Green and living trees can absorb the bounty of the sun; dead roots and withered branches are destroyed by it. Therefore, man must seek capacity and develop readiness. As long as he lacks susceptibility to divine influences, he is incapable of reflecting the light and assimilating its benefits. Sterile soil will produce nothing, even if the cloud of mercy pours rain upon it a thousand years. We must make the soil of our hearts receptive and fertile by tilling in order that the rain of divine mercy may refresh them and bring forth roses and hyacinths of heavenly planting.
‘Abdu’l-Baha, The Promulgation of Universal Peace. (Wilmette: US Baha’i Publishing Trust, 1982 second edition) P. 148. Available from http://reference.bahai.org/en/t/ab/PUP/pup-55.html#pg148
Idaho farmer Robert Blair isn’t waiting around for federal aviation officials to work out rules for drones. He and a friend built their own, outfitting it with cameras and using it to monitor his 1,500 acres (600 hectares).
Read more at: http://phys.org/news/2013-12-agriculture-drones.html#jCp
Solar radiation data can be downloaded for the Northern Caribbean Region. Daily, monthly and annual data are available.
“Racism is the most challenging issue sabotaging the American dream.” In her just-released e-novel INTERMARRY, Rhea Harmsen tackles this endemic problem in American Society. DOWNLOAD IT FREE at amazon.com from December 22-26, 2013.
Jack Keller, recognized internationally for his creativity, innovations, and expertise in irrigation and water engineering and management, passed away in Denver on Sunday, Nov. 10, 2013, at the age of 85. At the time of his death, Jack was working with International Development Enterprises to develop affordable irrigation technologies for small farmers in developing countries.As published in Inside ASABE, December 20 2013
INTERMARRY a new novel by Rhea Harmsen
A strange menagerie in an unlikely setting. Jack Wolinski, a young white architect with a crazy scheme and some maxed-out credit cards. Fiona Reed, a young woman with the brass of a CEO and the innocence of a nun. Otis Reed, a Denzel-like construction foreman with a penchant for poetry. And Towana Jackson, a desperate single mother with too many pounds and too many kids.
Their lives intersect at the juncture of Drexel Boulevard and 47th Street. It’s a wild bid to turn a corner of the ghetto into paradise. Starting with boarded up, urine-smelling, condemned properties. Aiming for yuppie south side “revitalization,” and urban gardens. A mad venture that sucks them into a vortex of hard work, laughter, and near-bankruptcy. Hoping to find dignity, love and healing. But what the heart longs for and the eyes crave, you must not touch.
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A few weeks ago I asked my readers for help in naming my new novel. This plea went out over wordpress and facebook and many of you responded with truly excellent feedback. So, you might be surprised to find that the final cover, the one which now accompanies the novel, is not one of the four I submitted for your consideration. Truthfully though, your collective input was key in my settling on not only a cover, but also on the title. (Without a title concept it is impossible to have a cover). So, I want to thank everyone who helped. I also want to thank Lua Harmsen, for her beautiful painting, which expresses what I am trying to say in three hundred pages.
It is a new morning in history, (or a sunset to old ideas) and it is time to explode that myth, perhaps more prevalent in Latin novelas…
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