Saving Geneva

(Ed. Note ~ I wrote this post two years ago when I first realized Geneva was in danger of being sold and/or transformed into a profit-making venture.  I am getting the feeling that people are interested in visiting Geneva.  If you go, go with respect of nature and God in mind.  If you go because it’s a sacred place and you want to feel God’s presence, I would recommend going three or four hours after eating a meal and without rushing through it.  Nor anxiety if you don’t connect with God the first time you go.  It may take you more than a few times to feel God’s  presence and understand.  Perhaps God wants to see if you’re really serious about it.  It might help, too, listening to 60s spiritual music — Day by Day, “Joy” by Apollo 100, Get Together by the Youngbloods, etc.)

So…going back to the church I grew up in…I was informed that Geneva, the summer camp I attended when a youngster, is in trouble.

It’s funny because I was just there with my kids on that Saturday prior to Mother’s Day, and I said that I hoped nothing ever happened to this place.

Little did I know…

I went during the magical time of the late 60s and early 70s.  My counselors were my first teachers about the environment.  I remembered being yelled at because we took a shortcut through the woods instead of using the already created path.  It causes more erosion to use the shortcut, hence the counselor getting upset.  And when I say “yelled at” I mean a stern talking to — not berating us.  I also learned to identify trees by their leaves.

The cabins were natural wood with the boys on one side and the girls on the other, with a fireplace in the center.  The cabin below is the one I stayed in several times:

camp cabin

I learned crafts such as pressed flowers, making candles by using cardboard milk cartons, sand, and then pouring the wax inside.  I also learned plaster of paris artwork, and basketweaving.

This is the camp that I learned how to row a canoe.   It was such a powerful experience that to this day, I still cherish the memory of the beauty of  the  Tippecanoe river.

camp walking path

In this area, we roasted marshmallows and hotdogs, told stories, and yes, we sang “Kumbaya” and “We Shall Overcome” as the counselor played guitar.  It’s sad that Kumbaya is now an object of derision.  If memory serves me, it comes from Africa, and means “Come By Here, Lord”.

We also made delicious homemade ice cream by using a hand crank ice cream maker.  We all took turns cranking it so no one had the burden.  We all shared in the labor…hmmm…what a concept. /snark

During the week, each cabin (there were five) created some form of entertainment to be performed on Friday night, our last night there.  One year, we did a skit that involved us being parts of a car.  Our guy counselor and another had a gentle rivalry going on, and he named the car sales after the other counselor.  And of course, we, the car, broke down. 🙂

In addition to the wooded area, there were two meadows where all of the cabins would gather for singing.  As I walked through there, I thought this could be a place to hold the Midwest version of Woodstock, minus the nudity and drugs.  It’s just hard to describe the feeling of the place — like it’s hard to describe the positive light and love of the 60s and early 70s to the younger generations.

And with that thought, it would be great if we could have a concert there to benefit Geneva.  They made bad decisions in building condos there to bring in income, but instead it has caused them to go in debt to the tune of $500,000.  I asked if we could come up with that money, whether Geneva could sustain itself and the answer I got back was “yes”.

I don’t want to see this turned into a non-profit, which is what they are leaning towards if they can’t come up with a way to save it.


First Nations protesting Red Chris mining

Powerful video here.  I just don’t understand why he didn’t want to talk to them nor drink the water…/snarky to the extreme

What price for food that is edible or water that does not contain heavy metals?  What price for healthy bodies from unpolluted air, water, and soil?

What price for life?


Buying our destiny…

…or selling our destiny…depending on your point of view.  Naomi Klein was on DN! today, talking about climate change and our need to change the things we value in order to save the planet.

Perhaps it would be better stated to save ourselves…the planet will survive, i.e., after the humans and animals and plant life are dead from toxicity, the planet will re-emerge clean…like a phoenix rising up from the ashes.

Klein makes a point that the Green movement has been co-opted by the very targets they were fighting against.  Sadly, she states that The Nature Conservancy has been drilling.  Incredible!  Back in the day, it was one of the organizations I donated to.  That and Sierra Club, but when I found that Sierra was “partnering” with Clorox bleach…yeah, I stopped supporting them even before my life took its downturn.

She mentions the indigenous taking on the big corporations –asserting land rights.  You might recall about a year ago, with the natives of Canada protesting fracking exploration on their lands–

My posts on the events:

October 20th.   October 22nd.   November 4.   November 8.  November 24.   December 1.   December 15.

Klein asserts that those who stand to lose the most from the change in what we value–solar over oil, coal, and nuclear energy–are fighting a dirty war with the help of politicians and others who are bought and paid for.

They don’t care what ill health effects are created by the toxic environment.  It’s just mindboggling how they think that their pollution is not going to affect them–do they think they live in a bubble, immune from what happens around them?

An example–the pollen counts have been high here lately, so I haven’t been outside to jog.  I went yesterday morning, and then had problems with deep coughing.  I haven’t really had that deep coughing in awhile.  There has to be a connection.  Not only to the “normal” pollution, but from chemtrails, aka bioengineering–as I saw several trails in the sky to the East of me.  They have been spraying them above the clouds so it’s harder to see them, but they’re there.

I saw these from twenty miles away, Sunday:


Just recently, Joe Donnelly, Dan Coats, and Jackie Walorski, Indiana politicians, have come out against EPA regulations.  The local radio station is airing commercials (surely paid for by those in the industry) stating that the EPA is a threat.  I kid you not.

Joe Donnelly here and here.

Dan Coats here–from an “EPA abuse” website, most likely being supported by the coal industry;  and here and here–this extension period was needed so they could flood the airwaves with the commercials I’m now hearing….

Notice the “job-killing” tactic–classic playbook.  Why doesn’t Sen. Coats tout renewable energy jobs that would be created if we stopped supporting the dirty coal industry?

Jackie Walorski here:

And here–a big thank you from the Farm Bureau. Pfft.

Note the scare tactics of “big government” and “regulating every faucet”….

Farmers need to realize their part in polluting the water.  And they need to be given some incentive for going organic, and not using chemicals in food production.  Where is the money for that?

Our water flows into the Ohio, which flows into the Mississippi, which flows into the Gulf.  It has been noted that Indiana is one of the biggest polluters (17 million pounds of toxins into our waterways EVERY YEAR), and the coral and sea life are dying because of it.

All the while, mercury in Indiana waterways is ABOVE the standards set from the USGS website.


Mercury contamination in water and fish throughout Indiana has routinely exceeded levels recommended to protect people and wildlife. About 1 in 8 fish samples tested statewide had mercury that exceeded the recommended safety limit for human consumption. The causes include mercury in the rain and mercury going down the drain, according to a recently released federal study.The most significant source of mercury to Indiana watersheds is fallout from the air. Much of the mercury in the air comes from human activity. In Indiana, coal-burning power plants emit more mercury to the air each year than any other human activity. In urban areas, wastewater discharge contributes a substantial portion of mercury to waterways.

Making your own Calendula salve, tea, and oil

Farmer’s Almanac has a good piece up on using the healing plant, Calendula, for tea, oil, or salve.

Reasons to make your own?

–No added chemicals.

–Natural healing always trumps man-made because the body recognizes natural biological makeup and can utilize it.

–If you grow your own Calendula, you’re also giving back.  Because bees will use the pollen to make their honey and whatnot…and we all know what trouble the bees are in.  They need all the help they can get.


Psuedo Cisterns

Gene Logsdon has an interesting post up on pseudo cisterns.  For those folks who cannot dig wells, it’s a good alternative to having water without electricity nor the bills that go with that…

Note in the comments that someone states it is illegal for someone to store rainwater…are you kidding me??  Looks like the utility companies are trying to interfere with one’s freedom of their own homes. 

And someone else stated that the rainwater wasn’t safe to drink…and I had to think of all the chemicals, prescription drugs, untreated fecal matter, and probably heavy metals, too,  in city water that is supposedly better for you?  bwahahaha….

Sea World stock tumbles

Well, now.  Voting with the pocketbook.  Go us!!

Of course, there are those who see only $$$, and exclaim that “something needs to be done”.  Um, yeah, the public has expressed their wishes through not buying tickets to see caged whales and dolphins entertain them…that “something that needs to be done” is taking Tillikum back to the waters he was stolen from and return him.  Even if he only lasts a day, he will have died a free being…and I’m sure that would be priceless to him after being held in cages most of the day–only being allowed out to perform.

You would think Sea World would take heed and set them free.  Nope. 




Scenes of Summer…

…another gorgeous weekend here.  (But I have to say that this summer has been dry.  Not on the scale of the drought a few years ago, but very dry.  As much as I love the gorgeous weather, we need the rain.)

I rode my bike this past week, to one of my favorite places around here…the bridge over the river.  More dead trees have fallen into it, and as I passed over it (a day earlier in the car), a crane was perched on them.  It flew off just as I stopped.

I saw the bright yellow birds again…I’m pretty sure they are finches.  There was one outside our door perched on a sunflower, singing its song.  Gorgeous.

Along the road, someone is building what looks like a huge barn.  I’m hoping it is not a commercial venture, but perhaps a boarding place for horses.  Time will tell.

As I was leaving home, the black and white dog that bit our dog comes running at me, barking.  I yell at him, and he stops…for now.  A couple of weeks ago, he and the boxer bit another dog.  These young girls were walking their dog past the house, and The Dogs came up and bit their dog, too.  My BIL saw it, and told the girls to go home and tell their Mom what happened and to call the animal control officer because they had bit our dog, too.

The animal control officer came out, and was talking to the owners of The Dogs.  Incredibly, the woman stated that those girls should not have been walking their dog past the house.  Seriously.  She actually said that these two little girls should not have been walking their dog on a leash on a public road….so she could let her dogs run all over the place, intimidating and biting other people/dogs.

And the incredible thing is that these people know they can get away with it because nobody will do anything…until a human being is bit.  The animal control officer told us that if we get bit, we need to take a picture of it.  Seriously.  He is going to wait until these dogs bite a human because biting two other dogs is apparently not enough evidence of their aggression.  And nothing is happening to the owners, either.   They couldn’t care less.  The black and white dog was out running around the next day.

And the cherry on top is that there is another dog owner just like them…and we’re in-between the two houses…so they let their dogs roam in-between houses at will, making us right in the center of it.

I really feel bad for the dogs, because they will probably end up going to the pound because of their idiot owners.  I just don’t understand why these people just don’t put up a fence.  They have plenty of yard to put a fence up so the dogs can run around to their hearts’ content and not bother anybody.  Nor will they get off their arses and take the dogs out on a leash so they can get some exercise….


Anyway, back to the nice day….

I was admiring the scenic river, but it was time to go, and I hopped back on the bike to peddle home.

I no sooner did that, when I heard…the sound of the plane….

That plane.

That yellow plane that has been spraying chemicals in the air over the corn fields….

I have been buying my eggs from a farmer that believes in free range (not cage-free folks, which isn’t the same thing)…and we just happened on the topic of spraying the fields.  She’s young, and I told her that it had been outlawed in the 70s…so I don’t understand how the ban got lifted and now we have this idiot spraying chemicals (she said it was fungicides) which goes all over the place.

Just as I was leaving her place, I’m zipping down the country road, and just as I approach a corn field, the yellow plane sprays the chemicals clear up to the road….which I pass under just as he sprays. Sh*t.

I got my migraine the next day.

On the day that I was riding my bike, and again was near the stupid plane,  I peddled as fast as my tired legs could take me (not very fast), and tried to get inside.  I could hear the plane make several passes (it’s fairly loud).

All that day and the next, I was tired, achy, nauseated with a headache.  Yep.

But hey, it’s okay, because the chemicals stay right where he sprays them.  /snark

I don’t know how this got started again.


Today, I went for a nice walk at one of our great state parks.

You know, when I was in New Jersey, my son took me for a drive around Atlantic City.  We traveled through one of their parks, and I just have to say they ain’t got nothin’ on Indiana.  We have the most beautiful, stirring parks.

New Jersey trees were tall…but they were skinny things about ten inches in circumference.  Most of their trees were like that.

Our trees, however, are big and thick…old growth trees with character.  They bend gracefully over the road, giving us a leafy canopy.  The forests here look like forests…not telephone poles with leaves.  (Sorry, New Jersey, not trying to pick on you…but you know….)

I had taken my kids to this park when they were still at home, and I knew that I had taken them to an area with a large pond.  My son and I had been there a couple of times, recently, but I could not find the area I had taken them to previously.

To my delight, I found it today.  Looks a lot different than it did twenty years ago.  The dry summer is showing…pond was nearly dried up.  And there is much, much more growth of bushes than before.

It was mostly water with lilypads on it before, so I was surprised at the growth of the rooted bushes.

The walkway was looking its age, too.  It is leaning a bit and looks like it needs shoring up or replaced.

As I walked along a grass path, toads were leaping in front of me.  Heh.

(It’s getting to be quite a habit now–as I play “frogger” at night when I’m coming home from work–I accidentally hit one the other night, but most nights I can see them in time to avoid them in the roadway.  I also saw a baby deer next to the road–luckily, he/she was good and stayed put, looking at the car, while flipping its tail back and forth.  )

A curious thing at another area of the park–they put up an information sign telling folks that the river had moved 50 feet in the last twenty years, so they were shoring up the bank and putting down landscape materials to keep the erosion down.  And I’m thinking….why don’t they let the river take its own course and work with it, instead of trying to thwart nature?

It was a wonderful summer day.  It even rained a bit–a soft rain–but I didn’t mind at all.  We need the rain…and I’m not going to melt.

And I couldn’t help but think of Climate Change and how all of the beauty and beneficial aspects of nature could be gone in coming years…perhaps even in my lifetime.  Gave me chills….

Hope you all were able to enjoy some beauty somewhere today.