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The morning of Friday, August 15th, was one of unaccustomed freshness in Beijing, and it brought forth two objects, both wreathed in legend but hitherto hard to spot. The first was a boiling ball of gases some ninety-three million miles away, known as the sun. The second was the sprinter Usain Bolt, whose homeland lies more than eight thousand miles away, in Jamaica, but who was now a hundred and thirty metres from where I sat. I was close to the finish line of the hundred-metre track, and he was at the start, awaiting his first heat of the Games, and going through his pre-race routine: glancing to the heavens and beating a brief tattoo, with his index fingers, on an invisible drum. He shimmied on the spot, revving his muscles, as all athletes like to do—the most febrile being Rafael Nadal, the young minotaur of the tennis circuit, who hops up and down, before every match, like a small boy in need of a pee. Bolt's nerves were less twitchy than that. Indeed, from this first heat up to the final, the following night, he seemed to be participating less in an Olympic sport than in a gargantuan party, which happened to have a sporting theme. My deepest fear was that he would break the world record and then test positive for rum and Coke.
In the end, come the final, he elected not to break the record so much as snap it like a bread stick. The clock stopped at 9.69, three-hundredths of a second faster than his previous record, set in New York earlier this year. To a sprinter, that is a gulf, and what was plain, to the bedazzled throng, was that he could widen it at will. Bolt is lofty for his sport, at six feet five (at first glance, you would tag him as a four-hundred-metre man), and he takes a while to get upright from the set position, but, once his stride is established, he is free to mold the rest of the contest into a monarchical stroll. In Beijing, reaction times—the getaway speed of a runner, measured from the crack of the pistol—flash up on the stadium screens, and they showed that Bolt the finalist had been sluggish off the blocks. What is more, after eighty-five metres he was already so far ahead of his peers, and so convinced of victory, that he swept his arms back like airplane wings, which must have slowed him down, and then, as a pièce de résistance, thumped his chest—a single clap of the right palm to the heart—before he crossed the line. So here's the deal: once Usain Bolt gets a decent start, and if he can be bothered to finish properly, with a dip of the neck and no showboating, he might turn out pretty quick.
All of this provoked an instant debate. Was he not under obligation, given the occasion, to travel as fast as he could—get serious out there, before a watching world, and wrestle the record down to something superhuman, around the 9.60 mark? The opposing view was that, heck, if you can't have a personal parade in the Olympics, when can you? Bolt set a new record anyway, and thus laid down another threshold that he will cross when he pleases, at some grim-faced meet in Qatar or Gothenburg. For the moment, he was like Russell Crowe in "Gladiator," killing off the competition and then heating the blood of the masses with a taunting, rhetorical cry: "Are you not entertained?" We were amused, for sure. The obvious reaction, to such a spectacle of dominance, was not to marvel but to laugh. After all, Bolt's domination was an innocent one, shod in golden sneakers and purged of ill will, and to witness it in a land where mastery is not always so benign, and where the government is unlikely to be entertained by any spirits who try to run free, felt like a blessing and a mischievous joke.
The long day closed, in other words, on a mirror image of its beginning. The first heroes to enter the stadium, that morning, had been the leaders of the twenty-kilometre walk, an event considered hilarious by everyone on planet Earth except the athletes themselves. Somehow, wordlessly, a deal has been agreed on: we will not giggle, for politeness's sake, and they will continue to propel themselves, year in, year out, as if learning to moonwalk too soon after a hip replacement. Yet mockery was stilled, for a minute, by the haunted eyes of the winner, the Russian Valeriy Borchin, as he stood on the podium later, his gauntness telling of the mortification that had led him to this point; he clutched his medal and his bunch of flowers as if emerging from a cloistral seminary into the light.
Again and again, the visitor to the games was taken aback (as friends who stayed home, with their TV remotes, could never be) by this clash of tones, the comedy of sport crunching up against the obsessiveness—not to mention the fitness—that drives its devotees. I could make out little of the men's shot put on Friday night, for instance, not because it was half a stadium away but because, even through binoculars, it appeared to be an international convention of bartenders, staged inside a cloud of talcum powder. This, or something similar, is what your shot-putter daubs onto his neck, from earlobe to shoulder, before hefting the ball and tucking it into position. Reese Hoffa, the United States Olympic trials champion, used more of the stuff than anyone since Diana Vreeland. The Americans had been billed, or overbilled, to run rampant. "I would love to be the class of Olympic athletes to sweep," Hoffa said. In the end, he fell short, his countryman Adam Nelson landed not a single shot in bounds, and it was left to the hedge-bearded Christian Cantwell, from Columbia, Missouri, to grab the silver. The gold went to the Pole Tomasz Majewski, and his magic bandanna, and for the first time I understood the binary appeal of the discipline: the brute thrust of Majewski's firing arm, uncrooked and locked, versus the delicate skip of his swivelling feet below. If the U.S. wants to do better in London, four years from now, it had better start sending some bison to ballet school.
The best thing about the shot put was the cars. After the shot landed, and the distance had been measured, the precious sphere would be retrieved by an official and placed in the cockpit of an automobile: two feet long, bright red, with a tail fin—in short, the idealized vehicle that I drew during chemistry lessons when I was nine years old. Now it exists, for real, and there are two Chinese fellows with the best job in the world, who get to steer it back to the shot-putting circle by remote control. (It can also bring a hammer, or even a javelin, which slots neatly into the fin.) I followed the gaze of the spectators around me, and realized that most of them had entirely lost interest in what was happening on the track, so urgently were they tracing the progress of the cars, and so hastily were they revising their list of what they want for Christmas. One question, though, will linger after the Games are done. The red supercars are equipped with windshields, but why? Who needs to see out? Are there tiny drivers tucked in there, bred specially for the event?
There are some sports, sadly, that are doomed to stay irredeemable—in which the skills required, however towering, cannot hope to emerge from the smog of absurdity. Synchronized swimming, it is universally agreed, presents too inviting a target. Long before this year's competition began, on August 10th, I was lost in the arcana of the American press handout, which explained that the stuff the swimmers rub into their hair, to keep it helmet-hard and out of their smiles as they cavort, is unflavored Knox gelatin, "also used in Jell-O and cheesecake." The main ingredient of Knox is "soft horse cartilage." Add the Knox to the nose clips that the women affix, for those tricky submarine somersaults, and you get an unsavory blend of sport, cooking class, and circus.
No less ambivalent is the status of handball, in which teams—there is no getting around this—try to throw a ball into a net. If the net were in a hoop, above their heads, the game would demand a frictionless flexibility and pace, and the results would bring in hundreds of millions of dollars. Turn the net into a goal, however, tack it to the floor, and for some reason the appeal tends to wilt. In contrast to modern pentathlon, whose five segments—shooting, fencing, swimming, riding, and running—were proposed by Baron Pierre de Coubertin, the founding genius of today's Olympic Games, and based upon the experience of a cavalry soldier caught behind enemy lines, handball is based upon the experience of a management trainee with a ball of paper and a trash basket on the other side of the cubicle. I watched Spain against China, a tense affair, and scarcely noticed the score, so entranced was I that the Spanish goalkeeper had come to the game in his pajamas—soft, stretchy yellow ones with red piping, and a crisscross of matching yellow ribbon on his sure-grip slippers. He was the Malvolio of handball, his name was José Javier Hombrados, and he steered his team to a snug 36–22 victory—insured, I like to think, by the actions of his colleague Iker Romero, who crossed himself twice as he ran onto the court. How much divine protection, exactly, does one need for a game of handball?
Local support, needless to say, was pitched somewhere between the dutifully zealous and the ecstatic. There was one Chinese player, a close-cropped imp named Zhu Wenxin, whose pleasure was to whirl his arm before hurling a penalty throw, and his supporters reacted with the fervor of medieval flagellants. The English-speaking announcer fanned the mania, labelling him "Three-Sixty Master," and what pen could describe the thrill of seeing Three-Sixty Master facing off against Pajama Boy? I sat either amid or alongside Chinese crowds at field hockey, weight lifting, fencing, tennis, table tennis, and water polo, and, for every skeptical moment at which their eagerness felt like a fix, or a pressurized public service, there were half a dozen when the howling seemed no less honest, thunderous, and partial than it would at an N.F.L. game, or at a soccer match in the British Premier League. There were reams of supporters at the hockey game, against South Korea, who had clearly been bused in to fill the seats, their yellow T-shirts bearing the words "Cheering from Beijing Workers." Yet the buzz of the match was unfakably contagious, and, when China opened the scoring, after five minutes, even bewildered novices caught the mood, dizzy at the thought of vanquishing South Korea. I turned to the woman next to me, who had introduced herself as a Chinese-Korean interpreter. What was the current state of political relations between the two countries? "Very nice," she said, and that was that.
Some of the sporting nuances were almost too fine to unpick. According to my neighbor, the Chinese cheerleaders at halftime had been coached in the niceties of the rah-rah by a South Korean. Where else but at the Olympics—whose motto reads "One World One Dream"—would you get this kind of deal? Likewise, the roars for Japan against Germany in team table tennis sounded a little excessive to me, until it was explained that one of the Japanese players, Kan Yo, was Chinese-born. Most disconcerting of all was the noise I heard behind me at eight o'clock on the night of August 14th: a sob of grief, the one thing that is never lost in translation. I turned around and found a volunteer—one of the hundred thousand young Chinese who gave their services to the Games, and who were its best and most likable asset. Their good cheer rarely dimmed, and this was the first volunteer I had seen in tears. I put an arm around her shoulders, risking a diplomatic incident, and asked what the matter was. "My name is Tian Xueping," she said, bravely maintaining the required standard of English, "and I am so sad." I asked if I could help in any way. "I want them to win this game in our country." So that was it. "It is just a game, but so sad," she added. Now I understood, and I knew there was nothing I could do. And it wasn't just a game. It was fencing.
As Olympic endeavors go, fencing is kind of perfect. It has the sting of the new—the minor sport with a major place in history, a satisfyingly dense array of rules and dexterities, and yet, for all that, an aim that seems piercingly simple. This is a far cry from tennis, say, whose blueprint is in our brains, and which feels muffled and stranded at the Olympics. I saw Nadal play a set, and a listless Roger Federer do the same (two days later, he lost), and then drifted away. Tennis carries with it such a halo of big money, and the players are so starkly defined by their individual gifts, that it's hard to rethink it, for eight days, as an Olympic team game, ablaze with amateur good will. Hero worship, for all but a handful of Olympians, is the fleeting exception, whereas for tennis stars it's the rule. Nadal, to his credit, looked delighted when he won the gold medal, but, as he tossed his wristbands to his fans, you could see, in their outstretched hands, a craving that no Olympics could ever sate: bring me the sweat of Rafael Nadal.
Things were different on August 9th, when I dropped idly into the Fencing Hall at seven in the evening, steeped in total ignorance, to take a look. At two o'clock in the morning, still shaken by what I had seen, I was downing gins and vodkas with the coaches of the U.S. team and drinking in their wisdom. Luck had been on my side: that night, American female fencers had done what the shot-putting guys could only talk of, and won a clean sweep. Gold in the individual women's sabre had gone to Mariel Zagunis, of Portland, Oregon; silver to Sada Jacobson, of Dunwoody, Georgia; and bronze to Rebecca Ward, also of Portland. Zagunis had repeated her triumph of four years ago, in Athens, and Jacobson had risen one place. Ward was the baby of the squad, only eighteen, and heading to Duke University in the fall, although by the time she left the hall that Saturday night, she no longer looked like a kid. She looked like a grownup.
The turning point can be pinned down precisely. It came after Ward lost her semifinal to Zagunis. Like many Olympic events, fencing is such a small world that you regularly, and unavoidably, compete against friends—in this case, friends beside whom you will later fight in the team event. This lends a taut and unbreathable air to the contest. If the scoring is close, then so is the atmosphere, near-stormy with complicated feelings. David Jacobson, the father of Sada, and an endocrinologist by profession, told me of the "huge emotional swings" that the sport entails—"You have to temper the highs as well as the lows," he said. I went down to the mixed zone, the jungly gauntlet of reporters that athletes in every sport must run immediately after their events, and saw the defeated Ward pass through. To put a question would have been inhuman, and she wouldn't have heard, anyway, so immured was she in her fortress of desolation. The natural high color of her face was deepened with perspiration and laved in tears; she looked like a woman ready to call a cab to the airport. Instead of which, she composed herself, walked out twenty minutes later for the bronze-medal playoff against the Russian Sofiya Velikaya, went 1–6 down, composed herself again, overhauled her opponent, and won the match, 15–14. How she did this I have no idea.
The profile of U.S. fencing is hard to gauge—that night won't have harmed it, and all three medallists were on the "Today" show the next morning—but, full face, it has got a whole lot better. The fencers now use a transparent visor where there was once a mesh mask, and their intensity is clear to see. Indeed, there were times, during the American bouts, with the auditorium in darkness and the only light falling on the strip (the slender runway up and down which the fencers charge and retreat), when I felt more like a theatregoer, rapt and aghast, than like an ordinary sports fan. The sabre has the edge, literally, on the épée and the foil; hits from those are administered with the point, whereas the sabre-rattler can score with a slice of her cutting edge or the flat back of the blade. As a viewer, you get a lot more slash-and-clash for your money, which has to be a good thing, and if, mid-bout, you had presented Sada Jacobson with a staircase, a chandelier, and a black-clad Basil Rathbone she could probably have coped with them, too.
David Jacobson was a fencer at Yale, and made the national squad in 1974. His wife, Tina, still fences, and said proudly of Sada, "She's doing it for America, and I'm doing it so I don't get osteoporosis." All three of her daughters—she also has Emily, twenty-three, and Jackie, nineteen—have been world champions at some stage. Then it's in the genes, right? David Jacobson shook his head, and pointed: "Arkady," he said. Arkady Burdan, the coach of the Jacobson clan and one of five coaches of the U.S. Olympic team, is a squat, unstoppable bullet of a man, heavy-shouldered and smooth-skulled, like two Alan Arkins mashed together. He is sixty-four years old, born in Uzbekistan, but brought up in Odessa, on the Black Sea. He came to America in 1990, and he will tell you what fencing is. "Is physical chess," he told me, using his cigar like a short, fat épée to ram home the point. "Without coach, is nothing." I saw him at strip-side, that Saturday, and again the following Thursday, when the same three Americans fenced as a team and took bronze. As each assumed her position, en garde, he sat gazing down, as though brooding in prayer, all but unable to watch. Halfway through one of Sada Jacobson's individual bouts, when she was slipping against Velikaya, she took time out—there is a compulsory pause when one of the contestants reaches eight points—and came across to Burdan for advice. A few words, a hand on her arm, and back she went, transfigured and cooled, and wrapped the match up, 15–11. With coach, is everything. Later, over drinks, I asked Burdan what secrets he had confided in the gloom. "She look so tight," he told me. "She look she do some hard, terrible job." Did he discuss strategy, a way to strike back into the game? "I not call her technicals, no. I tell her, create fencing—her fencing. I say, have fun. Play."
The way of Burdan is not, of course, the only way. There is also the Marcia Lyon way. I spoke with her son, Jay Lyon, of Canada, after he had held his nerve and taken two matches, one on the heels of the other, on the Archery Field. His first victim had been Xue Hai Feng, of China, who was ranked No. 18 at the games, twenty-nine places above Lyon, so it was quite a scalp, and he had then seen off Brady Ellison, of the United States. What was boosting him that day? "Sweet little e-mail from my mom. She said, no matter what, the sun's still going to come up tomorrow." Mrs. Lyon was clearly not in Beijing, where the chances of that were around fifty-fifty. "And, if I don't do well, she's going to kick my ass," he added, lovingly. The other mystery weapon in Lyon's quiver was Phil Towle, a performance coach back in the States, whose online messages had been an inspiration. "He's also been a psychologist for Metallica," Ryan said, as if to justify the gentleman. I had to steady myself against a passing volunteer. Metallica has a psychologist? What, exactly, is it repressing in its sylvan melodies?
The urge to play at the Olympic Games is not restricted to the athletes. As an onlooker, too, you want the kickass performance, but you also want some fun, and that was the problem for Beijing. Nobody could knock the transport system, with its humming fleet of electric buses, or the facilities at every venue; and yet, despite this formidable organization—or perhaps as its inevitable result—the enterprise, as a whole, was beset by a looming lack of joy. This was not really the fault of the Chinese; it may simply indicate a design flaw inherent in the Olympics themselves, which have grown so vast and unwieldy that the only way to run them successfully may be as a kind of mini-China, packaged and policed to a fault. Sports addicts and journalists alike were faced with a paradox: the more you got to see, the less of a blast it was. At noon every day, as I stumbled across the asphalt from one shuttle bus to another, my lunch, in the form of a Snickers bar, already softening in my pocket, the sensation of being a lost soul was overwhelming. Around me stretched the gray acres of the Olympic Green, its title being the closest thing that the Chinese authorities have come to irony, and within me was a memory of Fabrizio del Dongo. Readers of Stendhal's "The Charterhouse of Parma" will know Fabrizio as the hapless hero, whose experience of Napoleonic combat does not come off quite as splendidly as planned. "Was what he had seen a battle," Stendhal writes, "and secondly, was that battle Waterloo?"
In the same way, I am confident that I attended the Games of the XXIX Olympiad, in 2008; but I cannot truly say whether I went to China, and, if so, whether the city I lived in for a fortnight was Beijing. My hotel, miles away on an outer ring road, was like a silent, fortified compound for the criminally insane; it had no bar, though it did, in a slightly unwise nod to the Games, have an indoor archery range. I had a go, late one night, and almost shot myself in the foot; where were you, Phil Towle, just when I needed you most? I never made it out of town, to the soccer in Shanghai, the sailing in Qingdao, or the equestrian events in Hong Kong. (That seems a long trip, but the riders for the Melbourne Games, in 1956, didn't compete in Melbourne at all. They competed in Stockholm. And, anyway, if you were a horse this year, would you really want to fly to Beijing, knowing that at any moment a synchronized swimmer might steal your soft cartilage and use it as hair gel?) The fact is that the Olympic Games could happen anywhere. They seem to unfold in a vast and spotless nowhere. I could have been in Melbourne, or Toronto, where at least the food would have been better—where the Chinese food would have been better. The organizers, inexplicably, built no respectable restaurants or enticing stores within the zone; the concession stands were best avoided, being barely any different from what you get at Loews before a movie. So bananas and water it had to be, as one sat for five hours in the National Stadium, on a windless night, and watched the women heptathletes. Still, by the look of them, they hadn't eaten anything since a small Greek salad at the Athens Games, in 2004, so I guess we were all in the same boat.
The Chinese took these women to their hearts. Few events are more consuming than the heptathlon, which lasts two whole days. The athletes collapsed on the track at the end, after the eight hundred metres, with the Greek holding an ice pack to the neck of her French rival. Gathering their strength, they rose and linked hands to form a sisterly chorus line, taking a bow down the back straight, and the crowd went crazy. This prompted the thought, Was there something different in the massed exclamations of the second week? The locals had crowed over the opening ceremony, as it brandished the image of a potent China abroad, and that throb of entitlement had endured through the rest of the opening week, with its plethora of indoor events—badminton, gymnastics, diving, and other strongholds of the Chinese. An acquaintance who has lived in Beijing for five years says that, in his opinion, they have no notion of the underdog (why cheer anyone but a winner?), and the first week of the games had proved his point. Now we were outside, in the open air, and the People's Republic was having to learn to lose. The overdog of the hundred-and-ten-metre hurdles, Liu Xiang, limped off before he had even begun, a disaster only slightly less traumatic for his country—not to mention for Visa, Coca-Cola, and Nike—than the loss of India was for the British Empire. More measured was the response to Hu Kai, a funky and bespectacled hundred-metre sprinter, who came in last in his second heat, yet earned a surge of sympathetic acclaim. Heaven knows, it takes more than a fortnight to melt a national mood, but it could just be that the most telling figure at the games, for the Chinese, was not their champion weight lifter Cao Lei, who started where the other lifters left off, but someone like their steeplechaser Zhao Yanni—outpaced, shattered, but unbowed as she flopped across the finish. If she is ostracized, of course, and banished to a Snickers factory for the next twenty years, we'll know that nothing has changed.
"The Olympic victor, I said, is deemed happy in receiving a part only of the blessedness which is secured to our citizens, who have won a more glorious victory and have a more complete maintenance at the public cost. For the victory which they have won is the salvation of the whole State." Thus Socrates says to Glaucon, in the fifth book of the Republic. Plato, one of the great wrestling philosophers, could be describing the official Chinese attitude to these Games, wherein the individual is swallowed up by the team performance of a nation. On the other hand, the one aspect of victory that Plato could not have foreseen is the television camera, which, in its sentimental aggression, has made the masses anything but faceless. Does our behavior change when we find ourselves being watched? I looked at the badminton winner, Zhang Ning, when she stood to receive her medal; as the tears fell, the camera crept in close. That focus, like the double air-punch—or, indeed, like the screams of the fabulous fencer Ni Hong, who celebrated almost every hit with an uninhibited yowl, crouching down and going, "Yeaah! Yeaah! Yeaah!"—is a pure invention of the wicked West, plundered by China for its own state-sponsored highs. Ni, at such moments, seemed less Chinese than any Chinese person I have ever seen; she looked, if anything, like a Beatles groupie in the final number of "A Hard Day's Night."
China has taken the gamble of seeking to make people rich before it has made them free. By the standards of the Enlightenment, that is either an illusion or a cruel con, though a free marketeer might argue that the liberties bestowed by trade and consumption—the strange half-freedom of the television commercial, for example, which enslaves us even as it promises the wealth of the world—are not to be sniffed at, and may, indeed, be what most of us ponder and pursue. (We shouldn't worry more about the price of gas than about human rights in China, but we do.) As I dined, one day, on a Big Mac in a thunderstorm, seeking and failing to find refuge in a packed McDonald's beside the Olympic Green subway station, I heard the Olympic theme song, playing on a tape loop inside, and watched a Chinese teen-ager in the doorway. She sucked on her milkshake and then sang along, swaying; she was, at once, everything that the capitalist corporation could hope for, and everything that the Communist Party had planned. I tried to talk to her, but she spoke no English; besides, what young person wants to be asked if he or she feels free? What kind of question is that? I thought of the sign I had seen on the first full day of the Games, in the Forbidden City, as I headed back from the cycling. "Hall of Earthly Tranquillity," it read, and then, at the bottom, in smaller letters, "Made Possible by the American Express Company." One world. One dream. ♦


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Senior Technical Services Manager at Kemin Industries
In today's market, beef cattle fed under commercial feeding practices are subject to multiple stresses, all potentially detracting from maximizing red meat production at the lowest possible cost.
At weaning, beef calves separated from dams, marketed through typical feeder cattle channels, involving auctions, order-buyer barns, sorting and often long haul transport generally respond negatively to exposure of pathogens and unfamiliar environments. At the feedlot, feeder cattle are further challenged with new feed and water sources, rapid ration changes and feedlot processing. During the feeding period, beef cattle are further challenged with high concentrate diets with minimal roughage levels, fortified with growth implants and feed additives to maximize lean tissue accretion. With the addition of beta agonists, further metabolic stress is imposed at the end of the feeding period. Feeder cattle that successfully negotiate this process are often those provided adequate nutrition including trace minerals.
Maximizing the genetic potential of high performance cattle demands an increase in energy efficiency. Enhancing glucose uptake increases the opportunity to maximize performance and increase profits. Chromium (Cr) plays a significant role in this process providing an increase in glucose to the animal at the cellular level.
Chromium Propionate is a highly bioavailable source of chromium for use in cattle feeds1. Chromium Propionate allows cattle to utilize energy more efficiently. The primary role of chromium is to potentiate the action of insulin. Increased insulin activity promotes intracellular glucose uptake, providing more efficient energy utilization.
Research conducted by Dr. Brad Johnson and Bryan Bernhard at Texas Tech University was presented at the ASAS2 meetings in New Orleans in July 2011. One hundred eighty (180) steers were selected for use in the study, blocked by weight and randomly assigned to pens. The study was a completely randomized block design, (36 pens; 9 pens/treatments; 4 pens/block; 5 steers/pen). Cattle were housed in dirt-lot pens with ad-libitum access to sudangrass hay upon arrival. The following morning, a 63% concentrate basal ration was fed on top of the sudangrass hay. Cattle were processed upon arrival. Cattle were fed once daily in the morning. Cattle were fed the 63% concentrate diet from days 0 to 14, then increased at day 14 and day 28 to 73% and 83% concentrate diets, respectfully. The 83% concentrate diet was fed for the remainder of the trial. Cr was supplied in the form of KemTRACE®brand Chromium Propionate 0.04%. Premixes were top dressed and hand mixed into the delivered daily ration. Cattle health was evaluated daily for clinical signs of illness. Rectal temperatures were taken on cattle pulled. Cattle with temperatures > 39.7ºC were treated and returned to their home pen.
Researchers reported that steers fed chromium propionate showed a linear increase in average daily gain (P
This study was initiated to gain additional insight into feeding KemTRACE® brand Chromium Propionate to feeder cattle typical of the U.S. commercial cattle feeding business segment. Results of this study suggest that supplementation of chromium propionate to the basal diet can have a beneficial effect on newly received steers. More specifically in the research reported by Bernhard et al. (2011), addition of 0.3 mg/kg of chromium propionate to the basal diet resulted in the strongest performance advantages and reductions in the incidences of morbidity over the entire trial period. When comparing cattle supplemented with 0.3 mg/kg of chromium propionate to control cattle, there was an 8 kg difference in final BW and over 18% fewer cattle were treated at least once in this study. This translates to selling more pounds of beef, with less treatment cost2.

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Larry V - Apr 10, 2004 10:05 amRoute Climbed: South Face from South Colony Date Climbed: August 1997
A good route on an exciting mountain. Climbed Crestone Peak first, Needle second, then reviewed these summits from the vantage point of Humboldt Peak.
hhsilleck - Jan 10, 2004 6:59 pmRoute Climbed: South Face Date Climbed: July 2001
Long 3rd class section but very little exposure. Fun scrambling.
eckdoerry - Nov 28, 2003 11:47 amRoute Climbed: three 14ers Date Climbed: Augest 10, 2001
I climbed all three of the local 14ers this day in one long hard push. Real hardmen can add in Kit Carson too, but, ah well, maybe next time.
Did a wierd variation up a sketchy couloir on the SE face of the Needle, then traversed to Crestone Peak summit --- also sketchy in places; couldn't see the simple ridge route the guide described (need better guide!) -- and then slogged up Humboldt, which is the least interesting in terms of climbing, but a nice relaxing grind to end the day. Started at 530am, got down by 130 to avoid lingering monsoon weather.
philwortmann - Aug 30, 2003 10:21 pmRoute Climbed: Ellingwood Ledges(arete) Date Climbed: 2 Aug 03
Off by noon, great day
xyati - Aug 28, 2003 1:10 pmRoute Climbed: Ellingwood Arete Date Climbed: august 2, 2003
Started at North Colony Lake, pre-dawn start. We were off the summit before noon. Awesome day!
big_g - Aug 8, 2003 1:37 am Date Climbed: Aug 4, 2003Route Climbed: South Ridge
Not enough time to try the traverse the day before but I was not disappointed with the route. It was lots of fun.
ctruscot - Jul 14, 2003 7:34 pmRoute Climbed: class 3 easiest route Date Climbed: July 8, 2003
Found a guide to take me up - what a true pleasure. Fun and exciting even though we took easiest route. This was a way to go if you are like me - i want to do summits but don't care to be a rock climber!
Alan Ellis - Jun 5, 2003 8:09 pmRoute Climbed: Ellingwood Ledges/Arete Date Climbed: 07-09-2001
It started to hail and rain as we summited. We didn't stay long at the top. It hailed for 15 min...then the hail melted and we descended down the gully through the cascading water. The climb is great....lots of nice holds....lots of exposure. We roped for three pitches...one below the red knob at the bottom and two at the headwall. It was our first tech 14er. The descent is harder than the climb, but it was all great fun!
charms - Jan 16, 2003 6:50 pmRoute Climbed: South Face Date Climbed: July 19, 2002
I went up to South Colony Lake with a group of 10. We setup a base camp at the upper lake, and three of us immediately headed towards Broken Hand Pass to scope out Crestone Needle. After walking for about 45 minutes at a very quick pace, near the top of the Broken Hand saddle one of our party (we're all flatlanders from Texas) had to turn back because of the pace.
We reached the saddle and began contemplating a late afternoon attempt at the summit. My climbing partner for the afternoon was a meteorologist and after his positive interpretation of the weather, the two of us decided to go for it.
I followed Chris as he had more experience than I had. We somehow got off track too far to the east side of the mountain. We ended up climbing a difficult class 4, (according to my climbing partner) without climbing gear.
We reached the summit after what seemed forever. I'm slightly afraid of heights, so I immediately decided we should start down.
Looking back, it was the most awesome experience in the mountains that I've had.
I had mountain biked and snow skied a lot prior to this climb, but this was my first climb up a 14er. Had I known how vast the real estate was on top of the needle in comparison to the Crestone Peak, the heights really wouldn't have bothered me much.
Grant - Jan 14, 2003 10:57 amRoute Climbed: Standard Route Date Climbed: Sept. 1991
This was my first fourteener, and was a lot of fun. Back then I was able to get further up the road in a car than I could this last summer (2002).
mtnhiker13 - Dec 27, 2002 12:12 pmRoute Climbed: Standard Date Climbed: July 20, 2002
The conglomerate rock is a pleasure to climb, nary a loose rock. We took a different routes up and down which made the trip very interesting. There were some pretty tricky sections (which were also my favorites) and of course the view from the top was awesome.
Matt Mahoney - Sep 13, 2002 5:41 pmRoute Climbed: Cottonwood - traverse from Peak Date Climbed: Aug. 7, 2002
Climbed with Mike Bur. This was my second time on the summit, and the second time it started hailing right at that minute. We made a hasty descent down the south couloir and got off route on the awful trail back to Cottonwood just as we had done coming up. 14 hours car to car. The final class 4 pitch to the summit was the scariest thing I have ever climbed without a rope.
Hendere - Sep 12, 2002 4:19 pmRoute Climbed: South Face Date Climbed: September 9, 2002
I camped out by the lakes, and it took me about 7-1/2 hours. The clouds were low, I felt bad, and I got off route quite a bit. The rock was not as solid as I would of liked, I would recommend a helment. The climbing was fun and at the summit, I was treated to a great view of clouds. I will someday return, do the climb in a better mood! Highly recommended climb!
Matt Mahoney - May 17, 2002 10:58 amRoute Climbed: Cottonwood creek trail - south face Date Climbed: Aug. 13 2001
Awesome climb. Trail is very rough, got off route and did a lot of steep bouldering even before treeline. At the summit I watched 2 guys come up the class 4 crux of the traverse and tried to downclimb it just to get a look. Right then it started hailing and there was St. Elmo's fire on the summit. I got off route in the descent (very bad) and ended up descending too soon down the middle of a steep, exposed waterfall mixed with ice and with lightning all around. The storm passed down by Cottonwood Lake but I was dead tired from climbing every day for 2 weeks and didn't even think about climbing the Peak. It was 10 hours car to car.
jwclimbs - Feb 17, 2002 10:30 pmRoute Climbed: Peak-to-Needle Traverse Date Climbed: 7.29.01
As posted in my mountain log book, "Sweet-Ass-Sweet!"
8 hrs. from tent to tent. We camped along a gorgeous section of the South Colony Creek just below lower South Colony Lake. The weather could not have been nicer. My only regret was that I didn't tag Humbolt Pk. while I was there. That's alright though, I'll be back for Ellingwoods Arete anyhow.
miztflip - Aug 8, 2001 2:47 pmRoute Climbed: South Face from South Colony Date Climbed: April ?, 1999
This was my second ever alpine ice and snow climb. What a great climb. Crestone Peak and Needle are two of my favorite Colorado climbs.
climbcolorado - Jul 17, 2001 10:13 amRoute Climbed: South Face
This some of the best 3rd class climbing in the state of Colorado! I have climbed this route twice and have learned that good route finding makes it easy. Take your time and look for cairns!
jratk - Jul 17, 2001 12:01 amRoute Climbed: Ellingwood Arete Date Climbed: July 9, 2001
Of all the 14ers I've climbed, this is definately my favorite. It was my 2nd time to the S. Colony Lakes and it was even more beautiful than I remember. I went with my buddy Sean and former high school teacher Mr. Spengler. We took Sean's K-5 Blazer (a beast of a vehicle) up the rough road (gets worse every time) and then hiked 2 miles to the upper lake. We bivyed and of course it rained. Got up at 3:30 and were climbing by 4. This was Sean and I's first time up but Mr. Spengler's 11th so route finding was very easy. I enjoyed the 3rd and 4th class scrambling up the ledges but the real joy were the last 3 roped pitches. Very solid rock and good protection. We summited the Needle in 6 hours but couldn't continue to the Peak because of weather so were forced to descend the standard route. 4 hours down. Excellent climb, recommended.


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Ocean safety officers in Maui are patrolling an area where a shark bit a California man.
The 58-year-old Marina Del Rey man was bit in the leg Tuesday morning off Kaanapali Shores Place in Lahaina.
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The victim, who has not been identified, suffered a 6-inch bite in the outline of a shark's jaws. He remained in the hospital Wednesday.
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After Black Friday, Be Kind to Service Workers Day
As more stores open earlier on Thanksgiving, retail employees are feeling the stress of having to cut their holiday short. Retail expert and author Freeman Hall joins The News Hub to discuss why the Saturday after Black Friday is Be Kind to Service Workers Day.
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... the the ... a scene writes that people be passed to work on Thanksgiving to discuss that we have Freeman whole joining us from Los Angeles' he is the will of the book wheat aisle now ... thank you for joining us this ... and that you will so right now that was a fun book annual sermon on nom a book that is ... recently out so aam ... that basically gives us the inside scoop on how woefully can be to work inside the retail industry ... great ... I it's returned to the east and see ants you know it did this card from last year I'd call yesterday black Thanksgiving ... because that's what it's become ... you know ... this year it's been like to read the horror movie for me ... you know last year we had was the first year retailers started ... working on Thanksgiving day and ... I'm you know having them come in at midnight and ... everybody was up in arms their institutions there is a target petitioned several hundred thousand people signed a ... Best Buy petitions I've blogged about it ... and everybody was talking about it we had a market on Wall Street ... and what happened was nothing ... no black Friday came and went ... they had huge increases and nobody cared about the humans that means is that Pfizer Thanksgivings ... and now it's happening all over again ... and aam you know the head of the retail Federation yesterday she said ... customers are driving the bus well let me tell you that customers are not trying any cuts their boarding ... and is called the Black Friday but since being driven ... by retail corporations who are competing to get to the customer first ... and they have traveled to things getting everybody's holiday in order to do at ... Sandown when it was not going to change ... given that ... the prison now ... now we have to make a for profit increase for last year ... retired family planning and family don't like this ... with an online I thought it was some or all of ... that people would somewhat open national bomb on a the on on Thanksgiving which is a very special holiday that I've I've come to love since coming to this country ... aam but if that's the way it is would you say to people working in the retail business will be you know if you know that that's how it's going to be maybe should try a different business ... correct you know I were to re channel for ... almost twenty years and I ... you know during my ... times there ... I ... why I got Thanksgiving Day aunts ... and did the thing about that is the least she tried to make the best of it you know ... you have that one day you know so I would have to get on that side of the morning on Friday ... the reason that one day and now that one day it's been taken away ... and I believe starting this year than last year when it began it's going to change the way ... we celebrate Thanksgiving and the way we think about ... you know even with my friends and family yesterday they were talking about it was equally divided some people are ... are purposely not going out today ... and then the other people are excited about it ... here's a good tip for your viewers they wanted to go out ... and you know to all of their holiday shopping getting a candy on sale and telling them ... you should not do all your holiday shopping today because the deep discounts don't start until next month ... you're saying ... that I know I've spent so many years in retail and every year around December sixteen ... that's when the market started flooding in because the tires on the stock fall that no one was looking that breakdown December the sixth and that's when the USA in the big walk downtown are you most about something else ... aam is a unique ... it's so close to assassinate the kind of two weeks I'll what does that tell us about ... new Kraft coming when she said the first ... 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Thanksgiving ... so I feel that we can get back to the service workers by doing something nice for them tomorrow ... and I'm calling itself the Saturday everybody level offices that thing and we all came out with ... and it's called the kind of service workers day ... and it's about going out and doing something nice for those people who had to sacrifice a lot with their families in their jobs and ... yes they signed up for it but ... you know we can show appreciation for what they do you know in in UK ... you know given the beach and or coffee or you know even a thank you all are no and you will make their day sch and it makes them feel like you know the sacrifices the main are worth ... but then I'm and it's something we're going to promote every year to try and combat any in energy ... somebody has to work during all those holidays ... anything you know going into the holidays now is the start of the season and they think it's a good way ... to remember that you know we are just the two outs in patients and ... their humans behind the counter and when you're nice to have people there to be nice to you a table ... reasonable prices I'm on a fast sprint Friedman Paul telling everyone to be a very nice to us that is what this ... aam this week and Dom in fact he should do the poll excitement of the three one dayers to be the right thing to


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Due to the manner in which the shark nets operate, it is impossible for them to target the shark species that are considered as potential threats to swimmers. There is no way to discriminate against which marine animals they trap. As a result, hundreds of non target animals die through entanglement and eventually drown, including dolphins, turtles and whales.
Many shark species (including some of the target species) are endangered and shark numbers worldwide are decreasing at an alarming rate. The majority of animals that are caught and eventually die in shark nets are endangered and considered harmless to humans.
Shark nets do not reach all the way to the bottom of the ocean, and have large panels missing, so it's a little like putting up a fence in a paddock that only goes three quarters of the way around - you may deter some of the cows from coming in but it is certainly not an effective or efficient way to operate. In addition, shark nets give people a false sense of security.


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Best of Kenya's Kisumu City Excursions, Kisumu City Tours
|NAHWK 001, - 3 Days Presidential Obama Heritage Tour
This tour can start from Nairobis Jomo Kenyatta International Airport or Kisumu's International Airport which is under reconstruction to allow Air force one landing with Barack next time he visits Kenya. This is a three day trip which takes you to the community of Nyangoma Kogelo village where the father of the USA president Barack Obama's father was born and bread. You will be able to visit the local Ngiya market, pass through the equator line at Maseno and visit the local Kogelo dispensary, Kogelo market and Senator Barack Obama secondary school just behind the home. In addition to this trip, you will also visit the Siaya town. You will also visit the local villages in the surrounding.
Day 1: Arrival - Nairobi / Kisumu
On arrival at Jomo Kenyatta International Airport in Nairobi or alternatively on arrival at Kisumu International Airport, you will be met by our tour manager who will brief you on your community visits to Kogelo before you are transferred to your hotel for check in. Depending on the time of arrival, if you arrive in the morning flight, you will be able to visit the Kogelo Community village during the day. If you arrive in the evening by evening flights, you will be able to start your trip the next day. For those who are traveling by road from Nairobi to Kisumu, you expect to arrive in the afternoon in Kisumu. You will therefore be able to start your trip the next morning. You will also be taken for a Kisumu City tour, time allowing, you may have a boat ride around the Lake.
Kogelo is a typical Kenyan rural village with most residents living modestly by small-scale farming. The village has a primary school - Senator Obama Primary School and a high school -Senator Obama Secondary School. The land for both schools was donated by Barack Obama, Sr., a native of the village and they were renamed after his son and then US senator Barack Obama in 2006. There is also a health centre. The village has a shopping centre with shops and a bar. Previously the village had no electricity, but it was connected to the power network immediately after the 2008 US presidential election.
Dinner and overnights at Imperial hotel, Sunset hotel or Kisumu hotel.
Day 2: Kisumu City - Kogelovillage
You will depart Kisumu in the morning after breakfast at your residence and head through Kisumu Busia road. You will then reach Maseno University gates and proceed just 150 meters from the Maseno University gates to the Equator Line Point. After a photographic session on the Equator line, you will proceed to Luanda town then, you will divert to the left heading straight to Ngiya market. If you arrive on a Tuesday, then you will be lucky to have a glimpse of the market day at Ngiya. You then proceed and divert onto the left just before you reach Mbeji Academy onto the Murram road. You will then take about 15 minutes before you arrive at the Kogelo Dispensary on your right. After a visit of the dispensary proceed to the Kogelo market, Kogelo Primary School and Senator Barack Obama Secondary School. You will then enter Sarah Obama's home behind the secondary school.
Kogelo is the ancestral home of Barack Obama, Sr., the father of current United States President-elect Barack Obama. Barack Obama, Sr. is buried in the village. Some of their family members, including his paternal grandmother Sarah Anyango Obama, still live in the home.In the home, Sarah Obama's home; you will find both the grave sites for Barack Obama Sr. and his father's. you will also find in the homestead Sarah's house, the security tents, visit the vegetable garden, the cattle Boma and sit under the big mango trees where Sarah usually have interviews with visitors.
After the visit, you will proceed to Siaya town and then back to Kisumu city for dinner and overnight at your hotel.
(Alternatively, you may decide to spend a night in a rural homestead or a modern homestead along the Lake Victoria. Lunch will be served at the homestead, dinner and overnight either in Kisumu city or a homestead).
Dinner and overnight at Imperial hotel Sunset hotel or Kisumu hotel.
Day 3: Kisumu City - Siaya - Kogelo village (Cultural Tourism)-Departure
After morning breakfast, you will depart for Siaya in Alego where you will be taken to the local homesteads where you will experience the cultural dances, Nyatiti traditional music, Ohangla playing and the local community market. You will also visit the local dispensary and the local market at Kogelo You will then proceed, time allowing into the local secondary and primary schools where you may donate you educational books if any. You will then drive back to Kisumu at the end of the day and proceed to the Kisumu International Airport for your departure flights.
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Cost includes:-
-Road transport using tour van.
-All airport transfers
-Local airfares-Nairobi-Kisumu-Nairobi
-All meals while on this trip
-Accommodation in best homesteads within the vicinity visited
-Driver and vehicle allowances
-All government taxes
-Service of an English speaking driver guide
Cost excludes:-
-Tips to driver guides and potters.
-Local flight fees.
-Items of personal expenses


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Boy, how the time seems to be flying these past few months. It's honestly all I can do to keep my head above water these days! Finding little snippets of time to just sit back and relax is my latest challenge. How about you?
So I'm catching up on journal pages …. Benny went out of town for a football game Labor Day weekend, so the girlies and I had the house to ourselves all weekend. Friday night we stayed up late watching that great 80's classic Adventures in Babysitting. I don't think I've seen it since the 80's! And of course, my girls had never seen it, but they were completely entertained. At one point—and I can't even remember what started it, but I think it might have been Sarah letting out a good old snort—the three of us went into one of those uncontrollable fits of laughter. You know the kind where you just absolutely can't stop laughing, and then you are laughing so hard that you actually start crying? Yep, we had one of those that lasted a good 30 minutes. When Livvie looked at me and saw my "laughter tears," she said, "Mama! You're crying and laughing at the same time!" and then she burst out laughing again.
Totally uncontrollable laughter. That's what memories, and this journal page, are made of. I've written "adventures in babysitting" down the left side of the spread and "uncontrollable fits of laughter" down the right. Special memory, and one I hope will stick with my girls till old age. I know it will stick with me. What's one of your favorite "uncontrollable fits of laughter" moments?
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Career Highs
Goals: 5 (twice, most recent at Marquette, 3/19/13)
Assists: 4 (Columbia, 4/28/13)
Points: 6 (twice, most recent at Marquette, 3/19/13)
Ground Balls: 6 (Holy Cross, 4/11/12)
Draw Controls: 6 (twice, most recent vs. Boston College, 5/5/10)
Caused turnovers: 3 (twice, most recent vs. Cornell 3/3/12)
Senior · 2013
Team captain ... Finished her career with 101 points on 73 goals and 28 assists ... Led Harvard with 31 goals, 16 assists, 47 points and 29 ground balls ... Ranked second on the team with 36 draw controls ... Paced the Crimson with 11 assists and 24 points in conference play ... Scored at least one goal in all 14 games in 2013 ... Tallied multiple goals in 10 contests as a senior ... Played in all 14 games ... named to IWLCA All-Region second team ... First-team All-Ivy League choice ... Had two goals and two assists for four points, while having three draw controls and two ground balls at Stanford (Feb. 24) ... Recorded a hat trick and added two assists for five-points, while adding five draw controls, three ground balls and a caused turnover at Cornell (March 2) ... Tallied two goals and had three ground balls and three draw controls, while also causing a turnover, against Penn (March 9) ... Netted two goals, had two draw controls and grabbed two ground balls at Northwestern (March 16) ... Matched her career-high with five goals and six points and had two ground balls and two draw controls at Marquette (March 19) ... Amassed four points on two goals and two assists, while adding four ground balls, two draw controls and a caused turnover against Yale (March 23) ... Named Ivy League Offensive Player of the Week March 25 ... Notched two goals, handed out an assist, caused a turnover and had a draw control at Boston University (March 29) ... Recorded a hat trick, added three draw controls and collected two ground balls at Vanderbilt (April 1) ... Dished out two assists, tallied a goal, caused two turnovers, grabbed a ground ball and had a draw control at Brown (April 6) ... Netted a goal, had dive draw controls, snared four ground balls and caused a turnover at Holy Cross (April 10) ... Had a hat trick and an assist for four points at Princeton (April 13) ... Netted three goals, added an assist for four points and had four draw controls and a ground ball at Boston College (April 17) ... Found the back of the net at Dartmouth (April 26) ... Handed out a career-high four assists and added a goal for five points, while also adding five draw controls and two ground balls against Columbia (April 28).
Junior · 2012
All-Ivy League Honorable Mention selection ... Named to the IWLCA Academic Honor Roll ... Led the team in game-winning goals (3) and ground balls (38) while ranking second in caused turnovers (12), fourth in points (19) and fourth in goals (17) ... Had one goal, two ground balls and three draw controls in win against Boston University ... Scored three goals, caused three turnovers, grabbed two ground balls and won one draw control against Cornell ... Scored one goal and won one draw control in double-overtime victory against James Madison ... Had a hat trick, four ground balls and three draw controls versus Penn ... Scored a goal and collected one ground ball against Johns Hopkins ... Won two draw controls and had one ground ball versus Boston College ... Scored two goals with two ground balls and one draw control in win against Yale ... Scored one goal and added four ground balls in win versus Stanford ... Grabbed four ground balls against Syracuse ... Scored a hat trick with one assist and one caused turnover in win versus Brown ... Grabbed a career-high six ground balls, handed out an assist and caused one turnover in win against Holy Cross ... Picked up three ground balls, won one draw and caused one turnover in win over Princeton ... Grabbed five ground balls, won two draw controls and caused one turnover in win versus Columbia ... Scored two goals, grabbed two ground balls and caused one turnover in win against Dartmouth ... Picked up two ground balls versus Penn in the Ivy League Semifinals.
Sophomore · 2011
Started the first five games of the season before an injury forced her to the sideline … Led the league in draw controls (21) after five games … Scored hat tricks against Stanford and Penn … Won five draws against Stanford and Cornell ... Named to the Tewaarton Trophy list.
Freshman · 2010
Earned honorable mention All-Ivy league honors … Started in 13 of 14 games for the Crimson at midfield … Fourth on the team in goals (19), fifth in points (31) and third in assists (9) … Led the Crimson in draw controls (36) … Fourth in the league and 42nd in the nation in draw controls … Scored multiple goals in six games … Had a career-high six points (5g,1a) against Bryant.
Before Harvard
Lettered all four years in soccer, basketball and lacrosse at Lexington … Captain of soccer and basketball teams as a senior and lacrosse team as a junior and senior … Three-time Middlesex League All-Star … Three-time Eastern Massachusetts All-Star … Lower New England Team Member … Three-time Middlesex League All-Star and Eastern Massachusetts All-Star in soccer … Set school lacrosse record for career points with 314 … Boston Herald All-Scholastic team as a junior and senior … Member of National Honor Society … Recipient of Edward "Doc" Abel Award for Outstanding Senior Female Athlete.


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A harvest of tomato winners
Where's Digging In been lately? Out in the field and glued to the desk, both at the same time.
There is so much grand gardening going on out there. Everything is in bloom, in fruit, in towering abundant burgeoning prime.I feel like I have fallen down the rabbit hole of garden stories, and it blows me away, a late-summer tornado of wonder and astonishment. I have met so many gardeners, such icons of strength and cheer and generosity and grace. A bumper crop of tales. I hope I get to tell them all.
But more on that later. We have tomato champions to announce!
First off, Cathy Davis wins a copy of Tim Stark's "Heirloom: Adventures of an Accidental Tomato Farmer." Cathy is helping to get a community garden started in Centennial, and gardens with five children AND a boxer in the yard! Her son, Andrew, is also growing some killer pumpkins. With five kids to get started in school, you'll understand why she hasn't had a chance to send me some pictures.
Second, the "that's a heckuva lot of tomatoes" prize — $2,500 in the large and small tomato categories in the NatureSweet Tomato Challenge, where Digging In was a judge along with four other tomato fans. Carol Weber of Parker won in the small tomato category with her "Orange Sun Gold" cherry tomatoes; Mary Lucero of Lafayette nabbed the big money in large tomatoes with "Super Fantastic." And Jennifer Getson won a swanky Weber Grill Set with her perfect score on a tomato trivia quiz. The questions were tough — I perused the quiz and knew it was way past my knowledge level. I had a great time talking with the family of runner-up Matt Brandt, who was sort of dragged into growing tomatoes by his mother-in-law. He won my personal award for being most surprised at his win — and told me half of his tomato plants got killed by a frost, but they're now pumping out bushelsful. I'm currently away from my techno tools for pix of these fine gardeners, but soon …
Here in Denver, at least at The Denver Post, we're eating, breathing and not-sleeping the Democratic National Convention. It's a loud blare of blue seasoned with red and white, the fuchsias and orange of powerful women's power suits. But while the Democrats are Barackin' the house in Denver, a steady green hum whirs in my brain in the background, a call that thrums more insistent.
I nixed going to the big media shindig that kicked off the convention at Elitch's on Saturday. I needed alone. I needed soil and water and plants and a slower pace, not 15,000 other word-wielding folks. A part of me still craves the adrenaline rush, the fabulousness, the free wine and food and music, the celebrities and the celebration. But need talked louder that day. I needed dirt. I went north to plant.
Breaking soil is the antidote for blare. At a Fort Collins community-garden plot that someone had abandoned mid-season, I stomped a shovel into the damp soil, jabbing at the basketball-sized clods to release the weeds. Another woman, alone like me, putting in fall vegetables on a Saturday evening, showed me the shed full of tools and told me the combination for the lock. The potato fork she showed me worked better and faster. Jab, lift, turn, and stab, marveling at the fat, wet, wriggling life the effort unearthed. The slow, wordless patterns of raking and leveling, of squatting to drop in tiny seeds one by one, banished the frenzy from my head. No blare. Just that supreme and ancient act of faith. Cast the seed. Ask for a harvest.
Carrots, turnips, lettuce, beets. Radishes, kale. Breathe. Stretch. Admire the melons, the brussels sprouts, the bean teepees, in the other gardens. And trade seeds and stories with my new friend, my leftover rainbow chard for her leftover spinach. Each of us has houses, yards, gardens at home but still we come here — as if to a church, to light a candle among other candles while the sun slips below the August clouds and then below the mountains.
This is where I live now. I have not ceased to be a journalist, I tell myself. I have not stopped caring about what goes on in the world, the country, my state, the two cities of my commuter life. I care fiercely. But somehow an even deeper fierceness has taken root in me. I care about the fat, wet, wriggling life in that soil, and all the lives it feeds with food and souls it feeds with beauty. I want to know its seasons and reasons and all the names it goes by, every legend and secret I can persuade it to confide. This is the story I'm chasing now.
And it does not run away.


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Earlier this week, I stood staring at the house I grew up and lived in for 18 years and two weeks of my life, and which I hadn't seen for five years.
Mum and I drove past it on Tuesday, after having spent the weekend at my cousin's wedding in Belgium. Since we were in the country, we figured it was a good opportunity to see my childhood best friend and then drive up to Flanders to see my brother. And Mum said, 'Do you want to go see the house?'.
I didn't know how I'd feel about it, but I knew I wanted to see it. The people who bought it from us — and made tons of changes, such as installing a pony paddock in my favourite field, where I used to read books and take walks — got divorced some years ago and sold the house for a huge loss. I don't know who lives there now, but they have children: there were toys in the garden, and, I was pleased to see, they'd kept our old trampoline that dad brought home as a surprise one day.
We peered at the house through the fence, like thieves checking the perimeter, wondering if it's worth the risk. Exiled. But I made that choice five years ago – it's just weird getting the opportunity to go back, and see what you gave up.
The whole time I was in Belgium it felt like I'd stepped off my favourite carousel, and was now trying to hop back on but couldn't settle into the rhythm of it anymore. My life moves to a different tune now. I asked myself constantly if I missed it — and people have been asking me that too. Would you ever move back? Do you ever miss it?
And the thing is, I want to say that I miss it — when I saw the rolling hills of the Ardennes, and walked into my old school where I bumped into my principal, and shopped on the high street where we used to go for lunch — but in reality… I don't. I got on the plane to Scotland with such a solid feeling of purpose: I was going home.
I'm grateful for the upbringing I had, and for the place I grew up in. It forged my character, my personality, it made me innately trilingual. But there was a definite time limit on that part of my existence on this earth, and I left my little hometown at precisely the right time. I found my spiritual home in the sun-dappled Highlands of this windswept country, and I'm proud to call the splendid city of Edinburgh my home. This place, it doesn't just speak to me, it fucking sings to me. Home home home. These words are buried deep inside my bones. I'd die if I had to move away.
But this being said, last weekend stirred up some powerful emotions. All the things you leave behind, they're always there somewhere for you to revisit, sometimes even in a physical place. It's a good thing, though: it allows you to measure how much you really want the life you chose for yourself.
There is comfort in the familiar, and it's easy leading a life of routine and tradition. You don't have to ask yourself too many questions, and you know exactly what your place is in the community. But does that mean you really chose it? I chose to deviate from the path. At times it was hard, disheartening, confusing. And yet, at no point over the last five years did I ever doubt I'd made the wrong choice in moving away.
Yesterday I showed a new friend around Edinburgh (hi Lucia!) and I felt such a pride in this city. Home home home. I cry tears of joy at random when this realisation hits me. I never believed much in destiny when I was younger, but I'm a convert now. I was always meant to be here. That is the one certainty I have in life. Through all the storms, this was my anchor: that I was meant to one day call Scotland home, for this is where my destiny and my happiness lie.
Whatever higher power there is out there — call it what you will — I thank it daily for giving me this life.
(P.S.: Mali says hi.)
Aquafaba Chocolate Mousse
- 100g (3.5 oz) vegan chocolate, either dark or milk chocolate
- 1 tin of chickpeas
- 1 packet (1 tsp) cream of tartar
- Sweetener of choice (optional): either a drizzle of maple syrup, a good pinch of stevia or a few teaspoons of sugar
- Open a tin of chickpeas. Pour the brine (aquafaba) into a medium-sized bowl and save the chickpeas (I like eating them in a salad, or you could make some hummus).
- Using an electric whisk, beat the aquafaba for about 10-15 minutes, or until stiff peaks begin to form. The brine will act exactly like egg whites: first it becomes white and foamy, then the texture becomes denser until, after a while, it will become stiff enough that you can tip the bowl upside down and the whisked aquafaba remains in place.
- Add the cream of tartar to this in the last minutes of whisking. Place the whisked aquafaba in the fridge.
- Melt the chocolate in a heat-proof bowl over a pan of simmering water. After a few minutes, the chocolate should be melted; stir with a wooden spoon to make it silky and glossy. Set aside to cool; if you are using any sweetener, add it now.
- When the chocolate is cooled but still melted (you don't want it to be too pasty — on the other hand, warm chocolate will ruin the recipe) add a dollop of the whisked aquafaba. Gently, VERY gently, fold it into the chocolate. Continue this process with the rest of the aquafaba until there is none left. You will notice the mousse will gain a lot of volume. It's important that you complete this step slowly so as not to beat the air out of the whisked aquafaba.
- Pour the mousse into 4 little pots or cups, and leave in the fridge for a couple of hours to set before serving.
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The Khmer Rouge's former social affairs minister, Ieng Thirith, has died. The former regime leader who was found mentally incompetent to stand trial at the UN-backed tribunal in 2011, and Khmer Rouge survivors said Monday that her passing was another painful reminder how few of the leaders have faced trial. Family report her three-day funeral ceremony ended Monday night with Ieng Thirith's cremation in the former Khmer Rouge stronghold of Pailin. She was 83. (Neou Vannarin, Phnom Penh)
Khmer Rouge leaders are currently on trial by the UN-backed tribunal for genocide. The tribunal is facing serious roadblocks, including Tuesday resignation of UN judge Mark Harmon. Judge Harmon's resignation, said to be made for personal reason, coincides with Cambodia's failed arrest of two key suspects he named for the indictment in the ongoing trial. VOA Khmer's Sok Khemara talked to Stephen Rapp, US Ambassador-at-large of War Crimes, and has the interview.


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Is the academic version of Microsoft Visual Studio actually the same thing as the Professional version just sold at a discount?
I'm asking because I ordered the Pro 2008 version online but I just read the email confirming the shipment from the reseller and it says I must be a student, I thought the academic version would say as much on the packaging!
I sure wish the website would have made it clear before they shipped it!


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How many species of plants and animals make their home in the magnificent rainforests of the Ecuadorian Andes?
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Earthwatchers surveyed the rainforest of the Ecuadorian Andes for birds, plants, spectacled bears, pumas, ocelots, and other animals.
The Santa Lucía Reserve is home to more than 320 species of birds, thousands of plant species, and an estimated 45 species of mammals. In this stunning cloud forest, volunteers hiked through mountainous terrain toward a different research assignment each day.
They helped survey key bird and large mammal species and vegetation types to determine their abundance and distribution. This information provided reserve managers with accurate scientific data to create habitat and species action plans aimed at protecting an area of habitat that stretches from Ecuador into Colombia.
Volunteers also helped set up camera traps to record the presence of mammals, conducted bird surveys, explored the astoundingly diverse invertebrate and amphibian communities that make their home in the bromeliads of the cloud forest, and surveyed trees to determine the carbon storage of the reserve. They identified and photographed animal tracks around the camera traps, measured and counted trees, and identified species of orchids and other plants. In their recreational time, volunteers enjoyed pickup games of soccer or volleyball, took part in fiestas and dances in nearby towns, and hiked to gorgeous waterfalls.
The Ecuadorian Andes is one of the top 25 biodiversity hotspots worldwide.
Continuing deforestation and climate change threaten the incredibly diverse plants and animals of the Ecuadorian Andes.
The western slopes of the Ecuadorian Andes is one of the most biodiverse areas in the world. Of all the species of plants in the world, 6.7% are endemic to this region (that is, they are found nowhere else), as are 5.7% of the world's vertebrate species. Ecuador is home to some 1,600 bird species (about twice as many as in North America, Europe, or Australia). This astonishing diversity and the fact that more than 70% of the original habitat has been lost earned the Ecuadorian Andes a place among the top 25 biodiversity hotspots worldwide.
Volunteers surveyed the astounding biodiversity of a tropical Ecuador rainforest.
The Santa Lucía Cloud Forest Reserve, where this research took place, is at the center of the Choco-Andean corridor, a protected area that was set up to link critical tropical Ecuador forests with the forests of Colombia. Scientists worked to determine if wildlife uses this corridor effectively. This monitoring program provided crucial information for reserve and corridor management and insight into the impacts of climate change on species distribution and forest dynamics.
The Santa Lucía Cloud Forest Reserve is a protected forest northwest of the Ecuadorian capital of Quito that spans an altitude of 4,590 to 8,530 feet (1,400 to 2,600 meters). It contains more than 320 species of birds, thousands of plant species, and an estimated 45 species of mammals, including jaguarondi, ocelot, Andean cat, puma, the raccoon-like coatimundi, and spectacled bear. Native plants include an amazing variety of orchids, bromeliads, and other epiphytes.
Santa Lucía is a community-based organization formed by local rural families to conserve and protect the cloud forest, develop sustainable sources of income for the members, and benefit the residents of neighboring areas. Santa Lucía has won awards for ecotourism and offers a model of what a community-owned and community-run organization can achieve in terms of responsible tourism, conservation, and development.
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Scientists trained volunteers on all aspects of the research, including camera-trapping, surveying animal populations, collecting and preparing botanical samples, analyzing bird survey data, and using data from capture and recapture of animals in traps to estimate population features. Volunteers learned about topics like the biodiversity, geography, and ecology of Ecuador; threats to wildlife and the importance of conservation; mammal conservation and the role of monitoring; climate change and Andean forests; climate change and biodiversity; and what they could do for conservation after returning home.
On one day of each team, volunteers visited the nearby Tulipe Cloud Forest and the archaeological sites of the Yumbo civilization, which flourished from around A.D. 800 until the Spanish conquest of Ecuador in the 1600s. In Tulipe they saw the remains of tolas (moundlike structures thought to have been used as ceremonial structures and dwellings), as well as Yumbo petroglyphs, sunken bathing pools, and trading paths. Some teams also visited the Mindo Cloud Forest, home to many rare bird and orchid species.
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Dr. Mika Peck and rainforest researchers at Santa Lucia Lodge, Ecuador
Earthwatch scientist Dr. Mika Peck studies the impact of human activity on the rainforest of the Ecuadorian Andes, a biodiversity hotspot.
You'll stay at the very comfortable Santa Lucía Lodge. You may also have a chance to camp higher in the forest to collect bird data. Santa Lucía Lodge sleeps about 22 people in double and single beds and bunks. The lodge has hot showers—with spectacular views of the forest.
Team members and all expedition staff eat together in a communal dining area. Meals combine traditional Ecuadorian and international recipes, and, where possible, use organic produce from the lodge garden. Foods include both standard Western items (bread, eggs, juice) and Ecuadorian specialties such as lapingachos (potato and cheese cakes).
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Clients and professionals travel from all over the world. to learn about Soma's RPM. Already, learning RPM has liberated hundreds of students and families who had not found success with other teaching approaches. HALO's aims to reach as many students as possible with RPM. We want students to experience exemplary academic learning which otherwise has not been available. We want parents to be empowered to teach and communicate with their child. And we want to positively impact societal views and understanding about the learning potential of persons with autism and similar disorders.
HALO members are encouraged to get informed and involved in the organization, so that all those using RPM are working together to improve the many lives which are affected by autism. Linking communication between students, parents and professionals in RPM instruction is intended to help spread RPM understanding and use faster than if advocates were working in isolation. Sharing student progress in this burgeoning effort helps all RPM users to move forward more effectively and uniformly. And sharing ideas and resources also fuels HALO's efforts to grow Soma's RPM.


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Two of the smileyest dudes in the Philly comedy scene—T.j. Hurley and Alejandro Morales—have joined forces to produce East Coast Power Nap, which will explode all the fuck over The Trocadero this Wednesday, January 30th. Here they are chattin' 'bout how kickass it's gonna be and encouraging you to drink a bunch when you go:
WitOut: I like you guys. And I like that you've teamed up. What made you decide to put on a show together?
T.j. Hurley: I wanted to do something with Alejandro mostly because he's funny and he's motivated. He and I are very different on stage, so I hope we can make an interesting duo: me as the uptight curmudgeon and him as the fun-loving rube.
Alejandro Morales: Gregg Gethard recommended T.J. to me as a guest on the monthly stand-up showcase I used to produce, and he was a big hit, so much so that I brought him back a few months later. Then, this past fall, I was sort of pitching a stand-up show around to a few venues, and T.J. approached me at Laughs on Fairmount one night about working together. It was great timing, and so far we're working very well together. He definitely brings a clear vision to the whole enterprise, which is great because it frees me up to be a fun-loving rube.
WO: I also dig the name—though I have no idea why. "East Coast Power Nap"? What is that? Where did it come from?
TJH: The name is just nonsense. I thought it sounded catchy and exciting, but it's just a string of words. I'm glad you like it.
AM: T.j. had this whole elaborate story about the name being based on some kind of skateboarding move, and now that he says it's "just a string of words," I feel kind of betrayed.
WO: How were you guys able to hook up with the Trocadero? That's a pretty snazzy venue.
TJH: The people at the Troc have been really nice and easy to work with. A buddy of mine was a bouncer there and put me in touch with the booker. I was stoked and surprised at how easy the whole thing was. I'm really excited about the venue. The Troc is beautiful and strange and full of good memories for me.
AM: I'm not sure you can believe anything T.j. says now. IF THAT'S EVEN YOUR REAL NAME, "T.j."
WO: The line-up for this first show (Doogie Horner, Carolyn Busa, The Necrosexual, Sidney Gantt, Joe Bell, Dan King, Lou Misiano) looks pretty fantastic. How did you go about putting it together? Do you see some sort of common element between the comedians on the show, or were these just a bunch of acts you both like individually?
TJH: I know, right? The line-up is so good. We have some things planned to make the show different and special, but it will rule just based on the comics alone. We wanted to make sure the show wasn't a monoculture, point of view-wise and stylistically. Every comic on the show has a very different point of view and comedy style and I hope that will make for a compelling experience. Our main goal in doing this thing is to put on a funny, well-put together show.
AM: We both made nominations and then whittled it down. He and I go to a lot of local open mics, and I feel like the talent lately has just gotten really outstanding. These past couple years the stand-up scene has been growing and expanding and improving by leaps and bounds. I think together we captured a great cross-section of what makes the scene so great.
WO: This show is being billed as "ONE NIGHT ONLY." Why??? And any chance that might change?
TJH: We want East Coast Power Nap to be the last Wednesday of every other month. If this one goes well, if we make enough money to cover our costs (and hopefully pay the comics), and if the Troc thinks it's worth their time, we'll totally do more. If you come to the show and like it, buy lots of beer. That'll sweeten our chances of doing it regularly.
AM: In the sense that there's only one show featuring this specific grouping of comics on this particular stage, it is a one-night-only engagement! But if it does go well, and the folks at the Troc are happy, we absolutely want to move forward and make East Coast Power Nap a regular thing.
...I feel like I should end on something funny. Alison, could you be a lamb and put something funny here and attribute it to me?
And then Alejandro said something else that was just HILARIOUS! The hilarity doesn't really translate in print, though. Here's a promo video for the show to make up for it (featuring the videography talents of Jimmy Viola and the voiceover talents of ManiPedi's Madonna Refugia):
Go check out 'East Coast Power Nap' on Wednesday, January 30th at the Trocadero (1003 Arch Street) at 8pm. Tickets are $5.
by Alison Zeidman
Here's the latest video from local comic Aaron Nevins, which premiered at this past Sunday's Bedtime Stories Presents: Christmas Eve at a Delco WaWa. The video stars comedian/storyteller Hillary Rea, stand-ups T.J. Hurley and Chris O'Connor, and two adorable children.
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Q: Do I have the right filtration system
for my pond, or do I need to upgrade?
Dee – Russell Springs, KY
A: Pond filtration can be tricky—and confusing. Mechanical filtration is designed to remove solid matter from your pond's water, but because there are different types and sizes of filters, determining whether you have the right one can be a challenge.
In general, pond product manufacturers offer three types of filters:
- Waterfall or BioFalls box filter, which works in a 1,000-plus gallon pond
- Pressurized filter, designed for ponds up to 5,000 gallons
- In-pond filter, ideal for smaller ponds up to 1,200 gallons
If your filter is correct for your pond's size but you're still not achieving crystal clear results, something else could be happening below the surface.
When most people install a pond in their yard, they add a few goldfish or koi for fun and color. The filtration system included with the pond will work just fine—for a while. But before long, Mother Nature will do her thing, and those "few fish" will multiply into a pond full of fingerlings!
All those fry are a sign of a healthy pond, but they produce a lot of waste. In fact, 40 1-inch fish equal one 12-inch fish in terms of waste production. So if that pond is going to be home to all those fish, the old filter will need a little help. It's time to upgrade to a larger filter or add a second filter.
Pressurized filters, such as The Pond Guy® AllClear™ PLUS Pressurized Filters, are an easy way to add to an existing filter. They're easily buried in the ground for minimal visual impact, they can be run in line with your existing plumbing if you have a small waterfall, and they come in a range of sizes to fit any size pond. Plus, many models have the option of an ultraviolet light to help fight green water.
Of course, filtration isn't the only answer. Natural bacteria and aeration greatly help water quality, too.
Pond Talk: How have you upgraded your pond's filtration system?
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(RNN) - You might be a redneck if you want to ride a roller coaster called "git-er-done!"
The landscape of amusement parks may have a "redneck" themed version coming very soon.
According to the Hollywood Reporter, the comedians of the Blue Collar Comedy tour - Jeff Foxworthy, Bill Engvall and Larry the Cable Guy - may be in the planning stages of an amusement park named "Blue Collar Country."
The amusement park will feature rides, retail, hotels, a resort for RV's, a 100,000 square-foot events centers for concerts, sporting events and conventions and various themed restaurants, according to Hollywood Reporter.
The location of the 500-acre project is reportedly Foley, AL. The city's mayor, John Koniar, called the prospective development as, "Branson, MO meets Six Flags."
Foley, AL, is nearly three hours southwest of Montgomery, AL, on the Alabama gulf coast.
Initial reports say phase one of the project will cost $200 million that will be funded "through a combination of bonds, grants and institutional financing."
"Blue Collar Country will be up and running in the next two to three years," according to Blue Collar manager J.P. Williams.
The partnership group includes '70s singer Tony Orlando, who is said to be the origin of the idea and who found the location. If the first Blue Collar Country theme park is successful, more locations could be built across the country, according to the Hollywood Reporter.
Genre-specific theme parks are nothing new to the United States - besides theme parks like Disney World and DisneyLand, Busch Gardens, Universal Studios and Sea World, other theme parks have been based on cultural phenomenon like those based on the Harry Potter series and Lord of the Rings.
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Free Fry Box Favor Download
Create a "Fry Box" Party Favor
At your next party, you can fill bags with prizes for party guests, but why not pull out the creative stops and hand out cute "fry box" favors instead? Following are Jaime Ward's easy instructions (as seen on p. 110 of "Tips & Tricks" in the June 2009 issue):
1. Click here to download the "Fry Box Scoring Guides" PDF. Put the desired scrapbook paper in your printer (positioned so it will print on the wrong side) and print the file.
2. Trim along the outer solid lines of each box (the pattern includes two). Use a bone folder or embossing stylus to trace along the dotted lines, applying heavy pressure to "score" the paper. Tip: Use a ruler to help when tracing along straight lines.
3. Fold along the lines (positioning the front flap on top of the back flap) and use adhesive to glue the sides shut. When the box is folded, the bottom will curve up like a fry box does.
Digital Bonus! You can also create these boxes digitally. To download Jaime's PNG files for use in your software program, click here and here. [TP-FRY-D-PNG1-6 and TP-D-PNG2-6].
Girly Fry Box by Jaime Ward. Supplies Cardstock: Provo Craft; Patterned paper: Glitz Design; Stamp, ink, embossing powder and scallop punch: Stampin' Up!; Ribbon: C.M. Offray & Son; Adhesive: Duck Adhesive Rollers.
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natural mystic needed a new logo design and created a contest on 99designs.
2 winners were selected from 92 designs submitted by 30 freelance designers.
I am looking for a wine related logo for my website, Wine Target, at http://www.yamtec.com/winetarget/. I will pay $150 for the person who comes up with an extremely professional, clean logo that fits perfectly with my current design.
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Use the website's color scheme for the logo. I want the logo to look extremely professional, and represent a website dedicated to wine. Try to hint that the website is also related to the sale of wine, without using the obvious "target" reference trademarked by Target.com. I will be giving feedback on every logo submitted to me. I can't wait to see what some of you extremely talented people can come up with.
I added an extra $50 to the prize money because I would also like a few small images (buttons, etc.) to use throughout the site that use the same format of the logo. This is optional, but would be greatly appreciated. Thanks in advance for everyone who makes a submission.
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Washed Ashore builds and exhibits aesthetically powerful art to educate a global audience about plastic pollution in the ocean and waterways and spark positive changes in consumer habits.
For all current USA exhibit locations including the Smithsonian Museum in Washington DC, and Open Hours for our Hometown Exhibit in Bandon, Oregon, please click here.
Turning Plastic Ocean Pollution Into Sea-saving Art: A Traveling Exhibit
At the Smithsonian's National Zoo, a massive exhibit made entirely of plastic pollution fished from the Pacific is on display. Called "Washed Ashore: Art to Save the Sea," it features 17 sculptures, from jellyfish to shark. The lesson? The ocean's deadliest predator is trash. NewsHour's Julia Griffin pays the plastic sea creatures a visit.
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Washed Ashore sculpture "Turtle Ocean" on exhibit at the Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History
"Turtle Ocean" features an endangered hawksbill turtle swimming over a colorful 12 foot coral reef and is featured in the museum's Sant Ocean Hall. Watch Angela Haseltine Pozzi create the art piece in her studio.
Angela Haseltine Pozzi, founder and artistic director of the Washed Ashore Project.
Washed Ashore is a non-profit community art project founded by artist and educator, Angela Haseltine Pozzi in 2010. The project is based in Bandon, Oregon, where Angela first recognized the amount of plastic washing up on the beaches she loved and decided to take action. Since 2010, Washed Ashore has processed tons of plastic pollution from Pacific beaches to create monumental art that is awakening the hearts and minds of viewers to the global marine debris crisis.
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