earth home garden

7:47 This Morning.

2009-07-12T11:00:00.000-07:00

LOOK MA! NO HANDS!

Peg and I enjoyed a nice relaxing 17 mile ride around Big Bear Lake on this perfectly beautiful summer morning.

The photo was taken on Highway 18, along the north shore beside Grout Bay as we approached the little town of Fawnskin.

And, no kids, I'm not really riding hands-free!

I stopped and had Peggy pass me while I took the picture. We left here at 6 A.M., stopping for pictures and a cup of coffee along the way, and rolled back in the front gate at 9:20 feeling refreshed and ready for a day in the garden.

This evening I'm planning on posting a bunch of photos from our recent Santa Barbara train/bicycle trip.

We were up there for 4 days visiting our friends Alver & Judyl.

For Alver & Judyl

2009-06-28T16:56:00.000-07:00

Freshly home from a bicycle/train trip to Santa Barbara, Peggy and I are sporting our new to us Goleta thrift store shirts as pine pollen dusts our Sunday dinner on the patio.

We visited our friends, Alver & Judyl, for four days, and my old pal, Janet, too, who lives on a tiny but lovely little boat in the Santa Barbara Marina.

Thank you Alver & Judyl for your warmth and hospitality, we felt so at ease with you guys and came home relaxed and thoroughly inspired by your talent and ceaseless creativity.

I'll be posting pictures of our trip in the next few days.

Our daughter, Jamie, made us the delicious green salad, with black beans & corn, which we spread over brown rice and quinoa then topped with salmon and Peggy's home-made mustard vinagrette.

PEACE & LOVE

Misted Poppy

2009-06-18T11:10:00.001-07:00

Eschscholzia californica

Click on photo to enlarge - ©2009 jim otterstrom

After watering some recent transplants in the rock garden this morning I accidently turned the hose nozzle to mist and oversprayed a nearby poppy plant which left the poppies decorated with tiny jewels of H2O.

In The Garden...

2009-06-17T07:04:00.000-07:00

Yucca glauca

One of several Yucca glauca (Soapweed Yucca) begins to bloom at Earth Home Garden.

Soapweed Yucca

Soapweed Yucca adds a striking visual impact to our garden, especially when the flower stalks emerge. Click here to read more about Yucca glauca and its usefulness to indigenous people.

Palmer's Penstemon
Click on photo to enlarge - ©2009 jim otterstrom

A native to our Southwest Deserts Penstemon palmeri closely resembles our Big Bear native, Penstemon grinnellii (Bumble-Bee Penstemon) except that Palmer's grows much taller and has strongly fragrant flowers where Bumble-Bee does not. The two seem to be hybridizing in our garden.

June Twelfth Sunrise

2009-06-12T10:07:00.000-07:00

Stanfield Marsh 5:54 A.M.

Morning dew and a dappled sky grace the marsh during our morning walk.

2009-06-05T09:25:00.000-07:00

Echinocereus triglochidiatus

A Hedgehog Cactus flower photographed in the native plant garden yesterday.

A Nice Drizzly Day At Earth Home Garden...

2009-06-03T11:01:00.000-07:00

We're enjoying intermittent showers, hail, wind gusts, and thunder here in Big Bear today so I thought I'd come indoors for a spell and share some photos I took between the raindrops.

Dallas is sporting his summer cut in front of the nearly completed workshop/studio/beer garden, and you can see the recently added 'Earthquake Memorial' rock garden in the background, with the pond-pump solar panel now mounted there.

Inside the workshop/studio I have built a sturdy workbench, a toolbox bench, and re-painted & installed steel shelving (salvaged somewhere-in-time from an old auto parts store). This week I'm staining, painting, and getting ready to do an artsy-fartsy collage on the interior back & side walls (pictures to come).

The beer tap equipment isn't completely installed yet so the christening of the beer gardens is a ways off yet, but early this summer for sure!

The rock garden was built of recycled junk and masonry debris from our highly destructive '92 Big Bear quake. There's a dump-site closeby where mountains of old broken chimneys are still piled-up, so a friend, with a truck, and I, dragged a bunch of the stuff home for garden art.

Three sides of the rock garden were built-up with broken concrete from a neighbors old driveway which was then filled with dirt from another neighbors foundation excavation. Remember my Close Encounters/Matterhorn posts? This is where the dirt went, wheelbarrow by wheelbarrow. The face of the rock garden was terraced, as I filled it, using chimney pieces, old wood, and even a staircase from the dumpsite. An old twisted wall-heater vent from a demolished house became the garden mascot when I gooped a leering plaster skull to it.

Reclining Skeleton - The Rock Garden Mascot

A close-up (Photoshopped) of the ruins rock garden featuring our cheery Lost Civilization mascot.

Big Bear native plants now established on the rock garden include Firecracker Penstemon (Penstemon eatonii), Prickly Poppy (Argemone munita), Bumble-Bee Penstemon (Penstemon grinnellii), Narrow-Leaf Milkweed (Asclepias fascicularis), California Fuschia (Zauschneria californica mexicana), Sulfur Buckwheat (Eriogonum umbellatum), Wright's Buckwheat (Eriogonum wrightii), California Poppy (Eschscholzia californica), Showy Penstemon (Penstemon Spectabilis), Hedgehog Cactus (Echinocereus triglochidiatus), Beaver-Tail Cactus (Opuntia basilaris), Prickly-Pear Cactus (Opuntia phaeacantha), California Evening Primrose (Oenothera californica).

California natives include Banana Yucca (Yucca baccata), Soapweed Yucca (Yucca glauca) and Sky-Blue Penstemon (Penstemon azureus).

~The Greenhouse Today~

We're growing potted vegetables in the greenhouse this year because of a gopher problem which we're, hopefully, going to solve in the fall by digging out a couple of feet of dirt and lining the bottom of the greenhouse with wire mesh, to keep the critters out, before we replace the soil.

The plants in here now include tomatoes, japanese eggplant, yellow crookneck squash, and basil.

The plants are starters from the nursery except for most of the tomatoes which were started by Peggy from a variety of seeds.

~The Raised-Bed Garden Today~

The wintered-over greens we planted last October are almost gone now (you can see spinach in the background which is beginning to bolt). The lettuce mix in the foreground was planted in early spring and is in dire need of thinning. there are young green onion seedlings behind that, and some chives in flower on the left. We have pea and snow pea seedlings which are going in the empty or declining boxes here in the next few days. We also have raised boxes with beets (for greens) and swiss chard.

Salad Hill!

We tried an experiment this year which has greatly exceeded our expectations.

While going through our seeds in early spring we discovered that we had partial packets of what we assumed where mostly expired seeds dating back to 1997. Instead of throwing them away, I suggested that maybe we should mix up one of our compost piles with the soil beneath it and cast all the seeds randomly there to see what might germinate.

This salad garden was planted when night-time temperatures were still in the teens and low twenties so we kept the hill covered with clear plastic for a few weeks, removing it only to water about once a week.

To our surprise it appears that most of the seeds were still viable and we now have a very productive salad garden right outside the back door. Growing here are an assortment of lettuces, spinach, chard, kale, radishes, carrots, cilantro, green onions, basil, mustard greens, rocket, and several other salad vegetables & herbs.

So far, the gophers and squirrels are leaving Salad Hill alone! It's already so productive that we're having a hard time keeping up with it so we invited our next door neighbors to consider it their own kitchen garden as well, and help themselves to salad stuff whenever they want.

The large-leafed plants around the perimeter are previously established Hollyhocks.

See, we have been busy!

Sky Blue Penstemon

2009-05-29T05:49:00.000-07:00

Penstemon azureus

Pentemon azureus, a native of California, is found in Yellow Pine forests and foothill woodlands from the Southern Sierra Nevada to the Oregon border at elevations between about 1,000 and 8,000 feet.

It is one of the few plants in our native garden that is not actually native to Big Bear but we couldn't resist those beautiful blue flowers. Ours came from Bert and Penny, at Las Pilitas native plant nursery, the good people who supply our local Hunter's Nursery with native plants.

As you can see, I'm still having fun with my pictures in Photoshop.

2009-05-15T08:16:00.000-07:00

Southern Alligator Lizard

An Alligator Lizard explores the new native-plant rock garden at Earth Home Garden yesterday afternoon. More pictures of the garden coming soon.

Year 'Round Resident?

2009-05-14T11:45:00.000-07:00

9:30 This Morning

Click on image to enlarge - © 2009 jim otterstrom

This mature Bald Eagle posed patiently for Dallas and I this morning on the dead tree perch at the east end of the Stanfield Marsh and I saw a juvenile perched in the same place just over a week ago.

Bald Eagles are usually just winter visitors here and I'm wondering if we might possibly be getting some year 'round residents.

An un-Photoshopped version of this photo was given to a local US Forest Service biologist for inclusion in the Bald Eagle slide presentation she shares with visiting youth groups.

EARTH DAY???

2009-04-22T09:55:00.000-07:00

How George W. Bush Celebrates Earth Day In His Retirement!

Mad cover from April, 2007

How utterly mad the civilIzation we've created looks now, at the end of the Petroleum Age, as we motor our gas-guzzlers around in climate-changing circles looking for more crap to consume at bargain prices from the crumbling icons of a corporate world model.

Governments print worthless paper as fast as they can in trying to bail out the failed institutions of an obsolete economic system. A self-destructive planet-killing system of mindless consumerism based on unlimited growth, while we descend into perpetual wars over the dwindling resources of a finite planet.

If we somehow succeed in resurrecting this comatose economy for a few more months, or years, gasoline will rocket back past $4 a gallon, and far beyond that, to bring the world to its knees once again.

Our entire culture is built upon cheap abundant energy, derived from oil, and the days of cheap abundant energy are over. Civilization has reached it's peak, the party is over!

This is very bad news for the 6.5 billion oil-dependents overpopulating the planet today, but our imminent decline might well be a breath of fresh air for any future life on Earth.

~HAPPY EARTH DAY~

American Robin

2009-04-14T12:16:00.000-07:00

I've had such a good case of Spring Fever that I haven't felt like sitting at the computer but I figured I should at least put up a picture so people will know I'm still alive!

This Robin was in the same tree as the Flicker from the previous post. I took the picture about 10 days ago and used the same Photoshop technique on it.

Red-Shafted Flicker

2009-03-17T09:22:00.000-07:00

Red-Shafted Flickers are the most common woodpecker in our area, and, to me, one of the most gracefully formed & beautifully marked birds of all. They are year 'round residents here.

I took the photo this image is made from back in mid-December, re-discovering it last night while Peggy and I were going through some photo files.

I played with it in Photoshop a bit to come up with this etching-like image.

This male Flicker is on a branch in a small Jeffrey Pine just above the naturally formed bird-bath in our giant boulder.

March Marsh Majesty

2009-03-13T09:32:00.000-07:00

Peggy and I encountered this gorgeous bird perched at the east end of Stanfield Marsh last Saturday at the beginning of our 10 mile walk. I moved in as close as I dared for a decent full-zoom shot (560mm) and then backed away when the eagle gave me 'the look', not wanting to further disturb its morning fishing expedition. The bird was still perched there when we came back through several hours later.

2009-03-11T04:12:00.001-07:00

The Full Worm Moon

The last full moon of winter hangs over Big Bear at 8:50 last evening.

Robins are seen during the day searching for worms which are again moving up through the warming earth.

The picture was shot from our deck on March 10, 2009 at 8:50 P.M. with a Canon Powershot SX10IS.

Manual mode, full optical zoom/560mm, 1/100th sec, f /5.7, ISO 80, hand held.

Transitions - Seasonal and Otherwise...

2009-03-06T13:48:00.000-08:00

Ice on the lake cracked, buckled, and melted this year, like always, even as world credit markets remained frozen solid.

The lone Bald Eagle circles intently above the marsh, fishing, unconcerned with the global financial meltdown.

A pair of finches cheerfully weave their nest into the first 'a' of the pharmacy sign, as if Rite-Aid was expected to survive another quarter.

Tilted toward the vernal equinox, the frosted earth warms slightly; wild onions dispatch eager shoots skyward, heedless of greenhouse gases or climate change.

I imagine myself standing in a bread line, during the first Great Depression, finding cheer in tufts of grass growing from broken concrete.

I envision a Final Great Depression, and eventually, masses of lovely wildflowers blooming among the skeletal remains of Wall Street, and the Pentagon.

Spring is on the wind, General Motors is bankrupt, and Peak Oil is upon us.

Take heart, friends of the earth.

Change is in the air…

Today's Sunset Over Big Bear Lake

2009-02-23T19:13:00.000-08:00

Walkin' Down The Road...

2009-02-23T09:27:00.000-08:00

Big Bear Boulevard. 7:30 A.M.

The snow is a bit deep & slushy on the footbridges and down by the lake so we walked along the boulevard this morning, which is OK when there's no traffic, but that's rarely the case anymore. There was plenty of stinky noisy traffic today but I managed to sneak in a peaceful looking photo between groups of the speeding junk-heaps.

We were heading west here under a sky mostly open and blue, but we knew rain was on the way. A half hour later, eastbound, on the return trip, the sky had turned a dark gray and it started raining just about here. We made it home without getting too wet, as we only live about 3/4 of a mile east of this spot.

Tuesday Afternoon...

2009-02-17T15:49:00.000-08:00

Sandalwood Drive, 2:20 P.M.

This was the view this afternoon looking north, on Sandalwood Drive, toward Big Bear Lake.

There are large tracts of undeveloped commercial property on both sides of the road here and I dread the day they are developed.

I thought I'd post this picture for posterity, so future generations can look back and assess the results of what we call progress.

2009-02-15T09:32:00.000-08:00

Icy Dawn ~ February 15th 6:22 A.M.

Click on photo to enlarge - © 2009 jim otterstrom

A chilly morning walk found us at the east end of the Stanfield Marsh as dawn broke this morning. It was 6° F when we left the house. We were all bundled up and Peg had a scarf wrapped around her face, but we still got pretty cold out by the ice, waiting for the sun, even Dallas was glad to get home to the warm fire.

An exhilarating and beautiful walk though, even if we didn't go as far as usual.

2009-02-12T10:25:00.000-08:00

~HAPPY BIRTHDAY PEGGY~

There may be some disagreement over which natural wonders qualify as the Seven Natural Wonders Of The World.

In my personal life, however, there is no question.

You

are

The Wonder Of My World

Thank you for these 30 years you have given me.

I Love You!

The picture was taken in a near empty Yosemite Valley on our way home from the Strawberry Music Festival in September of 2003.

Snow Dog...

2009-02-09T17:48:00.001-08:00

...In His Element

We received over a foot of much-needed new snow today and Dallas couldn't be more content.

He really loves the snow, rooting around and frolicking in it like a kid. Then he'll pick a spot he likes and go 'round & 'round in circles, until he has the snow all packed down, before plopping himself down in his comfy new den.

He sat here like this today for well over an hour, under a steady snowfall, refusing to come in the house and leave all this fun white stuff behind. At one point I could hardly see him because he was so covered with snow.

Twelve Years Car Free

2009-01-31T08:16:00.000-08:00

Today, Peggy and I celebrate 12 years of automobile non-ownership.

12 years of reducing our personal carbon footprints by almost 13,000 pounds of CO2 each year, for a total of over 150,000 pounds.

12 years of not blowing the putrid stench of our exhaust into the faces and lungs of pedestrians and bicyclists.

12 years of not buying expensive gasoline refined from oil which innocent people are killed over.

12 years of not paying gasoline taxes for habitat destroying road construction.

12 years of not wasting money on tires and car maintenance

12 years of not paying for car insurance.

12 years of not contributing to gridlock.

12 years of healthful exercise derived from walking and bicycling instead of sitting in cars.

12 years of withholding financial support for the destructive biosphere-polluting automobile and oil industries.

12 years of a greatly reduced responsibility for the substantial numbers of living creatures being sacrificed along our highways as roadkill; squirrels, rabbits, deer, birds, honeybees, butterflies, and all the rest.

12 years of conserving what's left of our dwindling oil supplies as the world reaches peak-oil production and economic decline.

12 years of practical experience getting ourselves around on foot, and, with bicycles fitted with utility trailers.

The above are only twelve of countless reasons we celebrate our decision to live without an automobile. To read more about our commitment to being car-free, read our 10th Anniversary post here.

The Chevrolet pictured above appears to be a 1941 Special DeLuxe Sport Sedan fitted with a 1940 Master Deluxe hood that has no way of ever closing properly because of the '41 grille re-design. This was a "wildly popular" best selling car in America in 1941. I especially like the improvised 2x4 wood bumper brackets on this one, with plumbers tape holding the bumper on. The car is a prop out in front of a roadside-Americana auto-themed restaurant in old-town Victorville, along a ragged stretch of what's left of the fabled Route 66, The Mother Road.

I know a lot about cars, the older ones that is. Like most boys of my era, I grew up infatuated with them, totally immersed in the stylish, sexy, hot-rod auto-culture of the 1950s. I could name just about every make, year, and model up through the 1960s. I rebuilt my own engines, repaired transmissions, did my own brake jobs, carburetor rebuilds, and tune-ups. I did auto-body work, and, for awhile, made my living taking apart wrecks and putting them back together, but that was a long time ago. My love affair with automobiles, except as post-industrial artifacts, has been over for many years.

That old Chevy is the style of car that populated the world I was born into. A giddy post-war world of about 2.25 billion people. A world full of promise with a bright shiny future being created for us by the folks at GM ("See The USA, In Your Chevrolet"), General Electric ("Live Better, Electrically"), and DuPont ("Better Living Through Chemistry").

Yeah, the old slogans still echo fresh in my mind, 60 years later, as our gridlocked auto-infrastructure devours more & more tax dollars while it crumbles into disrepair, as our antiquated overburdened coal-fired, gas-powered, uranium fed, hydro-electric charged (as in dammed rivers, or should I say ruined rivers?) electricity grid crashes on a regular basis, leaving millions without power for weeks on end, and our water, air, and food become evermore contaminated with the wonders of modern chemistry.

But, not to worry, the same folks are bringing us new technologies to remedy the incredible destruction caused by the previous ones, and some of them are already on the market, if we'll only start buying into them.

Soon, much of America's remaining open land will be slathered over with whirring aluminum & plastic windmills generating "clean" electricity, while killing birds along their migratory flyways, and destroying expansive scenic vistas (been to Palm Springs lately?).

We'll have mile upon mile of photovoltaic panels glaring in the sun from the surface of former Southwest desert wildlife habitat, all fenced in by chain-link and barbed wire to protect the crap from vandals and terrorists, all of it strip-mined & manufactured from the dwindling resources the world is now at war over, so we humans can continue to power our empire of destruction.

Yes, clean energy is coming folks, and zero emissions electric cars, so we can all have a clear conscience as we sit in the midst of our oppressive mind-numbing gridlocked bureaucratic crime-ridden war-ravaged nightmarish consumer-driven industrial civilization steeped in bankrupt ideology, failed technologies, and moral irresponsibility.

I've been listening to the salesmen of Capitalism and growth for 63 years now and the only thing that changes is the label on the cure-all snake oil bottle.

It's too late to patch all the monstrous holes in this Titanic and there's 5 billion too many of us to fit in the lifeboats.

It's way past time that we face the gravity of our predicament with the appropriate humility and show compassion for one another as the world we know disintegrates around us. We're all in this together, there's no one to blame but ourselves.

It's not the Muslims, the Jews, or the Palestinians, not the Christians, or the Pagans, the Gays, Lesbians, or Homophobes, and it's not the Democrats, Republicans, Commies, or Anarchists.

It's not even God, or Satan!

It's Us

And, it's just the way things happened, we're the victims of our own success.

We achieved too much too fast without soon enough gaining sufficient insight into the destructive consequences of our extraordinary power to alter and overpopulate the natural world we depend upon.

A world of 6.5 billion people, all scrambling for precious resources, is now reaching Peak Everything and we're not at all prepared for the downside of the curve.

So, hang on friends, and hold each other close in your hearts, because our great super-highway is fast becoming a very difficult and bumpy little trail to an extremely different future.

I played with my photo of the '41 Chevy in Photoshop, feathering the image with an oval mask, adding poster edge effects from the Artistic menu in the filters tools, and then slightly increasing the color saturation with the Image, Adjustments tool.

Makin' Tracks...

2009-01-27T10:22:00.001-08:00

~Monday Morning~

During our brisk morning walk yesterday, Peggy, Dallas, and I left these fresh tracks in the 4 inches of new snow that fell Sunday night. Today is sunny and colder, 0° F when we woke up at 5:30, and only 28° at half past noon.

A nice day to be at home.

Friday Morning...

2009-01-23T12:53:00.000-08:00

7:20 A.M. - Stanfield Marsh

Fog and clouds hung gracefully over the valley this morning as Peggy, Dallas, and I, made our way along the footbridge by Stanfield Marsh.

A few light sprinkles fell during our wanderings but not enough to soak through our layers of clothing.

We enjoyed intermittent drizzles throughout the day yesterday which continued overnight and seem to be moving on out this morning.

Our walk left me relaxed and appreciative of the warm fire that welcomed us home as I checked in on a couple of blog friends, Madcap, and Deb, who have both responded to the below meme of 37 questions.

I've decided to join them...

37 Random Things About Me

1. Do you like blue cheese? Yes, in fact I love it when the cheese in the fridge gets old and starts turning blue. First dibs on the mold!

2. Have you ever smoked? Yes, for 22 years, from ages 11 to 33, I picked it up from my mom. I've been a non-smoker for the past 30 years.

3. Do you own a gun? Yes, a 30/30 rifle.

4. What flavor Kool Aid is your favorite? I haven't tasted Kool-Aid in decades, but, when I was a kid I liked the lime flavored junk.

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? I try not to visit doctors, I wish to die a natural death, nowhere near a hospital.

6. What do you think of hot dogs? I think they're absolutely disgusting, but, when I do eat one, it has mustard, onions, and sometimes, chili con carne.

7. Favorite Christmas movie? 'Miracle Down Under' with Dee Wallace and John Waters (1987).

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee.

9. Can you do push-ups? A few.

10. What's your favorite piece of jewelry? A cast brass sun-pendant my stepfather made for me. It's the only piece of jewelry I own, aside from my wedding ring.

11. Favorite hobby? Whichever one, of dozens, I'm currently involved with.

12. Do you have A.D.D? If you mean Anti-establishment Dissidence Disorder, then most definitely!

13. Do you wear glasses/contacts? Two or three pair!

14. Middle name? Steven.

15. Name thoughts at this moment? Is it beer-thirty yet?

16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Coffee, beer, and tequila.

17. Current worry? Oh nothing major, except maybe the collapse of Western Civilization, and how that might affect my kids.

18. Current hate right now? Elitism, classism, and self-righteous judgement.

19. Favorite place to be? Home, in the garden.

20. How did you bring in the New Year? Celebrating with my wife and son until 12:01, when I promptly passed out.

21. Where would you like to go? Home, where I grew up, but it's not there anymore.

22. Name three people who will complete this? Madcap, Deb, and Jim (I consulted my crystal ball).

23. Do you own slippers? Yes, but I can never find them.

24 What color shirt are you wearing? A black long-sleeved t-shirt.

25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? Nope, too slippery, always sliding off the bed. Good old high-thread-count cotton for me.

26. Can you whistle? Yes, but nothing to brag about. I can't carry a tune.

27. Favorite Color? Blue & Green, equally.

28. What songs do you sing in the shower? Old hillbilly songs. Clementine, She'll Be Comin' 'Round The Mountain, On Top Of Old Smokey, etc.

29. Would you be a pirate? Only in the sense that RobinHood was a pirate, stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. I've got no taste for rape, pillage, and plunder, our species has done more than enough of that crap!

30. Favorite Girl's Name? The one attached to my favorite girl, Peggy Sue, who, by the way, was named several years before the famous Buddy Holly song was written.

31. Favorite boy's name? Jim, handed down through generations of my family, to my father, to me, and to my son. Even my 100% Cherokee, great, great, great, grandfather was named James, James Drury (It was common practice for Native Americans of that time to adopt the names of European settlers and Drury is a French surname). James Drury was born of the Keetoowah Cherokee in Tennessee, in 1798, and died in Bradley County, Arkansas, in 1859, when the well he was digging caved in on him. His daughter, Nancy Jane Drury, also 100% Cherokee, was the mother of my tobacco-chewing great-grandma Garrison, whom I remember very well.

32. What's in your pocket right now? Reach in there and find out! ;~)

33. Last thing that made you laugh? My answer to question #32.

34. What vehicle do you drive? A 15 year-old DiamondBack Topanga Mountain Bike (as in bicycle).

35. Worst injury you've ever had? A shattered right leg from a 1978 motorcycle accident which required bone grafts and 14 months to heal.

36. Do you love where you live? I love the nature of the place, but I'm saddened by the ongoing overdevelopment and destruction of it.

37. How many TVs do you have in your house? None!