International Book Giving Day… on Valentine’s Day!

 

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What day is February 14th? It’s International Book Giving Day, silly!

Actually, this was news to me and probably is to you, too, but hey, what better way to honor your little Valentine than to give them a book?

“International Book Giving Day is a day dedicated to getting new, used and borrowed books in the hands of as many children as possible.”

Roses are red, violets are blue, chocolate makes you hyper but this book is for you!

Three simple ways to celebrate International Book Giving Day:

1. Give a Book to a Friend or Relative.  Celebrate International Book Giving Day by giving a child a new, used or borrowed book.
2. Leave a Book in a Waiting Room or Lobby.  Choose a waiting room where kids are stuck waiting and there are few to no good books available. Purchase a good book, and deposit your book covertly or overtly in your waiting room of choice.

3. Donate a Book.  Wrap up a box of children’s books that your kids have outgrown and get them in the hands of children who could really use a book or two. Donate your books to your local second hand store, library, children’s hospital, or shelter. Alternatively, donate your books to an organization working internationally to get books in the hands of kids, such as Books for Africa.

Click here to gift a copy of Long Live Earth  –  have a happy Valentine’s/International Book Giving Day!

 

 

 

 

 

Long Live Earth as featured on Reduce Footprints… many thanks.

Page-26-BigHeartTreading lightly on this planet should be the of goal of every one of us.  Look no further than Reduce Footprints for all kinds of info and inspiration.  And thank you Reduce Footprints for your generous and thoughtful review of Long Live Earth!

Here is an excerpt:

“Let me give you my impressions of this book. The illustrations are beautiful. Each one is a photo of a quilt square handmade by Ms. Morrison. They are enchanting and whimsical. The text is done in rhyme; the cadence is very appealing and, I believe, will become like a song which stays in the heads (and hearts) of readers. Some of the words may need a bit of explanation for younger children but most kids will have no problem understanding the meaning. The book is appropriate for all age levels, for reading alone or together, and would make a terrific gift. Adults will enjoy it, as well!

Here’s another fact which, as “greenies”, you’re sure to appreciate: the book is printed on recycled paper by FSC (Forest Stewardship Council) certified suppliers using certified environmentally-friendly ink. Yay!

I highly recommend this book … for your kids, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, neighbors, schools, etc. You can purchase a copy by clicking HERE.

Read complete post here.

Continued thanks to Amazon reviewers of Long Live Earth…

*****5.0 out of 5 stars   See all reviews here.
“Wonderful Book for Earth Day or any day!”
January 10, 2014 by mbscott “mbs” (Buffalo, NY)
“I read this for Eath Day every year to the K kids–great book about taking care of the planet. Good for budding Evolutionists, too, as it references the earth being way older than 6000 years–and prehistoric man! The illustrations are actually quilt squares–beautiful.”
Thank you Amazon reviewers for continuing to send in your kind thoughts!

Do not underestimate the power of Facebook. Or friends…

Even Mark Zuckerman needs friends.  A few years back, Greenpeace and a whole lot of Mark’s friends asked the Facebook founder, via this rather adorable video, to stop his plans to power his Oregon data center with coal.

20 months later he did just that.  And today Facebook continues to do the right thing…

Its’ new data center will run on 100 percent wind energy.  Be a friend…read the whole article here. If you liked this video, check out a whole bunch of others you’ll also like over here.

 

Spend more – it’ll cost less. Watch this groovy little animated short. Say goodbye to Walmart, Costco and Target…

“Go Local” from EcologyAction

I am a jellyfish. That explains a lot.

I went to the aquarium yesterday because my niece is in town.  I am not huge on aquariums.  I know that is a terrible thing to say because nobody likes an aquarium hater.Northeast-Pacific-sea-nettles-Monterey-Bay-Aquarium-631

After all, the fish are obviously well cared for in their huge, gleaming, impressively realistic tank homes. I guess it’s just a bit hard to believe that they are actually buying that whole set up.

Or maybe it’s the funky lighting.  Regardless, it never takes long before my lower back starts to ache, I am famished, parched, I have to go to the bathroom, my feet hurt and I am wondering why our tickets should have to cost more than the average health insurance co-pay.

But then I get to the jellyfish tank.  And here, at the jellyfish tank, I am mesmerized.  I am literally glued to the glass.  I don’t ever want to leave this place.

All those bobbing, dangling blobs seem almost cultish.  And I’m pretty sure they are beckoning to me. I don’t just watch the jellyfish at the aquarium.  I actually feel that I am a jellyfish at the aquarium.  Jeez, are they brainwashing me?  Am I actually turning into a jellyfish?

I mean, if left for two minutes in their silent but echoing company I become a weightless, worryless, goalless, harmless, timeless coagulation of flotsam and jetsam (or whatever) effortlessly drifting and dipping though the portals of time and space.  I can actually feel my blood pressure dropping.  In fact, I don’t think I have any blood pressure at the jellyfish tank.

This morning I googled “jellyfish” in anticipation of writing a little ditty on what I  used to think of as a weird, aquatic anomaly of mine… only to discover this breaking news:  I am a jelly fish. Which kind of explains everything.

Or at least I was.  In fact, scientists are now placing bets that all life descended from the jelly fish.  Albeit we’ve advanced a bit.  Jellyfish still don’t don’t have brains, lungs, hearts or plenty of other things that tend to cause humans a fair amount of angst.  But boy do those guys know how to relax.

So before you head out for the aquarium take your over-evolved brain along to National Geographic and read the whole facsinating story:  “Was Your Ancestor a Ball of Jelly? Evolution Study Surprises Experts”.

Help…

Everybody needs it.  The planet needs it, that’s for sure.  Children need it, the elderly, the sick, the poor, even the lawyer in his corner office needs it.  Nobody is excluded (except me).  Ironically, few people want it (especially me).  After all, I am the one who does the helping around here!  I am the single working mom!  I am Rosie the Riveter, the one with the bicep and the do-rag in that old World War II propoganda poster! 250px-We_Can_Do_It!

Except when I’m not.  And I can’t do it anymore.  And I’m tired. And I don’t know what the answers are, or how to make those ends meet up all nice and tidy like they should.

And when I get to this dark and crappy place it manages to get even more terrible because that is when I have to do the hardest thing of all.  Accept help.  Or even worse:  Ask For Help. Ugh.

I am trying to get over this.  And myself at the same time. Because needing help sometimes is ok.  And I know that there are people out there who want to be kind.  And who would like to help.  And maybe it even makes them feel a little bit happy to do so.

I’ve recently asked for help from an old classmate. He said he would be happy to help.  At times I’ve accepted help from friends and family members.  They said they were happy to help.  When someone does a favor for you and you say “thank you” they inevitably say “I’m happy to help.” And I think maybe they really are!  Come to think of it, we are all happy when we are able to help.

For the record, that poster (which I am featured on) does not say “I can do it!” but “We can do it!”.

So be brave.  Get yourself into a jam and ask for help.  They’ll be glad you did. And one day you may have the privilege of helping them.  Because along with Law of Gravity comes the Law of What Goes Around Comes Around.

Here is a beautiful quote.  It’s a bit more eloquent than my musings.  I don’t know who said it but they sure said it well:

“Always, the strong carry the weak, the rich carry the poor, the healthy carry the sick, and the happy carry the sad. And whether or not they remember it, this was once their promise, to thank those who carried them.”

Grandparents & Twins