That's me in the second bed on the right. I hope I didn't breathe on any of you out there and expose you to the pestilence that has struck me down. If you get it, cancel all your meetings and go to bed.
Pic: 1918 Spanish Flu
While I wasn't sitting in the Alice McKay room last night listening to Metro Vancouver staff talk about incinerators, I was thinking about our region.
I was thinking about the dairy farmers in the Fraser Valley. The fishboats in Steveston and False Creek. The people handing out home cooked food at the Baisakhi festival. Our Chinese Greengrocer. All the coffee shops. The community gardens. The cranberry bogs in Richmond. The artisanal bakeries. The neighbourhood Tim Hortons wherever we go.
What if we just started by getting these people together to offer their pungent wastes as a community resource?
San Francisco sells compost to California vineyards. We've got vineyards. Why can't we do that?
Pic: 1918 Spanish Flu
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So sorry to hear that you have the plague. Get well soon!
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