function is beauty
Jay, one of our employees and I, finished another terrace today. we have done four so far in a yard across the road from ours. it is funny; working landscape construction in massachusetts, i built stone retaining walls, like terraces for luxury. they are indeed beautiful. down here i am doing the exact same work, but it is purly for function. This is what love about edenic development, overcoming the dicotomy of function vs. aesthetic. i find that in sustainable land development, what is functional is beautiful, and what is beautiful is funtional. that is how i imagine the garden of eden. it is beautiful but also abundant and life giving, serving a primary function of providing food. it is stange to so far segrate much of the functions present in our world from our overall experience. when this unity isn´t taken into consideration is where our present global problems arise, pollution, desertification, erosion, leading to hunger, illness, violence and poverty. when we can appriciate and lovingly accomplish every step of our agriculture and industry, in harmony with the environment and society, we will really step forward to a more sustainable culture, and a prettier planet. at least this back yard with nice terraces is prettier and more fruitful now. one backyard at a time i suppose.
you on facebook may have read my update about how i was wondering when the lump on my arm would stop oozing. well, it did. after my friend squeezed a bot fly larvae out of it! yuck! it was the grossest thing i have ever seen on my body. there i was sqeezing the puss out one night, and then all of a sudden there was a little white pointy thing poking out of the hole. i sqeezed harder and a little more came out, but i couldn´t get any more out with one hand so i went to my friend Mac down the road. dependable Mac, slowly sqeezed and pulled till an almost inch long larvae came out of my arm. as it came out puss squirted on Mac´s face. yuck! but man am i happy to have that out of my arm!
last weekend Mac and I went on an awesome camping trip up above a huge waterfall, deep into the virgin forests up in the mountains. it was breathtaking, waterfall after waterfall. we came to an increadable view of where our river, the Cangrjal, empties out into the carribean by La Ceiba about 10 kilometers away. we could see all this from a full days hike up from the road into the jungle. we saw three snakes, and a howler monkey. As we were bushwhacking up a steep hill to ascend a waterfall Mac almost grabbed the most poisonous snake in the americas, the Fer deLance. It was perfectly camouflauged in the leaves. i never would have seen it. it really freaked me out. but we went on, and no snake bites. yey. we made it back safe two nights later with a lot of amazing photos, (Mac is a photographer), a better friendship and really sore calf muscles.
April 16th, 2008 at 9:33 pm
Damn Jon!
I told Anna about that larve in your arm and she started laughing about it and how you would react ect.
We saw ‘Into the Wild’ today - great movie and made me think of Shane - lovin the mountains so much etc, well lots of similarities, but then she said the character’s facial expressions and ways he expressed himself often reminded her of you.
Anyway, we miss you bro! Don’t let anything happen to you like that guy did!!
Yeah, we should head up to Beverly and see your brother etc even though you won’t be there. We’ll also hang with Paul of course. Anna’s mom will be with us too. Lame you won’t be there though!
Glad you are doing good and your arm isn’t oozing anymore - that was messed up dude!
Love,
Mike
April 20th, 2008 at 3:07 am
Botfly must have sneaked in on a biting mosquito. Only one inch long though…cmon, that’s small potatoes.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GovCCbXJk3U&feature=related
April 21st, 2008 at 6:09 pm
Jon,
That is very gross indeed. I’m glad you got that thing. Hope there aren’t others of its kind, or its cousins lurking in your body. Before you come back, you should take another dose of the anti-parasite medicine, just to clean you out.
Praying for you Jon.
Love,
Dad