dur=457">the little prince</a>. It's a magical little book, filled with all sorts of deep wisdom- with a childlike whimsical tone.
<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Men have forgotten this truth," said the fox. "But you must not forget it. You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed."
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTg9za0DhgPVor-wVGIFnGadH_mJTNGr48ZEiJSLJTp7-jQ0Co1tPq-FJeVNpa5sGGTe8XRkGsn3MRVtQHHfWrc-PIVukKvaHT9bdL0LrubVJxptnuebZVK-Zai_rjn30vhjxXuTDh0pF/s1600/DSCI1066.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTg9za0DhgPVor-wVGIFnGadH_mJTNGr48ZEiJSLJTp7-jQ0Co1tPq-FJeVNpa5sGGTe8XRkGsn3MRVtQHHfWrc-PIVukKvaHT9bdL0LrubVJxptnuebZVK-Zai_rjn30vhjxXuTDh0pF/s400/DSCI1066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647942483072001314" border="0" /></a>{On rare occasions, we remembered we didn't have to eat outside, and we ate in the park across the street.}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hrcQZtSA6qu0mXD1oGeR9tJwWAx84CQJNa3LtYxNkXSaimuIfonYkzaVC9rX3euywMFAC1Wc4twCcSCh4qNLGLfax20rFiqwkk1J59jVVb2aPTlfyH9UTMmHQq0_CJcygzpm4xOoCPui/s1600/DSCI1055.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hrcQZtSA6qu0mXD1oGeR9tJwWAx84CQJNa3LtYxNkXSaimuIfonYkzaVC9rX3euywMFAC1Wc4twCcSCh4qNLGLfax20rFiqwkk1J59jVVb2aPTlfyH9UTMmHQq0_CJcygzpm4xOoCPui/s400/DSCI1055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647942476083193298" border="0" /></a>{my mama sent me a package... mailed with lots of love and lots of cool looking stamps}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxcbo98iBd6olrgZrCC55dtJ1BUAMe1RRrXsGHG9EG6Iyiq97EiL0V_TXIxKN41kVW_iT9VDWFUvydDnSoqIQq1djshX8mLUJt0u2jKgazj3VVgmdu2HzomC3H-696aEw7UwTAezru8P-U/s1600/110810-54-workparty-5082.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxcbo98iBd6olrgZrCC55dtJ1BUAMe1RRrXsGHG9EG6Iyiq97EiL0V_TXIxKN41kVW_iT9VDWFUvydDnSoqIQq1djshX8mLUJt0u2jKgazj3VVgmdu2HzomC3H-696aEw7UwTAezru8P-U/s400/110810-54-workparty-5082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648298756558716626" border="0" /></a>{of course, there was TONS of baking to do. This year, my workload meant that I didn't have time to bake- so i mostly just deligated it out... but did get to teach some basics before i did that}
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<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsgoAicpAJ_uzIG3e-SN7fe7O1mAQk6wAqsjAVjyxaLR9NMrDrpBlJs12rjKFzAgLjviL4I6mP9my_OsgBDkzd7QIVPfepYSYpPbG4L0055GuJpczo61IlFneFRtp91PzBUqkBLSIKT9_/s1600/DSCI1053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFsgoAicpAJ_uzIG3e-SN7fe7O1mAQk6wAqsjAVjyxaLR9NMrDrpBlJs12rjKFzAgLjviL4I6mP9my_OsgBDkzd7QIVPfepYSYpPbG4L0055GuJpczo61IlFneFRtp91PzBUqkBLSIKT9_/s400/DSCI1053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647942473793054018" border="0" /></a>{similar to last year, we had skill shares once a week where folks could share different skills with anyone who was interested in learning about them. I only made it to... two? or something the whole work party, but one of them was a reusable menstrual pad workshop. It was really great, and when our time ran out, we headed downstairs to listen in on the workshop about consent.}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAfIfiGbud0p9UZul81dXjveOXGPMVXWAHeKGbG75u3Mq5LB1DbKBwcUN8lgX3N_MoHaM-Ex-hYvsmrCEPqz38WyRKHaPVMGohCiG-MsWtCLvP4xxYmlVU4n1kgL4izUELW5d-e3is7D4Z/s1600/110811-109-workparty-5336.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAfIfiGbud0p9UZul81dXjveOXGPMVXWAHeKGbG75u3Mq5LB1DbKBwcUN8lgX3N_MoHaM-Ex-hYvsmrCEPqz38WyRKHaPVMGohCiG-MsWtCLvP4xxYmlVU4n1kgL4izUELW5d-e3is7D4Z/s400/110811-109-workparty-5336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648294356807387906" border="0" /></a>{One thing that was really amazing that happened- was we had told the Down East Coastal Conservancy we'd paint a puppet theater for them to use during the blueberry festival. We gathered a team of folks to make it happen-- and this is what they made! Its the most beautiful puppet theater I've even seen-- seems likely it might be the most beautiful one to ever exist.}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUhY_GvhUPKXytYuNVumAlt6637-ITUx6CxEdGuglw1BqwWzuUcaExsSAH943TJVcp7egGt_2g4GssrMTEOHqPET1BLFgfL46XLcetSDR_Nj7qJDG4tIlUTHaK0_nGfTWnN-Q3pgj4nec/s1600/110809-06-workparty-4899.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggUhY_GvhUPKXytYuNVumAlt6637-ITUx6CxEdGuglw1BqwWzuUcaExsSAH943TJVcp7egGt_2g4GssrMTEOHqPET1BLFgfL46XLcetSDR_Nj7qJDG4tIlUTHaK0_nGfTWnN-Q3pgj4nec/s400/110809-06-workparty-4899.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648294353657827074" border="0" /></a>{Sometimes, Erin tickles me. alot.}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVsgkP8LHUtsj5LQJZcOlm4It5iAM82MjJPLZujHQwCAC1621C8m2PqI5jKRHA5BOM-oWcAQA5SqKB0JVxPWyeCLlOvfn8iVpMVn-sSh9Arv9-8Fc1xBZvoWFPNlP8tULNmbeW5w4Z8Asm/s1600/110818-02-workparty-7883.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 410px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVsgkP8LHUtsj5LQJZcOlm4It5iAM82MjJPLZujHQwCAC1621C8m2PqI5jKRHA5BOM-oWcAQA5SqKB0JVxPWyeCLlOvfn8iVpMVn-sSh9Arv9-8Fc1xBZvoWFPNlP8tULNmbeW5w4Z8Asm/s1600/110818-02-workparty-7883.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>{Another major project we started was created a wheel chair lift on the outside of the Grange- to make the upstairs accessible to more folks! It's not done yet, but it's well on the way. It is a pretty major undertaking to do- and included DAYS and DAYS of welding work by our lovely maintainANT matt- resulting in this wild rail-ish system being put up. The electric isn't on yet to make it fully go, but it's close! It's so exciting! In a county with an majorly aging population, this project means a whole lot.}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV7QUTxXY6Wf9u8on47TaHjtBKSfQYhWL_9rtIMvU0PRADQ50RoF6oqgZWYDkpgOLSEhwt3M-6Sw_sGE6NPxqwLHwaq4f7OtyQH9dTNUprxxgFiziMTCDT_xuhrwJqcavqd5IVAqe1pKX9/s1600/IMG_1707.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV7QUTxXY6Wf9u8on47TaHjtBKSfQYhWL_9rtIMvU0PRADQ50RoF6oqgZWYDkpgOLSEhwt3M-6Sw_sGE6NPxqwLHwaq4f7OtyQH9dTNUprxxgFiziMTCDT_xuhrwJqcavqd5IVAqe1pKX9/s400/IMG_1707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648317440845141714" border="0" /></a>{one day, i was supposed to be rolling posters with some folks upstairs- when i learned *GASP* some of them had not ever seen a coal presentation. It seems unjust to ask people to roll posters when they didn't know what was happening on it- so we took a detour and spent most the afternoon work chunk talking about it instead. Cole captured a moment of me sharing the story. Which- happens to be why I joined up with the bees in the first place, and is my favorite thing to do...}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhkOf2aZA1aB83L6ciha3AWEr57NANDWrrVysMhLwZh7iXhvSABeIOIG1ohtp7Rq4QKYDISaUMZgJNOlxJVjmc_8Zq2NarVXShFBe040dJN7E7BuqJEhg-5E4zWvCr3R2Y7KJF2Y9Therp/s1600/DSC_1419.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhkOf2aZA1aB83L6ciha3AWEr57NANDWrrVysMhLwZh7iXhvSABeIOIG1ohtp7Rq4QKYDISaUMZgJNOlxJVjmc_8Zq2NarVXShFBe040dJN7E7BuqJEhg-5E4zWvCr3R2Y7KJF2Y9Therp/s400/DSC_1419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648298761729537010" border="0" /></a>{another of my favorite things to do- is bake bread. it fills me in a way thats kinda hard to explain. but i really love it. A couple times during the workparty, I was able to get up extra early to help bake tons of amazing bread with good friends. So heartwarming}
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBppbwDVYIlkfxtz4fO4Lzp4a7rJ7qhKniqYi8SeJ-zrGHtrKvePeypKfiWpZstE01Yk48VCtomAgxYH5HEyzg_kNyE1akEQ-G096oBi5iSA9K6Am_Mp9HSuUSsVCPpPF4039_Mr8ZzMfX/s1600/110813-42-workparty-5665.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBppbwDVYIlkfxtz4fO4Lzp4a7rJ7qhKniqYi8SeJ-zrGHtrKvePeypKfiWpZstE01Yk48VCtomAgxYH5HEyzg_kNyE1akEQ-G096oBi5iSA9K6Am_Mp9HSuUSsVCPpPF4039_Mr8ZzMfX/s400/110813-42-workparty-5665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648294363389498738" border="0" /></a>{A major highlight was seeing my friend Bobb Hatt- who biked all the way here from Columbus! By himself! whattt!?! I didn't actually get to hang with him that much- but it felt really great to have someone who really knows me around. Plus, I got to do some painting with him. It was a pretty crazy painting project- the local healthfood store paid us to paint the side of their building- which mostly we used scaffolding for- but there was one section that we had to use a 3 story extension ladder to get to... it was really fun to be up on the very top, reaching as far as possible to get the tiles... but also totally insanely scary. eep! Do not fret, we tamed that dragon!}
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<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUra3AApXTCg9CDcJ-UV3YUi_Ps2wN8J6tbetWTNThLKSRql5sC1HSmna5G3pfME6dUm53zZ0dUlWmsAUur2uGEJTwadv19knQoeaKlzds97RF7soGF8fBhPVJerxZu2QR4Mo7c73w6zcR/s1600/110819-41-workparty-8771.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUra3AApXTCg9CDcJ-UV3YUi_Ps2wN8J6tbetWTNThLKSRql5sC1HSmna5G3pfME6dUm53zZ0dUlWmsAUur2uGEJTwadv19knQoeaKlzds97RF7soGF8fBhPVJerxZu2QR4Mo7c73w6zcR/s400/110819-41-workparty-8771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648298752218417746" border="0" /></a>{we also rolled a million and three posters-- we had large groups of people hunkering in the upstairs of the grange rolling away for days.}
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<br />The workparty ended up being more challenging for me than i had expected. Its made me think about a lot of things- but the top 3 themes that I keep finding myself chewing over are choice, expectations, and what it means to contribute.
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<br /></div>I've come to understand the 1st two to be integrally connected (actually they are all pretty connected to each other). And... there's too much to say in a blog post. But, I've been thinking about it alot. One of the most challenging things for me (personally) this summer was understanding my role and how I was or was not contributing to a larger picture (and to myself?). A while back (in the midst of it all), i was encouraged to write about it (on my blog!). So... here goes.
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<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">What the heck does it mean to contribute anyway??</span>
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<br />I think one of the things that I struggled with most this summer, was understanding my role and how I made meaning out of it. Unlike last summer, this years workparty was filled with lots of little pieces of work for me, none of it making a complete picture- work that I've come to call- <span style="font-style: italic;">the whirlwind</span>. This often left me feeling like I wasn't really doing that much, like I was just doing things without much purpose or intention, or that what I was doing really wasn't very significant (this is mostly where it rams directly into choice and expectations).
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<br />While it often felt that way- I feel pretty confident it's not true and that the work I was doing was significant. And maybe the reason it felt like it wasn't was because the way i was seeing my contribution to the larger work. The whirlwind has a way of sucking up all your time and spitting you out- feeling a little lost and confused about what you just did (and in my case, strongly noting the things you didn't do). And doing the little pieces to a large puzzle often means that my work didn't have a finish line, a crossed off to-do list, or something I could look at and feel accomplished.
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<br />That is very challenging for me. However, a completed (color coded, prioritized) to-do list isn't the only was to contribute to something. When working with so many different people, things don't always clearly land on one persons plate or the other- but often fall into that gray area in between. Collaborating. Sometimes, contributing might just look like doing the background work- be that the dishes, the phone calls and emails, or just nonstop answering questions- it all makes the big machine go.
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<br />The whirlwind--- it doesn't feel that rewarding, sometimes- but like all other pieces to a puzzle- its an incredible valuable way to contribute.
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<br />(wait- did i answer the question about what it means to contribute? hmm...)
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<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Of course, there is also what it all lead up to--- the BLACKFLY BALL!!! AHHH!!
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<br />some highlight photos, post ball madness, and more to come! (whats the goal? to get them up before i hit the road in less than a week- for an sure-to-be-epic 10 weeks traveling through out the midwest! think I can do it? we'll see...)
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<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBNtNVg8yKay70Br5dqVg8sEAfKrP5f1fqdY-EKvIHE6XTF6-hs9GDO24RUp4Pm2U98OMolptTpvYozRB-49_dyUQNhrne-OtTtLPO7LNPpvRdwd9LEXJbLZOrvB0lH2p1yKoGw-IjdOOG/s1600/DSCI1169.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBNtNVg8yKay70Br5dqVg8sEAfKrP5f1fqdY-EKvIHE6XTF6-hs9GDO24RUp4Pm2U98OMolptTpvYozRB-49_dyUQNhrne-OtTtLPO7LNPpvRdwd9LEXJbLZOrvB0lH2p1yKoGw-IjdOOG/s400/DSCI1169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648207621563100322" border="0" /></a>{erin- helping me change my bandages. i wrecked my bicycle and was left with some pretty tender road rash etc. But, i'm being well taken care of and a 3 days in- its healing really fast.}
<br /></div></div></div>molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-17151382002500598762011-07-13T19:18:00.000-07:002012-11-19T11:33:41.201-08:00spaces, places, and homesAs I headed out of Rock Creek, noting the 'Rock Creek: Unincorporated' sign in my side view mirror- it felt big. Really big. I was leaving Rock Creek, I was leaving WV, I was leaving the home I was so grateful to have had- even if it was just for 6 months.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-WhOJMLCOtXs-0TfXxTM603zJtNPGgqPBiq5icdqlLgv0UXP9WebUBEnm_U7vKliAdnoDNP6upXGfeF7yft8hFUwOXaB2X3rC0mg8NNVx8ZWVklPV6vXWawzvDcAr_GdakU8-DPbyU7qp/s1600/IMG_0219.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630366965675638322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-WhOJMLCOtXs-0TfXxTM603zJtNPGgqPBiq5icdqlLgv0UXP9WebUBEnm_U7vKliAdnoDNP6upXGfeF7yft8hFUwOXaB2X3rC0mg8NNVx8ZWVklPV6vXWawzvDcAr_GdakU8-DPbyU7qp/s400/IMG_0219.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{hug talking- we do it}</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwOJ4LToWFkNer0HsJ_XdOvVlq5-aFv3Qd6xQImvtxjk22hh7IiDNa-Y1Sbl5I9ftEBzeRyDDh2AddbAU3mjJ6NJM617zZyY9YvCPkK9mqIIWTEJCbeKB-IsJOg7T0Bt_Zg7VaGOmScCF/s1600/DSCI0834.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630364503421822674" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwOJ4LToWFkNer0HsJ_XdOvVlq5-aFv3Qd6xQImvtxjk22hh7IiDNa-Y1Sbl5I9ftEBzeRyDDh2AddbAU3mjJ6NJM617zZyY9YvCPkK9mqIIWTEJCbeKB-IsJOg7T0Bt_Zg7VaGOmScCF/s400/DSCI0834.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{Post blair pizza- best kind? grapes and rosemary. no, i'm not joking. its so good}<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHt_EF_PG1JimAaI4ZOQ1P33kSsEOL_v8Ydl-HXfaF7PvK0I-7LF9pYeS4s7VhNavYrkKOz-Y6R5liqFngwIpY6Y5rTrkjsRdWDuXhb_XUlIoZrzGjEGWQvJuhBz0AHqditwgQlrEw2vYI/s1600/DSCI0864.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630368793967654722" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHt_EF_PG1JimAaI4ZOQ1P33kSsEOL_v8Ydl-HXfaF7PvK0I-7LF9pYeS4s7VhNavYrkKOz-Y6R5liqFngwIpY6Y5rTrkjsRdWDuXhb_XUlIoZrzGjEGWQvJuhBz0AHqditwgQlrEw2vYI/s400/DSCI0864.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{somehow- June had passed. The Blair March had passed... woah. That calendar changed more quickly than i can recall any other calendar changing}<br />
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but right as I was leaving, right as my heart seemed to drop into my stomach, and my eyes wanted to cry- i got a message on my phone- 'mere hours from home.' it was perfect. it's not infrequent that i tell people- i'm lucky, because i have so many homes. in this scenario, i was leaving one home, to go to another home (central ohio). in the past-- little while-- i've been in my home of wv, my central ohio home, and now i'm in my maine home. it's always painful to leave one, but it's always so nice to get to another. i'm so lucky, but also perpetually heartbroken. I've got a deep sense of place- both for spaces i've only begin to know and for homes that made me who i am.<br />
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But before I got to Machias, and before I got to Ohio... I was in WV. Enjoying life after the march on Blair Mountain, and just riding the whirlwind that was my last few weeks in the valley. I made a pretty full on reportback from Volunteer Coordinating- including accomplishments, unaccomplished tasks, and recommendations- which felt great to hand over to EmmaKate, the powerhouse taking on volunteer coordination. I tried my best to keep my opinions on the next steps for the Blair Mountain campaign to myself- and even though it's really hard to accept my role in that campaign is over- its important to know--- and its important to let others make the decisions. I got to start developing workplans with volunteers- giving folks a chance to create autonomous, consensual, productive, accountable, and useful work loads--- perhaps for the first time in CRMW history.<br />
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I had asked a buncha CRMW folks to sit down and talk about how they'd like to see fracking and mtr intersect. Particularly, how can i be an agent of change moving between these two movements- that to spite many similarities- have barely brushed each other? the conversation was useful, informative- but very circular and remained fairly vague. One thing that I've been turning over in my head- a lot- was this piece of advice went something like this... 'work for a ban. we almost had one, and settled for regulation. regulation has not stopped mtr, and it has not protected communities.' as i continue to think about work in ohio, with Ohio Alliance for People and the Environment and otherwise- that advice sits inside my head... just sorta waiting for me to do something with it... (or not?).<br />
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I had time to reflect on some lessons learned-- maybe most notably having a better understanding of what conflicts deserve time and energy, and what ones we should just let go. I thought about the amazing people i got to know- and all the ones who i didn't really have a chance to know but have impacted my life in incredible ways. And, while giving myself some space to think, I also was able to connect a little more. I got to spend my final night in WV celebrating- the many many movement birthdays that happen in July.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNS5f_QqIiiHXJ2ODuSBe-i_X3_3Y-fe8Jn6k5jNQG7712ehnGktt7crHsnRPABiFoXr2X4JOf0YNB5JbObA6k_qJLC4kyspo8rPW5yi9ajGsQeKhNUUI45JMN4WJl5FbO_5IQwM1lxox9/s1600/IMG_0223.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630366973927662546" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNS5f_QqIiiHXJ2ODuSBe-i_X3_3Y-fe8Jn6k5jNQG7712ehnGktt7crHsnRPABiFoXr2X4JOf0YNB5JbObA6k_qJLC4kyspo8rPW5yi9ajGsQeKhNUUI45JMN4WJl5FbO_5IQwM1lxox9/s400/IMG_0223.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{How do a bunch of environmentalists celebrate birthdays? Well- we go to see the Appalachian Power sponsored minor league baseball team- the West Viriginia Power- play a game. Duh.}<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4HQoG4jUEV_OxbBvN4JNxymAIy0BGBcyznDgu3vZTvVRlS_kmtIZkb_T5oQjcLwXsA_gOM4AdyQMOU8rRtt1W4xzYBaVdei2G5L_18-yojrxE8suZazAA1QXH0LDx9Jdshn7Rxvs4dxdg/s1600/DSCI0856.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630366968197246066" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4HQoG4jUEV_OxbBvN4JNxymAIy0BGBcyznDgu3vZTvVRlS_kmtIZkb_T5oQjcLwXsA_gOM4AdyQMOU8rRtt1W4xzYBaVdei2G5L_18-yojrxE8suZazAA1QXH0LDx9Jdshn7Rxvs4dxdg/s400/DSCI0856.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{unintentionally twins. or so they claim...}<br />
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The next morning, we went for a swim in Peach Tree falls. To spite the smell of dead opossum (really)- the swim was nice. After returning home to newhouse- i got to play the 'find all the things that i had packed into my car and my housemates took out and hid' game-- for hours. Plus, newhouse left me a message on the dry erase board, "I slashed your tired <3" (they joke... they joke).<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0XiBjl_J-GY2i0lIvbZZD2w3iLKe3x15qhtGVxNVyZp_lFU4AaBIMZG7egEYuDmB2I9AKa8PGs6b54_gk5oeH74DFVeReieK226R6RHZGYwWKtFetSCZW8YHfj7iOpEe0v6mufRGpdip/s1600/DSCI0865.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630368799680514514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid0XiBjl_J-GY2i0lIvbZZD2w3iLKe3x15qhtGVxNVyZp_lFU4AaBIMZG7egEYuDmB2I9AKa8PGs6b54_gk5oeH74DFVeReieK226R6RHZGYwWKtFetSCZW8YHfj7iOpEe0v6mufRGpdip/s400/DSCI0865.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{Becks loves male bodies thighs. Especially white ones. mmm<br />
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When I got into Ohio that evening- I made my first stop to see my new nephew, Cohen, and see the rest of my brothers family. Cohen is tinier than I remember babies being (and way more squishy than i remember them being...), and so incredibly presious. Kayla remembered my name ('lolly' is pretty close at any rate) and couldn't stop dancing to 'head shoulders knees and toes'- which of course- is hearbreakingly cute. Next stop? To see my sisters family- including the boys and the very very pregnant- could bust any day- sister of mine. On my final day with my family- I told them I wouldn't see them again until winter. Winter!? that's too long...<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNA7HV6nyz7lDSO2SIcDVfQhG7NIFMnSDO0CIVcrgofHbVa_66l4nqwnVsjE_vevH_NS8lXI_wi6mokN2We-bbYG7d3mLxpsBC11_nL8P1p7XMTsjXCmo9PhVID5LKWVoyha0cLa_og3w1/s1600/DSCI0897.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630370332277580130" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNA7HV6nyz7lDSO2SIcDVfQhG7NIFMnSDO0CIVcrgofHbVa_66l4nqwnVsjE_vevH_NS8lXI_wi6mokN2We-bbYG7d3mLxpsBC11_nL8P1p7XMTsjXCmo9PhVID5LKWVoyha0cLa_og3w1/s400/DSCI0897.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{Cohen. Oh. My. Gosh. My heart explodes.}</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju29UHwD92qYVTfWyx5zU2m_kyPEQ7P4t8jkjcQ-5KPhgaH0bc6Kk-4hox4FUnVcg_UMW07CqwY5WVOq1eID5e7x8ABfieKXOPLllei2UJFbKmtsdbxbbv1TcTOU59eiXq72VGlk8oNMNx/s1600/DSCI0904.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630371515390683058" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju29UHwD92qYVTfWyx5zU2m_kyPEQ7P4t8jkjcQ-5KPhgaH0bc6Kk-4hox4FUnVcg_UMW07CqwY5WVOq1eID5e7x8ABfieKXOPLllei2UJFbKmtsdbxbbv1TcTOU59eiXq72VGlk8oNMNx/s400/DSCI0904.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>{I got to babysit with my mama- and we took them all to the park (well, not Cohen, who is pretty much tied to Jennifer still- obviously). It was cute.}<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiu4PxY7qxlkajkt7s3Ogbhyphenhyphen0_3S4Xdo4_nlPTCd8y2ZWgi-Bnf9PVdeo_wDr7b5gAzX6AmLYZmVhKrfSWKlEczyNhbZsc7w_mK2piqWnY6FYct21vV6-_h58rZB0cqNrLkUz97cYRlyh2/s1600/DSCI0906.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630371516305832946" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiu4PxY7qxlkajkt7s3Ogbhyphenhyphen0_3S4Xdo4_nlPTCd8y2ZWgi-Bnf9PVdeo_wDr7b5gAzX6AmLYZmVhKrfSWKlEczyNhbZsc7w_mK2piqWnY6FYct21vV6-_h58rZB0cqNrLkUz97cYRlyh2/s400/DSCI0906.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{how'd they get so cute? srsly. what? so cute!}<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6FJaxAM7AQXBVfqPPebE0hHHxHkKy4HJxReN3_x9jiVobSN53-fZY2erh1QnLLkjA6lvyHMl9XsItEgrxqWyUNY3DcZqyYI0ymhnCicgoKrHoOErT1PDMT2B8HUzYoeAssWVWdMbN07i/s1600/DSCI0893.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630370320133471650" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-6FJaxAM7AQXBVfqPPebE0hHHxHkKy4HJxReN3_x9jiVobSN53-fZY2erh1QnLLkjA6lvyHMl9XsItEgrxqWyUNY3DcZqyYI0ymhnCicgoKrHoOErT1PDMT2B8HUzYoeAssWVWdMbN07i/s400/DSCI0893.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{Babies in a baby pool. Ohhh babies!}<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNCcZF25keu3_yKbngzn1JGjVv0mMGR1e2Vxf-yN4VxrqEE7JT88eFSH_lNZO8RoQ0EuYRsH-k56MAA2XAN5NUeH14N0aVsiNvwuy8kCB3_xhDAHOGT4lFLR2CT8vQIQu2Jpytxz9k-Ww/s1600/DSCI0896.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630370324756424194" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGNCcZF25keu3_yKbngzn1JGjVv0mMGR1e2Vxf-yN4VxrqEE7JT88eFSH_lNZO8RoQ0EuYRsH-k56MAA2XAN5NUeH14N0aVsiNvwuy8kCB3_xhDAHOGT4lFLR2CT8vQIQu2Jpytxz9k-Ww/s400/DSCI0896.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 300px;" /></a>{bo ys in spe ed os. matching ones. whhhatt??}</div>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjya-oRjoR6rTy48gr3-OaBzs5iPISzzuRcb6Cv9a7CGXTmlKp2GeGpCfa1Sttzd3hGb_85hw35ROT2pQdtLi7UndqX9V75TFBmuEtQi2uFeOm-K_vE8nP380ecJlgUqOfmnQc5PE3IJMxj/s1600/DSCI0853.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630365775304967170" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjya-oRjoR6rTy48gr3-OaBzs5iPISzzuRcb6Cv9a7CGXTmlKp2GeGpCfa1Sttzd3hGb_85hw35ROT2pQdtLi7UndqX9V75TFBmuEtQi2uFeOm-K_vE8nP380ecJlgUqOfmnQc5PE3IJMxj/s400/DSCI0853.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{Potato prints to finish the 3rd zine (<a href="https://docs.google.com/viewer?a=v&pid=explorer&chrome=true&srcid=0B_LOBG9XOpD2YTM0NzBiYzgtMzM5NS00ZjUzLWEzOWUtOTI3Nzk3NWQyYTA0&hl=en_US">from the mountains to the flatlands of ohio</a>) I've made for the babies in my family. Since moving outta ohio-- a year ago?-- I've been making little stories about my life, to keep close and try and not let them forget me. This is the 1st one I'm putting out into the world. Fair warning- its pretty smooshy}<br />
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AND my mama told me... she'd be putting out house on the market as soon as next spring. that's under a year. I spent the first... 19?... years of my life at my mamas house. My first memory- my dad pushing me on the red swing set in the back yard. the bedroom i shared with my sister- when it had one peptobismal pink wall and she would throw all of the things i left on the floor on top of me and my bed, when i was trying (pretending?) to sleep. now it sits mostly empty- with blazin' red walls- filled with all the things morgan didn't want enough to take with her. the downstairs bathroom- where used to be the only place anyone could be alone- is now one of two bathrooms (sorta...). The barn in the backyard- that seemed like a fair refuge to run to after a car pulled over after the dirver got hit by mulberries we were throwing at cars from the tree. The no-longer chicken coop my dad burnt down- without knocking it down first- resulting in one of the times the fire department had to come to our house. the front garden that katie cepec and i pulled out a bunch of plants- when we were trying to help my mama weed. the tree that turns such magnificent colors that you see it well down the road in the fall- marking our turn well before you could see the road.<br />
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I haven't lived there- really- in 5 years. Its a home for me, but more so- it's a place. with stories- both the kind you write about (in a blog) and the ones you don't really want to remember much. It's a place that helped me grow up. It used to be home to 2 adults, 4 children, and uh... 3 large indoor dogs and a cat. Now, it's the home of my mama-- (and in january, maybe it'll be my home place for abit, again). But- she'll sell it, she'll move. Her new house? Sure, I bet it'll become a home for me- after all- my mama will live there- but my house- sitting on the corned of 229 and peru twp rd... might change into just a space. but probably not- it'll always be a place.<br />
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While in Ohio- I really prioritized people in my life. I got to spend a lotta time with my family, and a lotta time with mattie. I went to Emmas really fun graduation party- and got to see her family for the first time in a while. I saw Kate, my soon to be married friend who I hadn't seen- since well before leaving athens. I hung out and talked politics and revolution with miss dawson, will klatt, and aaron. I enjoyed a delightful lunch with my friend leslie- at her parents home (i always LOVE meeting the parents of my friends, and seeing the home they grew up in). I went to a highschool reunion (sorta).<br />
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After meeting Kate and fantozi for lunch- I went over to Fantozi's parents house- and got to see Kates beautiful wedding dress, and their super cute Shasta. They bought and renovated an old Shasta to take on their honeymoon. They are SO cute. I'm so sad I can't make it to their wedding... which is gonna be hella cute--- family style pasta and homemade pies!?--but I'm so excited for them--- other than their move to Wyoming- which--- is just too far...<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfnYHkL6z6z-9FEvITjPXvvKBZl2Owkj2imkqw1IgzLDUqeI9-2_50-2lqeVNkSlY8qD9n4oTqzoLJiX77H-oFRjF7BV1MWuwm_8z4rJWLTDdymLLct8gVqvaNWoCTqMPjD1zMxClKvsM/s1600/DSCI0900.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630371508161278018" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixfnYHkL6z6z-9FEvITjPXvvKBZl2Owkj2imkqw1IgzLDUqeI9-2_50-2lqeVNkSlY8qD9n4oTqzoLJiX77H-oFRjF7BV1MWuwm_8z4rJWLTDdymLLct8gVqvaNWoCTqMPjD1zMxClKvsM/s400/DSCI0900.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>{The soon to be married Kate and Fantozi- with their<a href="http://shastahoneymoon.blogspot.com/"> honeymoon shasta</a>}</div>
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And after being in Ohio- for ten days- I felt nothing but love for that place. I love seeing people I know when I walk down the street, being close enough to my family that if my sister had her baby- I could easily make her dinner, watch her boys, and meet the newest addition. I love seeing friends- and catching up with each other and feeling the comfort you only get with people who already know you- and are your friends because they know you. I love knowing exactly how much and when i need to break when i go around a curve, and not needing to know street names because i just know where i'm going. i love waking up and making my mama breakfast, picking berries with babies and wrestling them in a field of firefllies. i love being next to mattie and getting a chance to get to know columbus. i love day dreaming about moving there, getting a job, and doing lots and lots of listening while i try and figure out- how i can help stop fracking.<br />
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and i love being in maine- at the hive. i've been here just about a week- and while only my toes seem to have actually landed- i'm excited for the rest of my feet to plant themselves.<br />
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And- believe it or not-- I once again have a new nephew to day dream about- Fritz Todd. (no photos have been seen... yet)<br />
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i'm so lucky and so heartbroken. all at once.molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-5310668038400946422011-06-18T07:37:00.000-07:002011-06-22T12:53:51.123-07:00in the belly of the beastAppalachia Rising: March on Blair Mountain.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoioGje51MrbXvNfQ5MJocLAY_36pHscXpxXkGzWm6vbzUxbnwOztCmsfJg_XTHX1SJrLSpPQ18UxCrO1D99fQy0knObqydbHDBKmdPe_uUh3V4l0bsDvkXK9ymN07alc1xeRcfZnt4X9l/s1600/5806582452_6045e2cac5.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoioGje51MrbXvNfQ5MJocLAY_36pHscXpxXkGzWm6vbzUxbnwOztCmsfJg_XTHX1SJrLSpPQ18UxCrO1D99fQy0knObqydbHDBKmdPe_uUh3V4l0bsDvkXK9ymN07alc1xeRcfZnt4X9l/s400/5806582452_6045e2cac5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621133759281923618" border="0" /></a>Woah.<br /></div><br />So many things took place, so many extreme feelings. I've been having trouble figuring out how to tell people about it. What pieces do I tell, how do I put it into one narrative, that tells the full story, communicated the epic truth? I don't really have an answer. So, I'm taking a different route. Here are snippets of the week. Just small crumbs, little pieces. Maybe one day I'll understand how they all fit together. (maybe not?)<br /><br />On Sunday night, after a full day of trainings, orientation, and full on information download, there was an emergency organizing meeting called. It was a trend that would continue throughout the week. Why did we have a meeting after having meetings and stuff all day? Because after lots of hard work- we found out that yet another camp site had pulled out. We had been working for months to secure camp sites. For the week or so leading up to the march, our sites kept falling out. We'd scramble and find new ones. Totally secure ones. We knocked on doors of folks with big yards, we found paid camp sites, we had verbal agreements with parks to let us stay there. We had camp sites. And sunday night, we found out- another one dropped. So, we had a choice to make. Keep pushing, make it work, try our hardest, or... not.<br /><br />We decided, we can make a suggestion but really- its not up to us. It's up to the marchers. What do they want to do? What would feel good to them? So, at around 10:30 pm- we called everyone together. For a big ol' group moment. And a moment it was.<br /><br />Sarah opened the space- letting folks know what was happening. That we lost our camp sites. We were still trying to find more. That this was happening- because of what we're doing. We're fighting the coal industry, where it is strongest, most deeply rooted, where it has formed a strangle hold on the entire area. Therefore the fairly simply task of sleeping out, is coated with hardship. This is part of the struggle, it's what we're up against.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKR3FN8Ih8e40RoeKL8-REB9h-1pqEuUIwghEoJ93E7AOdRoSP-XeksgY0XqzGdNOATerZXPBo31aHYT0Oyb3Vkn6gYf0UxRh7tvHsP91FOoiByhvucSQwdtejYLl6jmbbMESwt9SJYyN/s1600/5806667968_dc37fb83f6.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhKR3FN8Ih8e40RoeKL8-REB9h-1pqEuUIwghEoJ93E7AOdRoSP-XeksgY0XqzGdNOATerZXPBo31aHYT0Oyb3Vkn6gYf0UxRh7tvHsP91FOoiByhvucSQwdtejYLl6jmbbMESwt9SJYyN/s400/5806667968_dc37fb83f6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621134117159150770" border="0" /></a>{The march just outside of Marmet- walking with the coal trucks. Photo: Cheshire Tongkat}<br /><br /></div>Then, this amazing thing happened. The room erupted in cheers, and clapping... we were not anywhere close to quitting. When asked what we should do, some folks said 'lets march in rotating groups so we can march 24 hours a day, all through the night, and we can rotate who sleeps' (a suggestion much of the room loved, but all organizers winced at). Folks said lets do it. We're going to do it. Saro lead us into song- and we sang "ain't gonna let intimidation/big coal/NOBODY gonna turn us around." And Dustin Steele closed us out- reminding us-- that we are in the belly of the beast. We have to do this. We are challenging power, we are changing power, we are creating power.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrgufjAvA1Ul-1ycCi8gn8S7zdlZW7lq510P-axLemH0vf3i0zuPh2rs7kTaZ81pGRtcShX_nVTktMuSasdUcoPouVSAMGf26uo7-bD91QAEngkj1iUf5wXgbxMR5qT3tcarRGY_Hn48LD/s1600/5812036991_87278196cd.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrgufjAvA1Ul-1ycCi8gn8S7zdlZW7lq510P-axLemH0vf3i0zuPh2rs7kTaZ81pGRtcShX_nVTktMuSasdUcoPouVSAMGf26uo7-bD91QAEngkj1iUf5wXgbxMR5qT3tcarRGY_Hn48LD/s400/5812036991_87278196cd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621130392129553234" border="0" /></a>{Dustin- giving one of many powerful speeches. Photo: Cheshire Tongkat}<br /></div><br />The next morning, we had about 250 people marching together through the streets of Marmet, WV. Marching along the original march route those union fighting miners took 90 years ago. We marched, together. We looked almost as strong as we are.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://msnbcmedia3.msn.com/j/ap/blair%20mountain%20march-1142441583_v2.grid-6x2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 474px; height: 356px;" src="http://msnbcmedia3.msn.com/j/ap/blair%20mountain%20march-1142441583_v2.grid-6x2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>{Heading out of town. Photo: Brian Farkas, AP article}<br /></div><br />As the week moved on, so did the hardships. On monday, the police told us we had to leave our camp site. That the verbal commitment we had- didn't really matter and the powers at be were calling strongly for us to move (shockingly, this isn't the story of 'those bad police' but is much more complicated and they actually worked with us...). So, at about 10 pm- after having our tents set, our speakers and musicians wrapping up- and folks getting ready to hit the tent--- we called another group meeting. Time to pack up and leave. Time to figure out how to shuttle 250 people back to marmet for sleeping- and figure out what to do in the morning. Rough.<br />{camp site}<br /><br />But, as we called folks together for yet another dreaded 'we can't believe we have to tell you this' moment... we began to see a trend. A trend of the marchers being vigilant. Not willing to let these powers turn us around. Not letting intimidation weaken our spirits. Not letting a lack of sleep, a large amount of unknowns, or any other hurdle that could come out way prevent us from marching to Blair Mountain.<br /><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/5845896566_69e9c6beeb.jpg"><br /></a>By midweek, we had it in our schedule to shuttle folks back and forth each night, and each morning. We gave up on finding new campsites, and we accepted the harsh truth. We had an amazing team of shuttle drivers step up. Folks lent their cars and their time to moving 250 people each day. By the end, we were spending about 8 hours a day shuttling people. No joke.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/5845896566_69e9c6beeb.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 334px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2448/5845896566_69e9c6beeb.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>{Included in our many many vehicle chain? Portapotties on trailers. Perhaps one of the smartest things we did. Photo: Mark Haller}<br /></div><br />It's a little hard to say what exactly happened on the march. I had been given the task of March Marshall- and stayed several hundred feet in front of the march- trying to slow cars, trucks, motorcyles- down before they hit the long wave of marchers. But what I do know- is how much support there was.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5311/5812605652_2658beaedb_z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 509px; height: 358px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5311/5812605652_2658beaedb_z.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>{marshaling the long line of marchers. luckily, i was part of a really grand team of folks. photo: }<br /></div><br />We drove by signs that said folks were with us. People came out to their porch to wave. Folks handed out cold bottles of water from coolers filled with ice, handed out ice cold sodas (sierra mist to be precise), a fella gave his hat to a marcher, people stopped their cars to give donations, wave of school children rushed over to the fence and waved and shouted, and high fives went out to all the marchers. It was amazing. It is amazing.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5238/5818455116_94d5e6c55a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 332px;" src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5238/5818455116_94d5e6c55a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>{High Fives in Madison. Photo: Wren}<br /></div><br />One fella came out in his driveway on his four-wheeler. He was holding a small bouquet of flowers and a sign that read 'thank you.' A woman we passed hollered 'you have water? you can fill up here with my hose if you want!" Kyle and I said we had plenty, but thanks for the offer. She offered water to the entire line. 250 people.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/5812606966_7d12a9c8d0.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2535/5812606966_7d12a9c8d0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>{photo: Cheshire Tongkat}<br /></div><br />That's not to say, there weren't folks who sped up when they drove by us, or who gave a little swerve in our direction. Its not that folks didn't hold signs and yell 'go home treehuggers,' 'coal keeps your lights on,' 'we love coal' or 'coal feeds my family.' They did. The closer we got to Blair, the more intense it got. It was an incredibly visible proof that towns, neighbors, families- are divided. Sometimes, every other home rotated between 'welcome and thank you' to 'go home and friends of coal.' It's for real.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmK8pSjbx0dfxMXdVQDZWD0xMjhqUWqaKXQ1xGrrMiLuCEEMVsd5FbeKfMHE2H7dYPcRa94HIb-SPnY1s0T0yyXOBert5oKoKs1PakgS9i9R1dFQIcKdeHYDQD01ubufzYnHvU0sNTmnOf/s1600/5812049093_ebf03a77d7.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmK8pSjbx0dfxMXdVQDZWD0xMjhqUWqaKXQ1xGrrMiLuCEEMVsd5FbeKfMHE2H7dYPcRa94HIb-SPnY1s0T0yyXOBert5oKoKs1PakgS9i9R1dFQIcKdeHYDQD01ubufzYnHvU0sNTmnOf/s400/5812049093_ebf03a77d7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621130399295366626" border="0" /></a>{Family sitting in front of the school in Marmet. Photo: Cheshire Tongkat}<br /></div><br />I stopped to speak to a woman and her husband who were standing by the side of the road- red bandannas worn proud- who said they'd join us tomorrow. I had the privilege of getting their phone number and calling them to let them know when and where to meet us. When they arrived, the woman told me 'i saw my niece drive by with her 'other family', yelling at us. I told her she can't talk to me like that.' It's between families. The tensions are strong, thick, and incredibly real.<br /><br />Mid week, I was standing on the side of the road, waiting for a rest break to be over, and Larry said to me 'i've been waiting my whole life for this.' i smiled and said something to the effect of 'well, you did a lot of work to make it happen.' modestly he replied that he didn't really do much to make this happen, that others- like myself- were the ones doing the work. and in that moment, i had the privilege of acknowledging that hes been doing this work for a long time, and without his work, none of this would be possible. i was able to thank Larry Gibson.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ79n4t78UGyGeBtbwFdmO3kJS-1MML-56mhyphenhyphenDGQx3t6jznPw6S7pyHoMsEP2crrWxicfEDK7ePkGzW_XkYbMVfzZFVqVtquB8gvh1V2vfI3fao_nAjRMb5bX1x0iodzgGTbse1Ge5f3m0/s1600/5812603378_ddb38b6a14.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ79n4t78UGyGeBtbwFdmO3kJS-1MML-56mhyphenhyphenDGQx3t6jznPw6S7pyHoMsEP2crrWxicfEDK7ePkGzW_XkYbMVfzZFVqVtquB8gvh1V2vfI3fao_nAjRMb5bX1x0iodzgGTbse1Ge5f3m0/s400/5812603378_ddb38b6a14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621130400533753042" border="0" /></a>{Larry- standing strong, as always. On the mornings we had to be up at 5:30 am- larry was always the first one up, waking the masses, asking how folks were doing. amazing. photo: Cheshire Tongkat}<br /></div><br />after one of the many nights of little sleep, and lots of work, I found myself waiting for the second round of shuttles to leave from Marmet and take us to the spot we'd start marching from. Which meant I had at least an hour and a half. Naturally, I decided I'd rest my eyes for a moment. Before I knew it, Kyle was waking me up to say the last shuttle would be leaving soon, so I better get ready. As it turns out, I had slept under the registration table for at least a full hour- probably more- all while people were coming into the building and were being registered. Embarrassing and an accurate depiction of the week.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_GVjDY1Y4Z4k9ILJnlW519v8iiZGnUV-Fym8taPd0auWWrblBbU_GZnnHL8iEvLJklKb5MMhfOQ8DAJdPGhmBKgm2JLXtKEOy1ZxohYRtbhZ6Jgr_rqZWPl1Z3NgJCFNOHTGEwa7cQ6i9/s1600/5812661086_d325a234dc.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_GVjDY1Y4Z4k9ILJnlW519v8iiZGnUV-Fym8taPd0auWWrblBbU_GZnnHL8iEvLJklKb5MMhfOQ8DAJdPGhmBKgm2JLXtKEOy1ZxohYRtbhZ6Jgr_rqZWPl1Z3NgJCFNOHTGEwa7cQ6i9/s400/5812661086_d325a234dc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621132018304402754" border="0" /></a>{another photo of me catching rest at any moment possible- this time during a lunch break. photo: Paul Corbit Brown}<br /></div><br />After a relatively short rally, we got hundreds of folks to head up the mountain. Blair mountain. We took over the road, and along the way we placed historical markers. We marched up that mountain, holding the incredibly beautiful signs made by the art build team.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uHJaiPqXoVWpBpbmGQd2CVr-JIgpbz2mHGE-3P_nFgeOvll64u7L67SBo7qRS4pdOLOZZxnrtN0FZLY-6JGS2asaDW_ihgzyM9HSCeQiy7IcVtmcDqtWqs7xpSy2dXeRl0WKdJxHR3Ir/s1600/5845781775_f037b454ee.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9uHJaiPqXoVWpBpbmGQd2CVr-JIgpbz2mHGE-3P_nFgeOvll64u7L67SBo7qRS4pdOLOZZxnrtN0FZLY-6JGS2asaDW_ihgzyM9HSCeQiy7IcVtmcDqtWqs7xpSy2dXeRl0WKdJxHR3Ir/s400/5845781775_f037b454ee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621132027142927522" border="0" /></a>{marchers heading up Blair Mountain. photo: Mark Haller}<br /></div><br />When we got to the top, about 150 folks broke off and climbed up the company road (illegally) and onto the battlefield where archeological work has been taking place. I wasn't with them, so it's hard to say what that experience was like. The rest of the marches, went up the a public access road just up the way- where we all gathered. We had made it to the top, some of us had marched over 50 miles to get there, some of us had traveled from across the globe, some of us from the holler over... but we were all there. together.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyPsVRMVEYQIc1RzLrYlNUS2aEz2viWDbLKpGpCPGi0Sv0_vlZyTVZRr_i-3fc-j4ExK9gNkOoqNRlDszPNRMsAlmSxbeEacY4f-h85hhWy937dSOXRk7NrL3P5m2GpiwLGa7-hPXNdcp9/s1600/5842781618_4edba2da4c.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyPsVRMVEYQIc1RzLrYlNUS2aEz2viWDbLKpGpCPGi0Sv0_vlZyTVZRr_i-3fc-j4ExK9gNkOoqNRlDszPNRMsAlmSxbeEacY4f-h85hhWy937dSOXRk7NrL3P5m2GpiwLGa7-hPXNdcp9/s400/5842781618_4edba2da4c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621132015402761506" border="0" /></a>{Photo: Elias Schewel}<br /></div><br />Instead of joining the rally cry at the top, I took a moment to chat. One thing about being a marshal all week was that I didn't have capacity to get to know anyone on the march (other than Kyle, my co-marshaller). So, I decided to chat up two elderly fellas sitting on a guard rail on the margins of the rally. They were both retired UMWA miners. One from Logan, one from ___. They talked my ear off, about the good ol' days. About how miners these days don't know what they are missing. How women deserve the right to make choices about their bodies, and nobody else should have a say. How these mountains are part of who they are, who their families have always been. How private company land is making it harder to carry on traditions, to care for themselves and their own. How one of them is now a bus driver, and he's proud to say they just unionized. How the women in their families know how to get by, how to get their families through- but it depends on the land. How they were proud to be here, with us, with all these people. It was amazing, they were so amazing. It was so humbling to just be able to listen.<br /><br />The march ended over a week ago. Everyone went home, I went home (err... to a home. one of many). There's lots of work to be done, but the march its self- is over. It was hard. I was pushed further than I knew was possible. I cried, a lot. I saw others cry, alot. I saw and felt real and raw anger, sadness, disappointment, and hurt from people who were working towards a common goal. There are wounds still open. Mediation is being scheduled, for organizers, so we can learn from these hard lessons, so we can heal our relationships, so we can keep working together.<br /><br />I did more than I knew was possible. I saw a group of committed people do more together than I knew was possible. I saw extreme strength and resistance within the movement. I felt solidarity. Real solidarity. I saw our movement grow- get bigger and stronger.<br /><br />This story isn't over. There is healing to be done, there is a mountain yet to be saved, there is local connections to be followed up on... this narrative is in its infancy. The Battle of Blair Mountain continues.<br /><br />I don't know how the story will end, what the next chapter will look like, or what flow the plot will take- but for now- I feel confident we won. I don't really know what that even means, but I think we won.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLyPPgxHBoMSogKxi1L_92syKuAqHj4cKl3N8C5f-9yeI9boMZFIB4DVWY6VYC37EX63Vv7XzqAFKmV0kIX4-hPTVxsp_yuitpynTZVc7nn3kj08MLnkM-0bUVtolX-cmX0N4wsb8CirdN/s1600/258041_681780185387_50609936_34851729_500550_o.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLyPPgxHBoMSogKxi1L_92syKuAqHj4cKl3N8C5f-9yeI9boMZFIB4DVWY6VYC37EX63Vv7XzqAFKmV0kIX4-hPTVxsp_yuitpynTZVc7nn3kj08MLnkM-0bUVtolX-cmX0N4wsb8CirdN/s400/258041_681780185387_50609936_34851729_500550_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620821813407236354" border="0" /></a>{Cohen Sigdon Shea- the newest addition to my family- another reason to fight... and win}<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">{want more photos of the march? Check out my wonderful photo sources! <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mobm/with/5818455116/">Cheshire, Wren, and Paul photos at March On Blair Mountain Flickr.</a> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mentatmark/">Mark Haller Flickr</a>. and <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/41639606@N06/sets/72157626982978120/with/5842781618/">Elias Schewel Flickr</a>}<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div>molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-36693286324841626932011-05-30T13:04:00.000-07:002011-06-03T06:55:53.926-07:00landing in nonworldA new term has entered my life- Nonworld. It's sorta hard to explain out of context, but it's when things are so weirdo, so silly, so nonsensical- that it actually sorta makes sense and we know it couldn't be any other way- then you've entered nonworld.<br /><br />I've officially landed in nonworld. I've yet to be able to escape. The questions is... is that a good thing or a horrible thing? Who knows. Either way, its a whole different planet than what most people live on and I'm excited to find the rocket that takes me back to planet earth. I assume it'll appear right after the March on Blair Mountain?<br /><br />Anyway... the past month... in photos!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqRfFaKAwlox7uJiLTSod4DA6GgfOwZkHPLzNXQtt6HdjH4XiR_LFEy_VWBoOws3RJ4ouEyiwuBZJyn5j8JP_mhN5etPKDM0mrLxwCEa6mzicsEW8DjrzW22RXO5ayE4AX-2jNR0MjmeA/s1600/DSCI0650.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGqRfFaKAwlox7uJiLTSod4DA6GgfOwZkHPLzNXQtt6HdjH4XiR_LFEy_VWBoOws3RJ4ouEyiwuBZJyn5j8JP_mhN5etPKDM0mrLxwCEa6mzicsEW8DjrzW22RXO5ayE4AX-2jNR0MjmeA/s400/DSCI0650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612967142003552290" border="0" /></a>Mo and Ivan helping me learn the poster better by marking all the plants in the poster! So cool!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0hB63Zye2GAkqT4kO5yFSLEx7ebIWVXIVP9FS04nQKf0kd_jezKQpAvoT2D50IhSpR7Tga7WU2XPn2l-S0XK2zDB-bF9RQGuUfqSCz_oTjzg4Rgw1dtSHAcTWEKGzJtRKToZjB2tWbDK8/s1600/DSCI0654.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0hB63Zye2GAkqT4kO5yFSLEx7ebIWVXIVP9FS04nQKf0kd_jezKQpAvoT2D50IhSpR7Tga7WU2XPn2l-S0XK2zDB-bF9RQGuUfqSCz_oTjzg4Rgw1dtSHAcTWEKGzJtRKToZjB2tWbDK8/s400/DSCI0654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612967144137735138" border="0" /></a>EKs folks came by for a weekend- and helped celebrate Nicks birthday. Yay parents!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPra8AW2HPPcZva2uF-wq408GIv4efQ7k45c6UoHllfe5roMAhYGwgMEWYJHqAZXBk5R-pxEwZJN_V3xUk5f6ea238_S7_3-O3bCpP_sSXCIlV5x6D06e627BmrfD2pi9EzrYmo8LLZghi/s1600/DSCI0655.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPra8AW2HPPcZva2uF-wq408GIv4efQ7k45c6UoHllfe5roMAhYGwgMEWYJHqAZXBk5R-pxEwZJN_V3xUk5f6ea238_S7_3-O3bCpP_sSXCIlV5x6D06e627BmrfD2pi9EzrYmo8LLZghi/s400/DSCI0655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612884986141941762" border="0" /></a>Our doughnut man came to visit again. But the visit was short, and we were disgruntled. So, naturally we hid his suitcase in an attempt to prevent him from leaving. EK hid it outside on the back porch (it actually took the doughnut man a while to find it). Here- he spots the suitcase!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7j4IP05aeX8TloV8log8VPK7CQxSeHbv01wyMedVxKPKvI1TKxZ4jCBE7LIUPxNEjY5G5ZMXhr8wv8BfMgA3bJHW3LN7vU84WeA3Bo3JrPKdPtJE4Orl5cdia_G73bKqsK4RhMDZuGkD/s1600/DSCI0656.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_7j4IP05aeX8TloV8log8VPK7CQxSeHbv01wyMedVxKPKvI1TKxZ4jCBE7LIUPxNEjY5G5ZMXhr8wv8BfMgA3bJHW3LN7vU84WeA3Bo3JrPKdPtJE4Orl5cdia_G73bKqsK4RhMDZuGkD/s400/DSCI0656.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612884985211898274" border="0" /></a>Attempting to get the suitcase- without getting locked out on the porch.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt4puDgd0nwZBCx6q_LQVpR9g-8maLQ3b-b_s8Ot7YNGx9gl4ZK7Jgh6Dq0It6hpGwbOgNKYhfrlx8MkLGxTkXnYSx59EsRVQtnMDxbxQrzI84Z0vXJKx8atWbaCGaxQluvQDrv_5wqaht/s1600/DSCI0657.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt4puDgd0nwZBCx6q_LQVpR9g-8maLQ3b-b_s8Ot7YNGx9gl4ZK7Jgh6Dq0It6hpGwbOgNKYhfrlx8MkLGxTkXnYSx59EsRVQtnMDxbxQrzI84Z0vXJKx8atWbaCGaxQluvQDrv_5wqaht/s400/DSCI0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612884976169291378" border="0" /></a>A failed attempt to block the door open...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipuM5rl8us-GXuYDlix0ZuYiStMIZl5KLeuJq60ISvbe06JxOXUHVzRXZOKGGxIVHNqUT6gfDS6_pqeSf56WHLwejrhhyphenhyphenlTrtqtlfnFuecVRde70KNQISWwcWDQ_odnIM50C6XBYzIuw2L/s1600/DSCI0658.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipuM5rl8us-GXuYDlix0ZuYiStMIZl5KLeuJq60ISvbe06JxOXUHVzRXZOKGGxIVHNqUT6gfDS6_pqeSf56WHLwejrhhyphenhyphenlTrtqtlfnFuecVRde70KNQISWwcWDQ_odnIM50C6XBYzIuw2L/s400/DSCI0658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612882547191188290" border="0" /></a>In a last ditch effort he ran out the door grabbed the suitcase... and as you can see... had the door slammed in his face and locked. Did he end up being able to leave? Well--- yes. He climbed down the balcony and scurried to his car. Trickster.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhloebu0bia4tAFwesphOkwDgj-tF93zs5EOWOuzAMvVkXtESn4iIT3qs8q9ae4lhQFwi_44Os5YPkr7aN7w23Ha6o7b2qB9kemVwvDqske4QOjiCzJ2JWmaSdH7fkNlN691Vd1nZFqcOUk/s1600/DSCI0660.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhloebu0bia4tAFwesphOkwDgj-tF93zs5EOWOuzAMvVkXtESn4iIT3qs8q9ae4lhQFwi_44Os5YPkr7aN7w23Ha6o7b2qB9kemVwvDqske4QOjiCzJ2JWmaSdH7fkNlN691Vd1nZFqcOUk/s400/DSCI0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612882544144572850" border="0" /></a>Fern took Becks and I for a hike- and pointed out some wild edibles on the mountainside. Like... greenbrier shoots.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAQsZ_-ao0m8ncVpjekutSbWchCOldwtPQHATLFYdna56e3-RkuZSdfwRXo4TuYbJKeZzTcJxtLV3nLJ7f51FUHrW4FOQ5WUkXHRf0KXADOM3f6LyqVVPNlydgmyi7I7qWLtW-LGN6I-pK/s1600/DSCI0664.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAQsZ_-ao0m8ncVpjekutSbWchCOldwtPQHATLFYdna56e3-RkuZSdfwRXo4TuYbJKeZzTcJxtLV3nLJ7f51FUHrW4FOQ5WUkXHRf0KXADOM3f6LyqVVPNlydgmyi7I7qWLtW-LGN6I-pK/s400/DSCI0664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612882540186559154" border="0" /></a>sassy pants.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixsgLb0ptU2gr3T-gFggAfcmnV3l7ygDJ5F5I97aqIdeVllcsgt4kvDxNmWtHLK0Vs-Gb00hY35PGUcVHxY687Gk4CqztSYrPKpZnZ1EvyGQwN3WFs-Xh-ClfBkXuF2FQT3y9OYVzo78K2/s1600/DSCI0667.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixsgLb0ptU2gr3T-gFggAfcmnV3l7ygDJ5F5I97aqIdeVllcsgt4kvDxNmWtHLK0Vs-Gb00hY35PGUcVHxY687Gk4CqztSYrPKpZnZ1EvyGQwN3WFs-Xh-ClfBkXuF2FQT3y9OYVzo78K2/s400/DSCI0667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712546399262946" border="0" /></a>During a Blair Crisis- we did the responsible thing and took the day off! We went to the New River Gorge for a hike, and tried to go to a coffee shop (tho- it was closed). On the way home, Katey and Rhodi snuggled in napland on the way home. Cutie Pies.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNLGshCBRG2lMY-Ymk5of7ukhDGJiIESk7I2_pMgzdAD3dviZCacCIN6wr9Y-nErkNOJWIRtm5LIHxln6GX1Dzidm4_WS7GqUO6H2fSravkNBNnxqQ7bdmls1iEDvam1mUkFqHkUyP0kOb/s1600/DSCI0668.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNLGshCBRG2lMY-Ymk5of7ukhDGJiIESk7I2_pMgzdAD3dviZCacCIN6wr9Y-nErkNOJWIRtm5LIHxln6GX1Dzidm4_WS7GqUO6H2fSravkNBNnxqQ7bdmls1iEDvam1mUkFqHkUyP0kOb/s400/DSCI0668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712541158295490" border="0" /></a>Fern took on an archnemesis. Why? I have no idea. But she likes it. One day, we woke up to this sign on our porch- "Dear Fern, Go Suck An Egg. Yr Wrst Enemy" Yup. its strange....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuoXJzwcLlMpH3e3LLQpprotxS54O_ZVfRCYEdp4EaJ-JRHIBiWuTxDtOGscgJZN4_hHmsIs4iKULkmjp-QnT2Siib2jGs6SE6xPOS0eXFV7D_pLx75XotygD3Ng3rbWWma54maiZvgEFI/s1600/DSCI0669.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuoXJzwcLlMpH3e3LLQpprotxS54O_ZVfRCYEdp4EaJ-JRHIBiWuTxDtOGscgJZN4_hHmsIs4iKULkmjp-QnT2Siib2jGs6SE6xPOS0eXFV7D_pLx75XotygD3Ng3rbWWma54maiZvgEFI/s400/DSCI0669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712532028072178" border="0" /></a>no words.<br /><br />And then... I left my home on the mountainside to jet into columbus and do a beehive presentation at the Columbus Christian Academy HS, see my family, see some friends, see mattie... all of it was great, none of it was long enough. same old story. Then! I jumped into an airplane and headed to ME for a week and a half of meeting prep ad]nd Beehive meetings.<br /><br />Arriving in Maine- it was still early spring there. Things were just thinking of turning green (vs WV which was so full of life it looked like mother earth was puking flowers everywhere). I had the great chance to have a bus ride from Portland, ME to Bangor with Agent M- then got to add Matt to the mix for the ride from Bangor to Machias. It was so nice to come back to one of my homes and see so many great people! Unfortunately, my head was left about a week behind and was still in WV doing work for the march- but I got to catch up with some folks a little bit.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSVJE-7Z1ol4y_1fGSfNjB4kol1-0rcFJpJs2ge3RlnRLHI4tLIgWGaC8c3lHzM2_QEFcygBHA9CEtEac7cU5Z1zEUqBK_GnOczHDEViGqlxLi4ta0UxSUU4xt3OFrtw_2XjYxMSgytof/s1600/DSCI0671.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSVJE-7Z1ol4y_1fGSfNjB4kol1-0rcFJpJs2ge3RlnRLHI4tLIgWGaC8c3lHzM2_QEFcygBHA9CEtEac7cU5Z1zEUqBK_GnOczHDEViGqlxLi4ta0UxSUU4xt3OFrtw_2XjYxMSgytof/s400/DSCI0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712526442413698" border="0" /></a>Kyle put on his sassy apron and kept us well feed all week! It was so great, and so helpful!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg-KNELkfw8I7rtyQ9o_GEaKKg9K-ndhYksvZRwED83vosivviXw-mGwMWr5BRzrJP7pgHuuYFNKb0Ax3akjPMvIlov9sRFiGPvRcVBj04aTBejul8-17jB3BWQ6zcszOx7IccMqJV0q2/s1600/DSCI0674.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIg-KNELkfw8I7rtyQ9o_GEaKKg9K-ndhYksvZRwED83vosivviXw-mGwMWr5BRzrJP7pgHuuYFNKb0Ax3akjPMvIlov9sRFiGPvRcVBj04aTBejul8-17jB3BWQ6zcszOx7IccMqJV0q2/s400/DSCI0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612712522680140338" border="0" /></a>One night at dinner, we did a show and tell about our springs. Lots of cool things and small stories were shared- giving some pretty lovely insight into highlights of our springs :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJMZlnduCPkpb4jlb9ZDMt8CoiXKlJy3HTMDQ0XchMNLO3Xg7J53WYSHoGf75GbII-3E9uM9cHsXriysYnl-orD5xNRE89XzRlgQcMPExaCeln6xwgcbBJHfqawfyfsPFk5oTBPDFbUqEK/s1600/DSCI0680.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJMZlnduCPkpb4jlb9ZDMt8CoiXKlJy3HTMDQ0XchMNLO3Xg7J53WYSHoGf75GbII-3E9uM9cHsXriysYnl-orD5xNRE89XzRlgQcMPExaCeln6xwgcbBJHfqawfyfsPFk5oTBPDFbUqEK/s400/DSCI0680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612702689111899810" border="0" /></a>Tyler brought us all little <a href="http://www.zapatistadolls.com/">zapatista dolls</a> home- a gift from the midwest- which now sit on our mantel. Sometimes, the irony of our mansion house is just... nonworld?<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1vJEflc_R4IH-yZ_F-CScnU_MIUyXNl7CDC5KdS5REvzB13mSI5MJmzEU8nX900I8BenZNBzY78vionpBzKYJX7igMjqi_e6EDnZbySTp0or7o5D16oB8WP7wz6KSwDQ1ms1c7qfOuzoj/s1600/DSCI0711.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1vJEflc_R4IH-yZ_F-CScnU_MIUyXNl7CDC5KdS5REvzB13mSI5MJmzEU8nX900I8BenZNBzY78vionpBzKYJX7igMjqi_e6EDnZbySTp0or7o5D16oB8WP7wz6KSwDQ1ms1c7qfOuzoj/s400/DSCI0711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612694236927704466" border="0" /></a>For 'reportbacks' we decided to get creative and practice our roles as story tellers- by doing sharebacks on our spring! Erin decided to do a skit--- including using masks of all the main characters from the Gulf Coast tour. If you know Erin, you know this was super hilarious! She played all of these people- plus herself- and narrated! Whhhaaatt??<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNNnqpbbeigcYwK3Af7RmwxKgiS36r-5Pd4LUmcvo8PIG4oruXwX9E77P9Z-8CicTocCuAYPvl9GnkXlJJglx604uRLVkt6wDKzT9xiRDLoBpxYXRzTRIa9haTc_Ii4aVKI_pSfQcRryFs/s1600/DSCI0707.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNNnqpbbeigcYwK3Af7RmwxKgiS36r-5Pd4LUmcvo8PIG4oruXwX9E77P9Z-8CicTocCuAYPvl9GnkXlJJglx604uRLVkt6wDKzT9xiRDLoBpxYXRzTRIa9haTc_Ii4aVKI_pSfQcRryFs/s400/DSCI0707.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612694249054724034" border="0" /></a>Midwest team... took our 'no charts, graphs, or official-ness' norm and threw it in the trash. Charts you see here? A line graph about fun levels, a Pie chart on types of food eaten (i think burritos were the most common thing eaten), and a totally make believe chart of intoxication (oh tyler, so wasted all the time...). Also notice the confetti and cans of food representing oil rigs left over from Erins shareback.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8SGY3NnBdgJwRR4qw5n46Q5b2YVmm7uMO-cM5z5mz9NtP1feY_2XaWwKhEv5IirPpmu52A0uiWTfad5revgVR4EW_VPp_FtbYOyuwTfIFAGqTu7SrexiFwu85CGhm1BlPGSP5RxbOAXj/s1600/DSCI0685.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiL8SGY3NnBdgJwRR4qw5n46Q5b2YVmm7uMO-cM5z5mz9NtP1feY_2XaWwKhEv5IirPpmu52A0uiWTfad5revgVR4EW_VPp_FtbYOyuwTfIFAGqTu7SrexiFwu85CGhm1BlPGSP5RxbOAXj/s400/DSCI0685.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612702681821458802" border="0" /></a>Agent drew up a really amazing and shocking natural resource map of the west (her re-found homeplace). The struggles the west are currently in and the struggles to come... are... shocking. Heartbreaking. Coal, Uranium, Natural Gas, Oil, Water... you name it... they have it being privatized, extracted, and abused. Uh.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0yXgarOnLUjI7umzbWj3OqR0jOwqKDmK6Bjjrk8WpHTDsYQ8lBW07Hp-hN0zqnKS5srFXXULbtIG_V07cYamTsac9MKSh2l5l6jQNDdC3IRMsLaB0Ba0SuSpx4x3_EfkUPKob-_a7ytt/s1600/DSCI0700.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix0yXgarOnLUjI7umzbWj3OqR0jOwqKDmK6Bjjrk8WpHTDsYQ8lBW07Hp-hN0zqnKS5srFXXULbtIG_V07cYamTsac9MKSh2l5l6jQNDdC3IRMsLaB0Ba0SuSpx4x3_EfkUPKob-_a7ytt/s400/DSCI0700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612702678181517794" border="0" /></a>A mid meeting break- jumping on the trampoline! First step: sweep off the slugs. GROSS!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPNF5l_56D3zD3UP2xwHq7zG3E3mrXpvgNpPJrqABziifxIMTph3-gDmfQh3xGhY7ORafBBTUYxlJc9zNeyKOpQmOIbGMOj3DvuU5n6kxzuYILu96ZXttLvqRK_iNXk1wmmcyOG_R56hV/s1600/DSCI0701.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPNF5l_56D3zD3UP2xwHq7zG3E3mrXpvgNpPJrqABziifxIMTph3-gDmfQh3xGhY7ORafBBTUYxlJc9zNeyKOpQmOIbGMOj3DvuU5n6kxzuYILu96ZXttLvqRK_iNXk1wmmcyOG_R56hV/s400/DSCI0701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612702676804633282" border="0" /></a>Erins Bus- all set up for making art work! Yeah yeah! Looking good. Plus, she made an <a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/CincoCinco?ref=pr_shop_more">etsy account </a>with all sortsa cool handmade things- so check it!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkso8Nkt7SlrSyrSy7F2sE3dZkVr3ywKEWhrP7sjN41RCDUPh8N34ciXBJQKwHCY-WFjk5j98vxw57tbSR6nfHIB3shLA7lAFl2mF7GfJxPR-9cvrDalyMjGENhU-d4JRE5T5kNygONbwM/s1600/DSCI0708.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkso8Nkt7SlrSyrSy7F2sE3dZkVr3ywKEWhrP7sjN41RCDUPh8N34ciXBJQKwHCY-WFjk5j98vxw57tbSR6nfHIB3shLA7lAFl2mF7GfJxPR-9cvrDalyMjGENhU-d4JRE5T5kNygONbwM/s400/DSCI0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612694243195965090" border="0" /></a>Erin Loves Molly! Molly Loves Erin!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBmAQbvVxXTQb1-JSFs-Se_DHTW8VWa_ad7NpzRVqYvii1msZnfyj6UdlN3-TVl0_kY2e3972iYtSgYrW9mFCaMxM2mFdO6-UhstDRaCiEE9C-eYjsDONUVadFfkB8kIFcr8E8od-uIjaL/s1600/DSCI0712.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBmAQbvVxXTQb1-JSFs-Se_DHTW8VWa_ad7NpzRVqYvii1msZnfyj6UdlN3-TVl0_kY2e3972iYtSgYrW9mFCaMxM2mFdO6-UhstDRaCiEE9C-eYjsDONUVadFfkB8kIFcr8E8od-uIjaL/s400/DSCI0712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612684397596042642" border="0" /></a>This wagon holds like 7 people! Including these funny two backwards seats.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgydOAOuXmUwnWM2x6aGU8vjjDSVhUaXFUHVilxS3fKhdD6U4MZoqCeT-crB1SHKnIGNU_sjzC_mVZTTBKG0kCtWFZEbUZu_mZym84EwtPT0rb1XsH1nKp2XtXwtQ5-sqKhWHD4HbmsGG2/s1600/DSCI0718.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgydOAOuXmUwnWM2x6aGU8vjjDSVhUaXFUHVilxS3fKhdD6U4MZoqCeT-crB1SHKnIGNU_sjzC_mVZTTBKG0kCtWFZEbUZu_mZym84EwtPT0rb1XsH1nKp2XtXwtQ5-sqKhWHD4HbmsGG2/s400/DSCI0718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612684392482693250" border="0" /></a>During meetings, we decided to do some minitraveling and change up our meeting spaces. Matt took us to a beautiful house in the woods- about 20 min away from our home. He helped build the house and currently caretakes it when folks aren't renting it- it was SO beautiful! Here, Erin is being a weirdo (shocking?) and looking down the ladder that leads up to this little room at the tip top of the house. Super cool.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMHjHL1-hSp32-w2YSv3i91ZRIjU1GST3YKrmLld0LwpVu3DVDyJqE8cmdCvfquXOHCPwHbm-JB3RjRbwlCKKVFEWg3WF1dZAh1IoBdw-jrAzg2BkPuwwhU0Itfcyka1n22UJtE23OLKe1/s1600/DSCI0722.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMHjHL1-hSp32-w2YSv3i91ZRIjU1GST3YKrmLld0LwpVu3DVDyJqE8cmdCvfquXOHCPwHbm-JB3RjRbwlCKKVFEWg3WF1dZAh1IoBdw-jrAzg2BkPuwwhU0Itfcyka1n22UJtE23OLKe1/s400/DSCI0722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612684388790675538" border="0" /></a>That little room leads out to a 360 degree balcony that looks over the very pretty, very evergreen forests and you can see the ocean, too! Dreamy.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQk_Y9jFgPw3Se3TxCi6qeRwAHRB3QREkGLmNs0EP5fvnpyCEKGtBMmgG6OmVYJwxyFES_9l5QiS932lwFjBPiyM0A2b8-VsHY1Y55DvWu125Tof-FzqWUClnQWWVIHypzy8B3UlOspDZp/s1600/DSCI0726.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQk_Y9jFgPw3Se3TxCi6qeRwAHRB3QREkGLmNs0EP5fvnpyCEKGtBMmgG6OmVYJwxyFES_9l5QiS932lwFjBPiyM0A2b8-VsHY1Y55DvWu125Tof-FzqWUClnQWWVIHypzy8B3UlOspDZp/s400/DSCI0726.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612684384611721794" border="0" /></a>Snacks. All the time!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiUXz9hd84oJe6y2Wz-VNbcp5qO6-1pTBDpYsTNpm5gniNNquu4inAkPbE0mMZfLZYbhvtscZncJ36NcBfUPMIEYv9mPP50mEwo7bai27TVdFtVt511Zj7WmnLWs6b5LCRW-dFR4yVgQyc/s1600/DSCI0734.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiUXz9hd84oJe6y2Wz-VNbcp5qO6-1pTBDpYsTNpm5gniNNquu4inAkPbE0mMZfLZYbhvtscZncJ36NcBfUPMIEYv9mPP50mEwo7bai27TVdFtVt511Zj7WmnLWs6b5LCRW-dFR4yVgQyc/s400/DSCI0734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612645157621493058" border="0" /></a>Calendar time for the next 5 months... all the way up to Sept! Wait? May is over and June already happened? Or- something. NONWORLD!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZQqHqTIuM5XZ9SPyriZnhPzQjcs5E0XfaBY7TIc-GeT4mgZYis_J3zDKDV9EpcKwCH11KkmEm_qx3cv4C9ByOaPNrEwJUH6_krH1Hfc-m6k9Zc0yjiQ8Ptf9DD4zShgo99VYimcwQ3n_o/s1600/DSCI0739.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZQqHqTIuM5XZ9SPyriZnhPzQjcs5E0XfaBY7TIc-GeT4mgZYis_J3zDKDV9EpcKwCH11KkmEm_qx3cv4C9ByOaPNrEwJUH6_krH1Hfc-m6k9Zc0yjiQ8Ptf9DD4zShgo99VYimcwQ3n_o/s400/DSCI0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612645156097879426" border="0" /></a>Tyler explains the very complex machine he drew to help us learn how to make better financial choices. Lots of gears and turning and spitting out and going back in... ending with sound choices! We weren't up to decision making- but it was cool to hear about possibilities!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhytGj_CxpvKHX7WJdWpebz6ZdMW5RVsAQo66FP5yvIxo8t6rjTiqhI5TEVUV1a_0ycwi60nGCyE9isoMzRQLzUbbwx5SzoQfIV__EVJhra_M1Gk2hWOUIUSXr1fSUvmONHMWjV2ybXswyL/s1600/DSCI0743.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhytGj_CxpvKHX7WJdWpebz6ZdMW5RVsAQo66FP5yvIxo8t6rjTiqhI5TEVUV1a_0ycwi60nGCyE9isoMzRQLzUbbwx5SzoQfIV__EVJhra_M1Gk2hWOUIUSXr1fSUvmONHMWjV2ybXswyL/s400/DSCI0743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612645150872770338" border="0" /></a>And we also went to another really amazing spot for meetings- at the <a href="http://www.haystack-mtn.org/">Haystack Mountain School of Crafts</a>- located on Deer Isle. They were so lovely to have us, we got to sleep in their dorms, eat amazing food they made us in their kitchen, use their meeting space, and of course- enjoy the scenery!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzjH1zTLG4ErnlaWhufLtkjLKmOh4sWiwQlmKueaHPePVg32W1nC-aahcGFXMz2avR73HWcDgQ84_wV7VjCfiz2MkfcziuprgEwWPP_rmGY4S778Fc9QC8-gqQA5gcCPPF1Vbu6pXJhTS/s1600/DSCI0745.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMzjH1zTLG4ErnlaWhufLtkjLKmOh4sWiwQlmKueaHPePVg32W1nC-aahcGFXMz2avR73HWcDgQ84_wV7VjCfiz2MkfcziuprgEwWPP_rmGY4S778Fc9QC8-gqQA5gcCPPF1Vbu6pXJhTS/s400/DSCI0745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612645147364045458" border="0" /></a>Heading down the stairs- which leads not only to the dorms- but also to the ocean!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbdFSbkJDXrlBYpSxL51UggEmHSyfsuTMEYoxj25f9It3rlP44p0AC0c3nXXV9p2zJfuHDNi9OzgVUM6UeW6TKr6eEfYAarHqVm975bEeW-iy1lbHFpfQpHruG05EbfagdZMjqr7WyHRqS/s1600/DSCI0750.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbdFSbkJDXrlBYpSxL51UggEmHSyfsuTMEYoxj25f9It3rlP44p0AC0c3nXXV9p2zJfuHDNi9OzgVUM6UeW6TKr6eEfYAarHqVm975bEeW-iy1lbHFpfQpHruG05EbfagdZMjqr7WyHRqS/s400/DSCI0750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612631100077353858" border="0" /></a>Our dorm room- Dorm B (Bee?)- which was overlooking the ocean and for the first time in my life (that i remember?) I fell asleep to the sound of the ocean waves crashing against the coast. So lovely!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj0sm7T7ygr7_wB_5PxEnB1x_3ZKWsNFsQeCXCfPk-4nKnADSSJs-SkSgJGWWrmop66YI6A42Z32m_Qm9qbSAZQtR46t_5K6xP5ICtaRYD3LGfzjWB9BZZUTKxYcjzifp_w-26jw2zeUe5/s1600/DSCI0751.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj0sm7T7ygr7_wB_5PxEnB1x_3ZKWsNFsQeCXCfPk-4nKnADSSJs-SkSgJGWWrmop66YI6A42Z32m_Qm9qbSAZQtR46t_5K6xP5ICtaRYD3LGfzjWB9BZZUTKxYcjzifp_w-26jw2zeUe5/s400/DSCI0751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612631095821903362" border="0" /></a>Meeting in the dinning room...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitICG89NPPimxNvRRAkEdHqh-p9ti-4-HuLr88D8HdzVxQwn3YVhpAhRFRsylyajoU2ly2P-sD2VKkfX0zyd24A2qPcU4vTqiuLO6NT62upraviGxZ-j5dHJUuecMH8Mx_ZtoyhMCymlPV/s1600/DSCI0752.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitICG89NPPimxNvRRAkEdHqh-p9ti-4-HuLr88D8HdzVxQwn3YVhpAhRFRsylyajoU2ly2P-sD2VKkfX0zyd24A2qPcU4vTqiuLO6NT62upraviGxZ-j5dHJUuecMH8Mx_ZtoyhMCymlPV/s400/DSCI0752.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612631085339462770" border="0" /></a>Meeting in the dorm room...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8CiQfbx5lPJYGR39c7337i50CFPr_bDHajjxcLBSgBLc5bVaNvf7xIrahKg4udvxFgfXeNnRmBVRbCbJ6edkCdm15g827K-kd_hQzfIK44tvtOS8TozC0bHrpHZ9mArSUNdWsiLOJeGS/s1600/DSCI0754.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjs8CiQfbx5lPJYGR39c7337i50CFPr_bDHajjxcLBSgBLc5bVaNvf7xIrahKg4udvxFgfXeNnRmBVRbCbJ6edkCdm15g827K-kd_hQzfIK44tvtOS8TozC0bHrpHZ9mArSUNdWsiLOJeGS/s400/DSCI0754.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612631088669185490" border="0" /></a>And one of the reasons we were hosted at such a lovely spot, was because we were invited to participate in a community event- called <a href="http://www.pechakuchamaine.org/downeast/downeast_events.html">Pecha Kucha</a>- at the restored Opera House! Pecha Kucha is a fast paced presentation- where each presenter has 20 slides, with 20 seconds per slide.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic8M0BMTA1zAm9R7xFC3hPz46zYt3vQUI4UcPic0NPkXiTPEi5M2-d-a9sCdU3zyqRYDo9JFy5CroeSLiZPimwfeZsEm08-fUYt4BqT7AV9228DZQ8OXrR4c3QtTYGtx-qglnFmj9egNdG/s1600/DSCI0757.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic8M0BMTA1zAm9R7xFC3hPz46zYt3vQUI4UcPic0NPkXiTPEi5M2-d-a9sCdU3zyqRYDo9JFy5CroeSLiZPimwfeZsEm08-fUYt4BqT7AV9228DZQ8OXrR4c3QtTYGtx-qglnFmj9egNdG/s400/DSCI0757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612628570779805874" border="0" /></a>Per usual, we stole the show- by taking up a large amount of space with all of our freshly printed posters! During the presentation- we had 10 of us bees all presenting the full story of who we are- in only 6 min! We each took 2 slides/20 seconds. It was amazing and totally fun!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLnUm28fhOk83zSTSd1boRkPW8WSVWBB5ljWk3ZeLXz6QJqzw5Mkgq7q_193V82F4KP8DV5tQiSHdUrG6cfR3RX0e-jM84CxiZHixOekH5HDYS6W9S-UdFb3nHJUL2eywKg1TWr2k5eiTq/s1600/DSCI0758.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLnUm28fhOk83zSTSd1boRkPW8WSVWBB5ljWk3ZeLXz6QJqzw5Mkgq7q_193V82F4KP8DV5tQiSHdUrG6cfR3RX0e-jM84CxiZHixOekH5HDYS6W9S-UdFb3nHJUL2eywKg1TWr2k5eiTq/s400/DSCI0758.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612628566496164098" border="0" /></a>Distrrrooo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGi31w27ShTuJ7IXiQ__W9fjU7HiXUP2aKPUkS502umkwGW6MDnnBRRIv4VXp59v_Aost0RyiSunV1I0f62cGw0fqXKQMIU0lzKteG3m8KLDpAkbACjTRxH30LdB_qWpqo6NUAnF0tMY_3/s1600/DSCI0764.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGi31w27ShTuJ7IXiQ__W9fjU7HiXUP2aKPUkS502umkwGW6MDnnBRRIv4VXp59v_Aost0RyiSunV1I0f62cGw0fqXKQMIU0lzKteG3m8KLDpAkbACjTRxH30LdB_qWpqo6NUAnF0tMY_3/s400/DSCI0764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612628562966255458" border="0" /></a>That night, we stayed at Haystack and in the morning- took some time for a foggy shoreline hike.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Lb4FOwk_108opd4PQNm5-GSHrJfEhW35z1VrOzDpmeU8qYWevhuDsrqk3GJ1IiD0GOIQ57h-BIcehYt1QAMdYi36CJ69sUrzcSTibWB2LSVeDRezjknDbWCSNLbLRAzw8jp6yEG3KnyR/s1600/DSCI0765.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6Lb4FOwk_108opd4PQNm5-GSHrJfEhW35z1VrOzDpmeU8qYWevhuDsrqk3GJ1IiD0GOIQ57h-BIcehYt1QAMdYi36CJ69sUrzcSTibWB2LSVeDRezjknDbWCSNLbLRAzw8jp6yEG3KnyR/s400/DSCI0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612619959934410482" border="0" /></a>Heading up the stairs...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiUHP4YIvhlBdMAPJUEJrth6sR_ddXGBf9Ay4RKsTGpD_uer4GObLJsKXRi9cMENM4YGed141jlZihx0FpjydBPMNGi87k01MncDGNIdnnv5drv7onHN5Oq9RT96vynCP0U-IjsmLj-Shs/s1600/DSCI0767.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiUHP4YIvhlBdMAPJUEJrth6sR_ddXGBf9Ay4RKsTGpD_uer4GObLJsKXRi9cMENM4YGed141jlZihx0FpjydBPMNGi87k01MncDGNIdnnv5drv7onHN5Oq9RT96vynCP0U-IjsmLj-Shs/s400/DSCI0767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612619959232297122" border="0" /></a>meetings in the meeting space...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9hJVkHpDkqBhEO8KZf6BcsMEaUPbffIPA-f6ua9onR0T0cR_9NXiVxmFvtVUqHZEJLxYEnZWXSam-fjt6hmiMKpnqsuUst3pRzqkqCPD7-co9o7JAYy1Otz8Rk5ut36mRGTjUm3j6ka2Z/s1600/DSCI0769.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9hJVkHpDkqBhEO8KZf6BcsMEaUPbffIPA-f6ua9onR0T0cR_9NXiVxmFvtVUqHZEJLxYEnZWXSam-fjt6hmiMKpnqsuUst3pRzqkqCPD7-co9o7JAYy1Otz8Rk5ut36mRGTjUm3j6ka2Z/s400/DSCI0769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612619952332335538" border="0" /></a>Food overlooking- what else? the ocean, of course!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEMiACt3tUS2NeGINHiodxinBpmWZNzAxaNlUJHuqDnTsEQOxY7al0hm_FoXosiA7omuHNZ4yzYtsPlWIOtFsBrnLlHBwsaNBTlm8N0bld482gECNTPQOf0UsLOXMu29JYDgUUipwr9A8C/s1600/DSCI0775.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEMiACt3tUS2NeGINHiodxinBpmWZNzAxaNlUJHuqDnTsEQOxY7al0hm_FoXosiA7omuHNZ4yzYtsPlWIOtFsBrnLlHBwsaNBTlm8N0bld482gECNTPQOf0UsLOXMu29JYDgUUipwr9A8C/s400/DSCI0775.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612619951812076130" border="0" /></a>Brohive lives on! Travelin' safe.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhigH83antQ5hJgh1ELuXs2ubjutSK23eGqizvOMLriSIoVTsQ-Sh1sZpQQdurWid4jlxMskp7wG9VTGzwijKJIQBY9QS4gR21WQe6HupvPHBhsVOz7NwJK-dCBiCmrq6lsXDYTvgvzGG-X/s1600/DSCI0780.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhigH83antQ5hJgh1ELuXs2ubjutSK23eGqizvOMLriSIoVTsQ-Sh1sZpQQdurWid4jlxMskp7wG9VTGzwijKJIQBY9QS4gR21WQe6HupvPHBhsVOz7NwJK-dCBiCmrq6lsXDYTvgvzGG-X/s400/DSCI0780.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612619943700151250" border="0" /></a>On the way back from Maine, Tyler, Kyle and I stopped in Boston to do a workshop at a youth climate conference. It was super cool, and all the young folk at the workshop were incredibly smart! From there, we drove to a small town near Hershey, PA- where we stayed with Kyles totally hilarious and wonderful family... before driving into columbus. Whew! on the move.<br /><br />Once in columbus, i rested my head for a brief moment, spent hours and hours on a computer, and then... hit the road again.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4xyOugH5tiYsKxbigEqfMSEvacg2g73bW6s0tDN1CkadgRyDy60Tq0lPBDGzpN9v2hWLWWAUvkw7Kc5U1UY6KH1l2OFv_KvGfZsWoU51M1XWlg93_vVC-DBNxl_dmWqeIHJkBiUxt4A5/s1600/DSCI0785.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiV4xyOugH5tiYsKxbigEqfMSEvacg2g73bW6s0tDN1CkadgRyDy60Tq0lPBDGzpN9v2hWLWWAUvkw7Kc5U1UY6KH1l2OFv_KvGfZsWoU51M1XWlg93_vVC-DBNxl_dmWqeIHJkBiUxt4A5/s400/DSCI0785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612615363892496546" border="0" /></a>After spending my morning in a staples (in columbus), my day in a car, and my afternoon in front of a computer desperately catching up on work (or at least trying to)--- and then getting lost... I was feeling a little stressed (and a lotta tired). Then... as I found my way and drove up the mountain into Mountain Justice Summer camp in Letcher County, KY... I got to see this amazing sunset as the clouds settled into the valleys. Worth it.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3558i2tXoIjyv5UYy55x4B0xdQ2pYuBALvV5Gees9qD5jyNVcDwC8KofqUX6laEJXQUU-_-Ug0MPy5LhBArS55h17LLvlBGS4m1zYXG-YTFf1gNGyI2U0pKoCciP8Gn-Ri7ANDYBq6g9Z/s1600/257983_10150637493785107_651490106_18961415_216194_o.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3558i2tXoIjyv5UYy55x4B0xdQ2pYuBALvV5Gees9qD5jyNVcDwC8KofqUX6laEJXQUU-_-Ug0MPy5LhBArS55h17LLvlBGS4m1zYXG-YTFf1gNGyI2U0pKoCciP8Gn-Ri7ANDYBq6g9Z/s400/257983_10150637493785107_651490106_18961415_216194_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613059537651342018" border="0" /></a>Camp Schedule! Yup, I helped craft that megababy-- whew! It was a great year for camp!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0byFqUY2fpvZsy8ED_Wr1T-wawBIlHyCAA9iUca3Z6a4L27WL5t9CJd0sCRuSXiwN_SUJGNVlFWcN98M6UTbTqNY77D5CJRFnzELw6OAppKzXfLxinhxZOkhSRLB06WOdmnhhsWZP85P/s1600/DSCI0786.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0byFqUY2fpvZsy8ED_Wr1T-wawBIlHyCAA9iUca3Z6a4L27WL5t9CJd0sCRuSXiwN_SUJGNVlFWcN98M6UTbTqNY77D5CJRFnzELw6OAppKzXfLxinhxZOkhSRLB06WOdmnhhsWZP85P/s400/DSCI0786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612615359303043394" border="0" /></a>I lead my first ever workshop on facilitation. I think it went pretty well, and I feel like I learned a lot by doing it. Win win win!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJe519M9Sp8y2OlCaKDj2peV7r9MlZYoBWymU2Kc_uLfXyEQA7c9qfYj_qmIjRnIlmpyHxDBy7NYn4Zkw3-rhICl0FhJuZLWM_Ev5QGFyFzbCRms92I5nIX8zvtneVBzfbVWyJMiEOK1M/s1600/DSCI0789.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLJe519M9Sp8y2OlCaKDj2peV7r9MlZYoBWymU2Kc_uLfXyEQA7c9qfYj_qmIjRnIlmpyHxDBy7NYn4Zkw3-rhICl0FhJuZLWM_Ev5QGFyFzbCRms92I5nIX8zvtneVBzfbVWyJMiEOK1M/s400/DSCI0789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612615352005577282" border="0" /></a>The movement will not be malnourished! Thanks Seeds of Peace and friends :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1nOKOCYjk7aNwk6uU1YMFJDUzKh1tX-EUJFEfm2i9MB3jP92njJnR83hNSoJWDJFhQF4KRMNDIZyuJPAQ1A0sjW9WAuHaDFES0GZLdFOT2ZsBayFsOio0MB7rGogBaLkTwkzuUmzcixbX/s1600/DSCI0788.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1nOKOCYjk7aNwk6uU1YMFJDUzKh1tX-EUJFEfm2i9MB3jP92njJnR83hNSoJWDJFhQF4KRMNDIZyuJPAQ1A0sjW9WAuHaDFES0GZLdFOT2ZsBayFsOio0MB7rGogBaLkTwkzuUmzcixbX/s400/DSCI0788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612615347386990818" border="0" /></a>Napping and giggling during a quick break during MJS.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYJ39XN9oAfU2WH9YyqLQMc-PgvGo6bEXPsfEEwvTSzhZwuVA3sX9I6sH3QoMNX8UTIeaA4S4dbd1D-7qUiZbcG5qX7eEFTgmHnp5iAShC9YTDB249vfYOSuibwiRdBCv3JagrI48biuTi/s1600/DSCI0790.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-YnM48LGyxfMjvSgNk6P5k_fgL4OCsI-YE2DYCTQOSEMdAQ027cNSXg2Y-60KPHaFGQHbvdtZhkMkdBGgmPszGEf_3zuo3VRzZCN27VCShYv1XhDszIHpoiWmOU1JUj8JgLTrSrn79LBA/s1600/251486_10150635633625107_651490106_18939549_7671895_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-YnM48LGyxfMjvSgNk6P5k_fgL4OCsI-YE2DYCTQOSEMdAQ027cNSXg2Y-60KPHaFGQHbvdtZhkMkdBGgmPszGEf_3zuo3VRzZCN27VCShYv1XhDszIHpoiWmOU1JUj8JgLTrSrn79LBA/s400/251486_10150635633625107_651490106_18939549_7671895_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613059531619291106" border="0" /></a>I got a chance to briefly help out with the art build to make signs and puppets for the March and party to show oppositoion to the permits to blast Ison Rock Ridge- in Appalachia, VA.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQOpbqUsha9EEOZq1Eh1xtMCglj4Khx3pOboH7wgWMgKF5YlMh4yk4zsCS8pvpksRf1aSQ2mEGSblEQx3lU8wfKmFE2uSghKb8rcFK4yyI_Y5XzOm1UnoVXWX2OthOE2MTOmR4sfGFTsqR/s1600/DSCI0792.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQOpbqUsha9EEOZq1Eh1xtMCglj4Khx3pOboH7wgWMgKF5YlMh4yk4zsCS8pvpksRf1aSQ2mEGSblEQx3lU8wfKmFE2uSghKb8rcFK4yyI_Y5XzOm1UnoVXWX2OthOE2MTOmR4sfGFTsqR/s400/DSCI0792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612609949999649010" border="0" /></a>We also took a little field trip to Jeff Chapmans studio- they are really amazing folks and it was so great to see their beautiful art!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvX-CF0TXLU5MWqkA-dEX9I3mLT9Q1432i3LFwDrKxRn9VSpJq8X8_cby9Tp4y9Ztv4ueL2ypJDl1P4JShlFAWsZY2UwAUDIiolRxG_1PrB1zscBQh6c0dBpVrwNmkx6tUkSvxL1iyfFrX/s1600/253878_10150635628405107_651490106_18939513_7000489_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvX-CF0TXLU5MWqkA-dEX9I3mLT9Q1432i3LFwDrKxRn9VSpJq8X8_cby9Tp4y9Ztv4ueL2ypJDl1P4JShlFAWsZY2UwAUDIiolRxG_1PrB1zscBQh6c0dBpVrwNmkx6tUkSvxL1iyfFrX/s400/253878_10150635628405107_651490106_18939513_7000489_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613059522607443426" border="0" /></a>Evening music--- with that beehive banner at work!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8oUwkH9skRdJLu-JOGZSL_6I8txmhNPP6gx4mRV8FjLl-L1CVZLK-jy6vugel_CNLWRsINekuDlHcBgaNlJv8QsQi6D9suE9-gC7ZAn-SGTm2IqmbLuDDxJYZ0qck4tyQw5zeCgU_ZbiY/s1600/242145_10150635671865107_651490106_18940053_4586568_o.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8oUwkH9skRdJLu-JOGZSL_6I8txmhNPP6gx4mRV8FjLl-L1CVZLK-jy6vugel_CNLWRsINekuDlHcBgaNlJv8QsQi6D9suE9-gC7ZAn-SGTm2IqmbLuDDxJYZ0qck4tyQw5zeCgU_ZbiY/s400/242145_10150635671865107_651490106_18940053_4586568_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613059518573971058" border="0" /></a>Camp photo!! yeeaah Mountain Justice!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF1yHzWW-RwVLtE5PO1qwl_o7QzIDs2uXh-E3sS_dazZFLc3bFa8g-PuG6defz1G1ALBkU8I-4GYVNVi0Iz_YwjLoGOFmytZjyBsjl9g8hBDj-GBejISKAX4Gm4dqpWRjtVcJfltyI4lBf/s1600/243828_10150637463410107_651490106_18960959_7215528_o.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 224px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF1yHzWW-RwVLtE5PO1qwl_o7QzIDs2uXh-E3sS_dazZFLc3bFa8g-PuG6defz1G1ALBkU8I-4GYVNVi0Iz_YwjLoGOFmytZjyBsjl9g8hBDj-GBejISKAX4Gm4dqpWRjtVcJfltyI4lBf/s400/243828_10150637463410107_651490106_18960959_7215528_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613059537036055842" border="0" /></a>Those signs we made at work...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGPOkdTjjlXffxBsdEWlVtwDXb5dZ9sqCc1Ii_2REGGm2IJCx9PeWxiNcPRcut5XQoeE8a0Z4qSn5MlDRMrjN-uCG12I1zhRXeKRmEDxBKgXS_ewbX8qeervezHJqN_vv5CIiDdAY14BR/s1600/DSCI0800.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGPOkdTjjlXffxBsdEWlVtwDXb5dZ9sqCc1Ii_2REGGm2IJCx9PeWxiNcPRcut5XQoeE8a0Z4qSn5MlDRMrjN-uCG12I1zhRXeKRmEDxBKgXS_ewbX8qeervezHJqN_vv5CIiDdAY14BR/s400/DSCI0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612609946178840098" border="0" /></a>Yeah, Yeah! Rockin MJ volunteers heading to WV with us to do some mega work and help do work in prep for Blair! Did you register for the march and get a phone call asking making sure you have all the info you need? You can thank these fine folks (and some more!).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAQ_jS_GetyIqpOFozRdhvOrP2RHl-lEdJnOt6TkQL4TTiRKb8SY38dwMmbIO_JOvdcuTxZYYBNAcQoRj-LZ2SEFbjQAs9tAyqT6f5slKut9UKWbezY_JmMoCD_ZhQDbxjRxVUkpKmkER/s1600/DSCI0802.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRAQ_jS_GetyIqpOFozRdhvOrP2RHl-lEdJnOt6TkQL4TTiRKb8SY38dwMmbIO_JOvdcuTxZYYBNAcQoRj-LZ2SEFbjQAs9tAyqT6f5slKut9UKWbezY_JmMoCD_ZhQDbxjRxVUkpKmkER/s400/DSCI0802.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612609944665813010" border="0" /></a>catching some zzzz's in the backyard...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-Adei39kBM4DHiJGY89YXCTZr9yZeqqKn6TAXOAkQ-wLhW9NTg3ofN3o3XoXjI76sme05bU3qEnv_GFppFrvtlet12ta1IKfEX0SCg2U0MgwMlkXN8INl_P3gIyJAT7spl2AuSTSe0uY/s1600/DSCI0807.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-Adei39kBM4DHiJGY89YXCTZr9yZeqqKn6TAXOAkQ-wLhW9NTg3ofN3o3XoXjI76sme05bU3qEnv_GFppFrvtlet12ta1IKfEX0SCg2U0MgwMlkXN8INl_P3gIyJAT7spl2AuSTSe0uY/s400/DSCI0807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612609937799956194" border="0" /></a>And here we are. Moved into the March on Blair Mountain Headquarters in marmet. Working all the time, like crazy people. Crazy people working really hard together and gearing up for something really amazing and huge! I feel incredibly excited for the march... and incredibly humbled by the amazing people I am working with to pull off this momentous event! It's amazing.<br /><br />And yesterday, we reached 500 registrants. The numbers keep growing. Amazing.molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6186409583307564733.post-68031623912753108062011-04-23T10:21:00.000-07:002011-04-24T10:58:33.915-07:00And then it was April...Woahhhh. Somehow, it has become April. Late April, at that! Who knew? (Hopefully most of you already knew...) Since last posting, I've been pretty busy--- buzzing around doing all sorts of things--- and here are some highlights and clips:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihWbZFGUElPt0yp2YBHipqNM8skrhPRaVpM97XjiLEZDn97P0ukNWKArlV_cnmWKRRjFWIX9SZXttX2ihRS3j2kQaGev1xtjr94vSB3bqYmMI2eE87lowQccgSlM8HgZBQoFgxY9qoPtAw/s1600/DSCI0457.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihWbZFGUElPt0yp2YBHipqNM8skrhPRaVpM97XjiLEZDn97P0ukNWKArlV_cnmWKRRjFWIX9SZXttX2ihRS3j2kQaGev1xtjr94vSB3bqYmMI2eE87lowQccgSlM8HgZBQoFgxY9qoPtAw/s400/DSCI0457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598831570512832562" border="0" /></a>I got a few tubes of the magical new print run- courtesy of all the fine folks that helped support us with the <a href="http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/beehivecollective/the-beehive-collectives-10th-anniversary-poster-pr-0">kickstarter campaign</a>- i may or may not of had an excited freak out- which included pulling them all out and saying 'ahh!! yesss!!' alot.... the landlord was doing a check in at the time, and probably thought i was a total crazy person...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHPMKdV7GLY6nDTcVFJGUE5QUB_m3684P1AkBE25SrKh-EL3fZYryqg0c6T4k4adjpRlhfVOBOQNxXDitTtQirGXtwSWsCkvIL3xxJjFJXnzMuJ7tRKIiTg-ZWQPhvRVTQEV0TcJozAm7O/s1600/DSCI0459.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHPMKdV7GLY6nDTcVFJGUE5QUB_m3684P1AkBE25SrKh-EL3fZYryqg0c6T4k4adjpRlhfVOBOQNxXDitTtQirGXtwSWsCkvIL3xxJjFJXnzMuJ7tRKIiTg-ZWQPhvRVTQEV0TcJozAm7O/s400/DSCI0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598831574899090066" border="0" /></a><br />the doughnut man came to hang out- and we made delightfully colorful (red, white, and yellow!) beer batter vegan onion rings.... deeelightful!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXFTCQyPtQX7hGHqxkqoSnMqGeXXKtNTsW42nJ6jF7v79h8bDujbwnLW0w72G-9tS179i2woaYJYpGA93JIfk9LBm7eI_n0jnuJoccdRPl5QrHpBgAXqEeJu9Ibaw8XS-AJjSS4BjxrqO/s1600/DSCI0460.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXFTCQyPtQX7hGHqxkqoSnMqGeXXKtNTsW42nJ6jF7v79h8bDujbwnLW0w72G-9tS179i2woaYJYpGA93JIfk9LBm7eI_n0jnuJoccdRPl5QrHpBgAXqEeJu9Ibaw8XS-AJjSS4BjxrqO/s400/DSCI0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598831578850183522" border="0" /></a>Strategy session for the media working group... outside on the porch-- success!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggH70OMC6lW4WbvU60OBPYXDgJluv2OpMDiuK5xwnb-hapqHCmrEEbyasG5Nzf_PCW71Yf4QVcwnxVEyS7v-jsgect7ot8FHGguBR_6SS0XKWCisl6jDMhsVa0e9V3VPQyhpOS1HreZLc-/s1600/DSCI0469.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggH70OMC6lW4WbvU60OBPYXDgJluv2OpMDiuK5xwnb-hapqHCmrEEbyasG5Nzf_PCW71Yf4QVcwnxVEyS7v-jsgect7ot8FHGguBR_6SS0XKWCisl6jDMhsVa0e9V3VPQyhpOS1HreZLc-/s400/DSCI0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598831582507578994" border="0" /></a>haha. oh my.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjpujMIPKQK2bYnG4Yk_45AZhyphenhyphentPDs16l0lEO7OarnDjwaIQB2O6Mnb4u_mNQKRBjLMcAYKIpNnYVBrFLk4028FLeAg13lRrlpcChrMHUlBXqy7VQORoftuuZRPCt7tGtuAnZupum-ywZ/s1600/DSCI0470.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPjpujMIPKQK2bYnG4Yk_45AZhyphenhyphentPDs16l0lEO7OarnDjwaIQB2O6Mnb4u_mNQKRBjLMcAYKIpNnYVBrFLk4028FLeAg13lRrlpcChrMHUlBXqy7VQORoftuuZRPCt7tGtuAnZupum-ywZ/s400/DSCI0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832926806922722" border="0" /></a>birthday birthday bithday!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlYPVZYUNDdtB3IMh-sJDj0n_LPis-_xk-Jn91jDFrlilI6Im0svOCKICpcp6dPddkNX4UXoHA23QknJ9Jq47chUFAG6_9wcLM48LD2qYEF1UtErrrhdSMJxW7maLT4HXndMgkuC_dJhWq/s1600/DSCI0471.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlYPVZYUNDdtB3IMh-sJDj0n_LPis-_xk-Jn91jDFrlilI6Im0svOCKICpcp6dPddkNX4UXoHA23QknJ9Jq47chUFAG6_9wcLM48LD2qYEF1UtErrrhdSMJxW7maLT4HXndMgkuC_dJhWq/s400/DSCI0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832932458153458" border="0" /></a>Dartmouth College students came for a visit to the coal river valley- and we had a hang out/chat about the work volunteers do with CRMW... followed by a beehive presentation in big room.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXFTCQyPtQX7hGHqxkqoSnMqGeXXKtNTsW42nJ6jF7v79h8bDujbwnLW0w72G-9tS179i2woaYJYpGA93JIfk9LBm7eI_n0jnuJoccdRPl5QrHpBgAXqEeJu9Ibaw8XS-AJjSS4BjxrqO/s1600/DSCI0460.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIpRRI546GjteZVN2CI3DS1WpjA1o7AC0KgQedBgjjcDcH8SbQEVfdMQiE2zi1zr72nzPGuM9lcXmVM7ntl4HX7HbsRr8vjOLk7u0oDGl6BEqJdowiIxOUmvipcrQzGZf6Ah0TqIDgebO/s1600/DSCI0473.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIpRRI546GjteZVN2CI3DS1WpjA1o7AC0KgQedBgjjcDcH8SbQEVfdMQiE2zi1zr72nzPGuM9lcXmVM7ntl4HX7HbsRr8vjOLk7u0oDGl6BEqJdowiIxOUmvipcrQzGZf6Ah0TqIDgebO/s400/DSCI0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832936978815602" border="0" /></a>I complained to my mother about the John Kerry sticker that was on my new car---- so mom decided to get me a cover up sticker.... Give Bees a Chance... so so so cliche and so perfect.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSmeweR2dy387WGvqB5XH46CVONpr5UCxK8LFgrzRo5-mMH0DxrcKV_phmDzxbu1Xm6utTDWLhcaxOK5t_h3GjhjtLy50IVugRtr9rX2p77Gu1UqQ82kJxr-W3KvR7ZebatEiPNdYNV51/s1600/DSCI0485.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVSmeweR2dy387WGvqB5XH46CVONpr5UCxK8LFgrzRo5-mMH0DxrcKV_phmDzxbu1Xm6utTDWLhcaxOK5t_h3GjhjtLy50IVugRtr9rX2p77Gu1UqQ82kJxr-W3KvR7ZebatEiPNdYNV51/s400/DSCI0485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598832941038825266" border="0" /></a>Just hanging out in Charleston...<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyexqHPe9NK1Y9UUny7AY79aSrjtCo0YjeSgYj5518nojqzuIo2KqAsxnJTCVUKz-Kkkd1dJeqF-koQOtv8smCDESdMrrkt_moOI1utqW6vrZWe7L3Ei8bXLrInYUFx8PhkhpslyXpvnst/s1600/DSCI0518.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyexqHPe9NK1Y9UUny7AY79aSrjtCo0YjeSgYj5518nojqzuIo2KqAsxnJTCVUKz-Kkkd1dJeqF-koQOtv8smCDESdMrrkt_moOI1utqW6vrZWe7L3Ei8bXLrInYUFx8PhkhpslyXpvnst/s400/DSCI0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598858409467368514" border="0" /></a>Beehive show at the Covenant House in Charleston<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjIpRRI546GjteZVN2CI3DS1WpjA1o7AC0KgQedBgjjcDcH8SbQEVfdMQiE2zi1zr72nzPGuM9lcXmVM7ntl4HX7HbsRr8vjOLk7u0oDGl6BEqJdowiIxOUmvipcrQzGZf6Ah0TqIDgebO/s1600/DSCI0473.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWZljBLn0Zkr98mahaJQHVFm-L0Rn69HqzFaxnvvdHutzI1tgVV5No0-rSZc33QcWtpeNMz7g4l9QN55OnhNtClxN7zcj8Osx49L6CWkbJJ0_hOStldYAibcsgSa34n1s7h7Dytg3-Opd/s1600/DSCI0532.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguWZljBLn0Zkr98mahaJQHVFm-L0Rn69HqzFaxnvvdHutzI1tgVV5No0-rSZc33QcWtpeNMz7g4l9QN55OnhNtClxN7zcj8Osx49L6CWkbJJ0_hOStldYAibcsgSa34n1s7h7Dytg3-Opd/s400/DSCI0532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598834067380778690" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVW7XJzzZMY2E2-JDn2wonWMstGuUn-rwqrwNG6Q8WWnIK7J7u73YjNNVGDCKNTuVp7D42WmDy5L8aDvdwKrrZKFP2XYLUq3Nho6A6kImfFVpwat2rU9Eh2bSa4o4czsjyIVx3HoXIqGti/s1600/DSCI0553.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVW7XJzzZMY2E2-JDn2wonWMstGuUn-rwqrwNG6Q8WWnIK7J7u73YjNNVGDCKNTuVp7D42WmDy5L8aDvdwKrrZKFP2XYLUq3Nho6A6kImfFVpwat2rU9Eh2bSa4o4czsjyIVx3HoXIqGti/s400/DSCI0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598834981626712226" border="0" /></a>Our little ballerina<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigskhTh7qvdQAu6MHjw08HLDfCxFj9XoG1SGKtnELQaudZXvQZUpBW7HKzpyT3wt5RXkdVTKMhvtABSddLUhHconi_yvUfPS2nA0uKrP7pnTQewSuJlgxWbCFkxNBLobpNFbPW0SPOvcIL/s1600/DSCI0545.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigskhTh7qvdQAu6MHjw08HLDfCxFj9XoG1SGKtnELQaudZXvQZUpBW7HKzpyT3wt5RXkdVTKMhvtABSddLUhHconi_yvUfPS2nA0uKrP7pnTQewSuJlgxWbCFkxNBLobpNFbPW0SPOvcIL/s400/DSCI0545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598834077217565826" border="0" /></a>This is the pressure I have to deal with... everyday. I just wanted to make dinner...<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyexqHPe9NK1Y9UUny7AY79aSrjtCo0YjeSgYj5518nojqzuIo2KqAsxnJTCVUKz-Kkkd1dJeqF-koQOtv8smCDESdMrrkt_moOI1utqW6vrZWe7L3Ei8bXLrInYUFx8PhkhpslyXpvnst/s1600/DSCI0518.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdHhADD-dNRtKJoBpIoGJ5S55-DegaIeVOITjJr0feT9vVpxB6awCdGDWdJUWw_ZzDoDVwa7a2T2qO0g29kZYoNDBX0FGw7SfJg-VdMT6-VqxxA0YB6Qm8fLt2ntxK0rCtgMMdf2KHHDHK/s1600/DSCI0562.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdHhADD-dNRtKJoBpIoGJ5S55-DegaIeVOITjJr0feT9vVpxB6awCdGDWdJUWw_ZzDoDVwa7a2T2qO0g29kZYoNDBX0FGw7SfJg-VdMT6-VqxxA0YB6Qm8fLt2ntxK0rCtgMMdf2KHHDHK/s400/DSCI0562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598834985916838514" border="0" /></a>My mama came to visit---- buttermilk biscuits for breakfast!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdXFTCQyPtQX7hGHqxkqoSnMqGeXXKtNTsW42nJ6jF7v79h8bDujbwnLW0w72G-9tS179i2woaYJYpGA93JIfk9LBm7eI_n0jnuJoccdRPl5QrHpBgAXqEeJu9Ibaw8XS-AJjSS4BjxrqO/s1600/DSCI0460.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggH70OMC6lW4WbvU60OBPYXDgJluv2OpMDiuK5xwnb-hapqHCmrEEbyasG5Nzf_PCW71Yf4QVcwnxVEyS7v-jsgect7ot8FHGguBR_6SS0XKWCisl6jDMhsVa0e9V3VPQyhpOS1HreZLc-/s1600/DSCI0469.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUdfmzSUJDz3W1o-i6ez34TOw1fR-GBY8DJXIPSUtC_yoREltwb5YpwRJNsq2PQXZOeQ2-92iJqyWw7RLaNKjosS6sXuJ3sgiLuiworipnOf0jz9dNcoF_uShOJgztQg4HoPdpQsHPQT2w/s1600/DSCI0566.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUdfmzSUJDz3W1o-i6ez34TOw1fR-GBY8DJXIPSUtC_yoREltwb5YpwRJNsq2PQXZOeQ2-92iJqyWw7RLaNKjosS6sXuJ3sgiLuiworipnOf0jz9dNcoF_uShOJgztQg4HoPdpQsHPQT2w/s400/DSCI0566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598834992233625714" border="0" /></a>haha....<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfhGN-KODmRnduoa0UJJMLG-2MsSMfHAFtfXAp0nWnbi-PHCEvCulJrYakAf8j8lN8dXqU9EZ_ZOYFtv_8XeuPTBK4ZLjjbWP-dNWB7qoA37tW3W3d-V-YE0iwt9cCVOKhGuCs-4Ge1M1/s1600/DSCI0570.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSfhGN-KODmRnduoa0UJJMLG-2MsSMfHAFtfXAp0nWnbi-PHCEvCulJrYakAf8j8lN8dXqU9EZ_ZOYFtv_8XeuPTBK4ZLjjbWP-dNWB7qoA37tW3W3d-V-YE0iwt9cCVOKhGuCs-4Ge1M1/s400/DSCI0570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598834994075042066" border="0" /></a><br />triple wow! heading to dc for a Training for Trainers for powershift stuff. The trip was horrendous-- including the worst anit-oppression workshop I've ever been to. But there were some highlights: meeting our new friend Reece- whos family is from WV and he has worked as a union organizer for years and now lives in DC and plans to come to the march, eating sprouts in the most obnoxious fashion during a session at the training, pressuring andrew to sing opera in front of everyone, and getting Georgetown cupcakes. Worth it? No, but those are some pretty great bonuses.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxVBwNFL_mu8_Cm0MG3tWHtLbhT82CIdvKfS5VyP1MI9hmfQPSERHaEsmt9TMd7EZNOqt4hn7qURyAmEm49BXxufd2TnUIZ2jh-V_tPy9XR7INc05v-FAZ3RSWL7TOTGmjVmeUH0NFP04/s1600/DSCI0576.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxVBwNFL_mu8_Cm0MG3tWHtLbhT82CIdvKfS5VyP1MI9hmfQPSERHaEsmt9TMd7EZNOqt4hn7qURyAmEm49BXxufd2TnUIZ2jh-V_tPy9XR7INc05v-FAZ3RSWL7TOTGmjVmeUH0NFP04/s400/DSCI0576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598837544526704082" border="0" /></a>Open house pot luck at New House...it was so nice to have folks over and the weather was just perfect to be hanging out outside<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71CWaZadLBUOOOZBn-8ZPN1LSFp-p9qZ2yQq1pNbS6iT00_3ySnTEeSI7CuxtrauOl_IkB7Ob8-hNW5Kttcc3E4_UsySHUO-QN3cSNhwQPtserpCUp-io6Ouj8ClyqKDevCgIccqNNbT-/s1600/DSCI0580.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71CWaZadLBUOOOZBn-8ZPN1LSFp-p9qZ2yQq1pNbS6iT00_3ySnTEeSI7CuxtrauOl_IkB7Ob8-hNW5Kttcc3E4_UsySHUO-QN3cSNhwQPtserpCUp-io6Ouj8ClyqKDevCgIccqNNbT-/s400/DSCI0580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598837549856791026" border="0" /></a>Emma came to visit (the same week Mattie came to visit- what a week!)- we went for a hike up the the ridge behind our house... a few days after I had just hiked up there. It was so amazing to see how much the plants had come to life and peaked out---<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix6XVG2FBIibbdS7QwW4R5Z7Q4-nhcQjLEHeKfW0NVQb9MEP5wBtJbCobAfB0VN2TOiWb0Q04HvWaH0_VlEL8qIGdqPPb7qhunJEIvclcf9iqk0cC-Tmhs9lBLlC9pfyStrutQeIYNTs7h/s1600/DSCI0582.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEix6XVG2FBIibbdS7QwW4R5Z7Q4-nhcQjLEHeKfW0NVQb9MEP5wBtJbCobAfB0VN2TOiWb0Q04HvWaH0_VlEL8qIGdqPPb7qhunJEIvclcf9iqk0cC-Tmhs9lBLlC9pfyStrutQeIYNTs7h/s400/DSCI0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598837552312878818" border="0" /></a>We found a nice big patch of ramps... the first time I had pulled some out this season. And Em got to take some home- win win win!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscPGoUc4FhcJ9JigOrxTX4y_rkkByGW-4YCvXwzk0cWVkCNRc6nmOuQQQB23l5W7FXvbjEI0zhle_9WuXRD24LfNLdbjKpO9KODNzCkRZunE55HLx91wuSyurV955eEs-YkQZLklpRUe1/s1600/DSCI0585.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscPGoUc4FhcJ9JigOrxTX4y_rkkByGW-4YCvXwzk0cWVkCNRc6nmOuQQQB23l5W7FXvbjEI0zhle_9WuXRD24LfNLdbjKpO9KODNzCkRZunE55HLx91wuSyurV955eEs-YkQZLklpRUe1/s400/DSCI0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598837562612274802" border="0" /></a>Ramps, Fiddle Heads, and the first morel of the season!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSCR3C2wGtBvCVVwlexcGGJkD3p9fFziNXQrsebOgDO-WNQi9Aqf-hcJEsNjryE6TCUe7SD1tjN5YxYFcj2BsCyy-zzFNwGN-aOe6b4Tt7LEet2lYan-xawmO4IXIpcq72zeYiICM4MpS/s1600/DSCI0589.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkSCR3C2wGtBvCVVwlexcGGJkD3p9fFziNXQrsebOgDO-WNQi9Aqf-hcJEsNjryE6TCUe7SD1tjN5YxYFcj2BsCyy-zzFNwGN-aOe6b4Tt7LEet2lYan-xawmO4IXIpcq72zeYiICM4MpS/s400/DSCI0589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598843960964340706" border="0" /></a>We went for a family hike at the New River Gorge--- it was pretty much a cluster, lots of running around, getting there late--- the usual. But it was awfully pretty and things were on the verge of bursting out of their winter time shells... so exciting!<br /><br />I was being serenaded by these two lovely folks from above that rock--- "If i fall, will you let me down easy. If I leave my heart with you tonight will you promise me that you're going to treat it right?"<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCtEHERxdJ7r6P7loLt590Vozy9TSdt0qKg77GgC4fDCIiut_x4jJJoyO4jYQpl8pSQ6F5PQDECNOsJEH-owCUPxtNW01Iv-W-ndIFGXoxHcjmUHDb2qTWq8rLdO5iXIlpfhlRYOIwoHLt/s1600/DSCI0587.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCtEHERxdJ7r6P7loLt590Vozy9TSdt0qKg77GgC4fDCIiut_x4jJJoyO4jYQpl8pSQ6F5PQDECNOsJEH-owCUPxtNW01Iv-W-ndIFGXoxHcjmUHDb2qTWq8rLdO5iXIlpfhlRYOIwoHLt/s400/DSCI0587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598843959877998562" border="0" /></a>Exploring<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrIZevtoCVFeIkXxxT5j2N1eDykN_2PqIp5qD68UjQyoEZiysGrnT3mDCxMtLzvVSAmoMicUuYwjmJWeNeE0NU_45vX5oKju0JDSMY9h3F7-bFryqJSrLsdSSg_2CsLihb-4A7W_rWG0-/s1600/DSCI0586.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghrIZevtoCVFeIkXxxT5j2N1eDykN_2PqIp5qD68UjQyoEZiysGrnT3mDCxMtLzvVSAmoMicUuYwjmJWeNeE0NU_45vX5oKju0JDSMY9h3F7-bFryqJSrLsdSSg_2CsLihb-4A7W_rWG0-/s400/DSCI0586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598843952215075474" border="0" /></a>mountains + hiking= happy dave!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71CWaZadLBUOOOZBn-8ZPN1LSFp-p9qZ2yQq1pNbS6iT00_3ySnTEeSI7CuxtrauOl_IkB7Ob8-hNW5Kttcc3E4_UsySHUO-QN3cSNhwQPtserpCUp-io6Ouj8ClyqKDevCgIccqNNbT-/s1600/DSCI0580.JPG"> </a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGtjljsNBovSEXGNTx5XJxcFDUt2DRhyphenhyphen3Dr3BFTORugNvWnSehdTpuWSQry4F9lPjGpVPlQnWq1yuQurKYDmVGNhpFwb_pl4cm3ueBklPtc_1DGHkKRLhJ0mIy-ngJeumR588_y1gi-KeQ/s1600/DSCI0596.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGtjljsNBovSEXGNTx5XJxcFDUt2DRhyphenhyphen3Dr3BFTORugNvWnSehdTpuWSQry4F9lPjGpVPlQnWq1yuQurKYDmVGNhpFwb_pl4cm3ueBklPtc_1DGHkKRLhJ0mIy-ngJeumR588_y1gi-KeQ/s400/DSCI0596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598843968149851858" border="0" /></a>Family photo!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaO0gNKovmsRE8DJ-iA9f83l6x01S0lmw46iBsSUYuflX0fDORf5lLf7ji7FIAyD4hxtueMuSdTqceuswNI3217s5umwPVk298UNJtAWqHtDw6VDvtKtmDqkus2deOZ6R-RZahebavY3ln/s1600/DSCI0600.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaO0gNKovmsRE8DJ-iA9f83l6x01S0lmw46iBsSUYuflX0fDORf5lLf7ji7FIAyD4hxtueMuSdTqceuswNI3217s5umwPVk298UNJtAWqHtDw6VDvtKtmDqkus2deOZ6R-RZahebavY3ln/s400/DSCI0600.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598845249173048098" border="0" /></a>awwweee we love each other!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhefps-BLWIm4iepmw6Y0E9hOcsv0nld8DV_OjEJ_7NeA5ImWBGIhMGTEFfyN5_UPiiEXoopYP1RypY_8sSLRP_wi5xdmFGWg3MZiU0o7BMSukKORdnzXxdE91-oI1nlyllwGbJoxXFh_yy/s1600/DSCI0604.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhefps-BLWIm4iepmw6Y0E9hOcsv0nld8DV_OjEJ_7NeA5ImWBGIhMGTEFfyN5_UPiiEXoopYP1RypY_8sSLRP_wi5xdmFGWg3MZiU0o7BMSukKORdnzXxdE91-oI1nlyllwGbJoxXFh_yy/s400/DSCI0604.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598845260694090978" border="0" /></a>love bug<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGtjljsNBovSEXGNTx5XJxcFDUt2DRhyphenhyphen3Dr3BFTORugNvWnSehdTpuWSQry4F9lPjGpVPlQnWq1yuQurKYDmVGNhpFwb_pl4cm3ueBklPtc_1DGHkKRLhJ0mIy-ngJeumR588_y1gi-KeQ/s1600/DSCI0596.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71CWaZadLBUOOOZBn-8ZPN1LSFp-p9qZ2yQq1pNbS6iT00_3ySnTEeSI7CuxtrauOl_IkB7Ob8-hNW5Kttcc3E4_UsySHUO-QN3cSNhwQPtserpCUp-io6Ouj8ClyqKDevCgIccqNNbT-/s1600/DSCI0580.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8TI9J8wJorg8cecbktbNXPYj-qrpQxndaGBYkBpVyMGBNLb7teEqT3ZkvCxfsJk0whLbX3xe6b_KkULgjxZD1yg2ZNJwu1TgK0oSsU43IOLkeNbzozmmv468bMi_pDtcu7iEaB3MLFa5x/s1600/DSCI0612.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8TI9J8wJorg8cecbktbNXPYj-qrpQxndaGBYkBpVyMGBNLb7teEqT3ZkvCxfsJk0whLbX3xe6b_KkULgjxZD1yg2ZNJwu1TgK0oSsU43IOLkeNbzozmmv468bMi_pDtcu7iEaB3MLFa5x/s400/DSCI0612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598845270187133826" border="0" /></a>CRMW strategy meeting... we were able to rip open the big bag of 'what is our strategy, what are we doing, how are we doing it, and why are we here?' a long day of meetings, but totally productive.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtzl_DwFX30WqZk218eGntQNvOK1ba1NA0s-i0YY5nzJuEOz6YpCLCXigkAXUTdbETQ7K2m3Y11LKRxrZTlhKCAwi_gmKd3VPs57ZjybYcLxWS59nZzYHk-U972cIiXoFSCLwrBN02JnO7/s1600/DSCI0611.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtzl_DwFX30WqZk218eGntQNvOK1ba1NA0s-i0YY5nzJuEOz6YpCLCXigkAXUTdbETQ7K2m3Y11LKRxrZTlhKCAwi_gmKd3VPs57ZjybYcLxWS59nZzYHk-U972cIiXoFSCLwrBN02JnO7/s400/DSCI0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598845263226315522" border="0" /></a>More strategy session break outs- at the end- we came to the conclusion that one day is not enough and we have scheduled a follow up session to put that bag we ripped open back together... woohoo! (i love meetings, i love strategy, and i love collaborative conversations... even if they take us a while to get through!)<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiLLzYzrbhGq98SljTdq-x2jY0D8s92DyhmBMJIm4-_Um8M4TfSh1bC0eNBF718ZUDHuLC0EDyyL0o8ZnvCoLZ0JcMxZXx6V-JJsvyoh_EyPLnkL4p74DBxQoK95vL25Sv9ElU7VLuKpyw/s1600/DSCI0613.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiLLzYzrbhGq98SljTdq-x2jY0D8s92DyhmBMJIm4-_Um8M4TfSh1bC0eNBF718ZUDHuLC0EDyyL0o8ZnvCoLZ0JcMxZXx6V-JJsvyoh_EyPLnkL4p74DBxQoK95vL25Sv9ElU7VLuKpyw/s400/DSCI0613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598850651041639666" border="0" /></a>The only photo taken at Powershift (from my camera). Lord Andrew leading the crew...<br /><br />Powershift 2011--- ended up being rough. The trainings went better than I expected, but still felt like an un-strategic use of resources (time, money, people power...). Blair Outreach went really well, to spite not having a table (which means there was no CRMW outreach- bummer!).<br /><br />Most notable and summary report I can give? We made the very smart choice of bringing a coffee maker with us- and setting it up in the training room. So on sat morning, we got the the convention center at 7:30 or so, and immediately put on a pot of coffee (duh). EK, Becks, and I all fell asleep, right next to the coffee maker- waiting for it to brew. So sad, so true, and so telling. We were woken by James yelling 'hello beautiful people' and Andrew opera singing us to our feet... yup. that's powershift 2011 in a nut shell.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-qbnqComR_TkHNBiOXEOtiLXVeb9yB4ZBr_D0YRoKifDVWo-4t2c4vaVZcIxDgO1rAS3YWh9oPWukFuI8CbogFwMN8ETXJPs2Ucmb2rixwdqNBkN7iWmwMI_ZDzS-e46rdvchyNcMrNpR/s1600/DSCI0617.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-qbnqComR_TkHNBiOXEOtiLXVeb9yB4ZBr_D0YRoKifDVWo-4t2c4vaVZcIxDgO1rAS3YWh9oPWukFuI8CbogFwMN8ETXJPs2Ucmb2rixwdqNBkN7iWmwMI_ZDzS-e46rdvchyNcMrNpR/s400/DSCI0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598850654369968658" border="0" /></a>Question: How do you make a<a href="http://marchonblairmountain.org/"> 5 day march</a> more accessible to more people? Well, you have 40 cots shipped to your house so people who need them can have another option other than sleeping on the ground or being driven to a hotel each night....<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh71CWaZadLBUOOOZBn-8ZPN1LSFp-p9qZ2yQq1pNbS6iT00_3ySnTEeSI7CuxtrauOl_IkB7Ob8-hNW5Kttcc3E4_UsySHUO-QN3cSNhwQPtserpCUp-io6Ouj8ClyqKDevCgIccqNNbT-/s1600/DSCI0580.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPJy8Kw8ZWBNf1cS21nOOAWZfAHc5aRMoJMn6U0vswY7qkZCdGadPfjIb2GaHkQs_wU19frM6NOujZdXG4weGr9IFGz_1PZkAjjKpE1KKUGX38KHmo2v-LSk3VAaXY2Z6JlfjgVPgDOoW/s1600/DSCI0618.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPJy8Kw8ZWBNf1cS21nOOAWZfAHc5aRMoJMn6U0vswY7qkZCdGadPfjIb2GaHkQs_wU19frM6NOujZdXG4weGr9IFGz_1PZkAjjKpE1KKUGX38KHmo2v-LSk3VAaXY2Z6JlfjgVPgDOoW/s400/DSCI0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598850656589765474" border="0" /></a>Of course, those cots may be damn near impossible to put together (as the reviews promised). We tried pulling, tugging, wiggling, inching... and every thing else to get the polls into the slots. EK and I even tried a game of tug-o-war to stretch out the canvas... no luck. Just impossible!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPkgIbiPvgwHz41V45DJ6eMi7FO20ZjMR9JKzLDZAMCHEKl9aO8eSSdBq1jtm1geUgSju-HosSeIn5qnkKkealEWTibJ2x2nOEAVvI7l7M7L2RXnNOuYpc7Ajnnj974deffvRjybmTSUEC/s1600/DSCI0621.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPkgIbiPvgwHz41V45DJ6eMi7FO20ZjMR9JKzLDZAMCHEKl9aO8eSSdBq1jtm1geUgSju-HosSeIn5qnkKkealEWTibJ2x2nOEAVvI7l7M7L2RXnNOuYpc7Ajnnj974deffvRjybmTSUEC/s400/DSCI0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598850664898474306" border="0" /></a>And then-- out of the mountains- come Ivan and Maureen. Who, after the standard push, pull, and tug- ended up using a root digger tool to pop the polls in. Next step? Test out the comfortability of them.<br /><br />Conclusion of the cots: Well, it might be better than sleeping on the ground. maybe.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLZ_SC2ioYZPY277sG7hRHiOlXBAFFzwmdbS955tJ87HXcaDzqhwra_TenhKGS340-6ijlTP1uTzkELV9jaC4t3jg3YjQeMuO8N9MxuS63wy8UP9M8RFOZ2JbQlVpEdSl6l-bRZyX69Qls/s1600/DSCI0629.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLZ_SC2ioYZPY277sG7hRHiOlXBAFFzwmdbS955tJ87HXcaDzqhwra_TenhKGS340-6ijlTP1uTzkELV9jaC4t3jg3YjQeMuO8N9MxuS63wy8UP9M8RFOZ2JbQlVpEdSl6l-bRZyX69Qls/s400/DSCI0629.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598853432149988322" border="0" /></a>Mountains providing dinner for us- Morels, dryad saddle mushrooms, fiddle heads, nettles, poke, green brier shoots, chick weed, ramps, solemn seal, water leaf, dandelions, Japanese knot weed.... so. so. amazing! (plus- i'm learning a lot about wild edibles--- woo!)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUiRvtfm3i9v3-qxPJoq4ejO-Meo9StGZrlJIoVojLQSsAo-P_9dfwDwKlkkBTWGJMhh1LJWgrWaEZZwFgd5ON3jpFdsMPYfs9XkG36pDQbSLLAncFWK4B9CdRNIrf3zTbi7kRyCBhxkEr/s1600/DSCI0624.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUiRvtfm3i9v3-qxPJoq4ejO-Meo9StGZrlJIoVojLQSsAo-P_9dfwDwKlkkBTWGJMhh1LJWgrWaEZZwFgd5ON3jpFdsMPYfs9XkG36pDQbSLLAncFWK4B9CdRNIrf3zTbi7kRyCBhxkEr/s400/DSCI0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598850669860226306" border="0" /></a>Dryad Saddle mushrooms... beautiful and delicious!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPkgIbiPvgwHz41V45DJ6eMi7FO20ZjMR9JKzLDZAMCHEKl9aO8eSSdBq1jtm1geUgSju-HosSeIn5qnkKkealEWTibJ2x2nOEAVvI7l7M7L2RXnNOuYpc7Ajnnj974deffvRjybmTSUEC/s1600/DSCI0621.JPG"><br /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlTe3QJqH0-hw9it6hYavKQbyVRmEb_dg1aYCRy4qg5DGuphy3PSlC6vKxBh9g-A2MmfzAzV79GLbZ7aTsFTV6qoeIbyiEWPYNDBBIAuHsp9iIpwISsaIwEeMHxnnPX25Ss7TwsVhLcD6/s1600/DSCI0632.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvlTe3QJqH0-hw9it6hYavKQbyVRmEb_dg1aYCRy4qg5DGuphy3PSlC6vKxBh9g-A2MmfzAzV79GLbZ7aTsFTV6qoeIbyiEWPYNDBBIAuHsp9iIpwISsaIwEeMHxnnPX25Ss7TwsVhLcD6/s400/DSCI0632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598853438992952354" border="0" /></a>Ek petty the very very cute baby goats we had at our house for a bit. William and Julia got these two babies- blacky and spot- to raise and make into dinner once they get big. They have been moved to a new home now (thanks to the extreme patience and understanding of William and Julia)...<br /><br /><br />And now- April is somehow coming to an end. What's next? Well- a week and a half of go time here, then zooming to columbus for a few days (beehive show, family/friends, work time mania), flying out to Maine for a week and a 1/2 of Beehive meetings, stopping in Boston for another show (with tyler! who i've never done a show with- sounds fun!), getting to columbus and quickly heading south for <a href="http://www.mountainjusticesummer.org/">MJ Summer Camp</a> in KY, and getting back to WV by the end (very end) of May... oh and then you know- getting ready for this totally amazing, totally huge, totally overwhelming, and totally great <a href="http://marchonblairmountain.org/">March </a>thats happening starting on June 6... woah.<br /><br />If you didn't catch it- the <a href="http://marchonblairmountain.org/">March on Blair Mountain</a> is happening in June. You should come, and you, and you, and your friends, and your sister, and your parents.... yup- even you. Oh, and especially you!<br /><br /><br />its go time!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIPJy8Kw8ZWBNf1cS21nOOAWZfAHc5aRMoJMn6U0vswY7qkZCdGadPfjIb2GaHkQs_wU19frM6NOujZdXG4weGr9IFGz_1PZkAjjKpE1KKUGX38KHmo2v-LSk3VAaXY2Z6JlfjgVPgDOoW/s1600/DSCI0618.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-qbnqComR_TkHNBiOXEOtiLXVeb9yB4ZBr_D0YRoKifDVWo-4t2c4vaVZcIxDgO1rAS3YWh9oPWukFuI8CbogFwMN8ETXJPs2Ucmb2rixwdqNBkN7iWmwMI_ZDzS-e46rdvchyNcMrNpR/s1600/DSCI0617.JPG"><br /></a>molly sheahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05105879516358956985noreply@blogger.com0