Tackling Climate Change in Nova Scotia

In my last post I wrote about how many of us are finally waking up to the challenges climate change is posing for us right now and in the future. This spring we have seen its effects all across Canada. In the west, Northern Alberta and British Columbia have been hit with wild fires which are devastating their forests and forcing inhabitants to leave their homes. Here in Nova Scotia we can’t believe how far behind we are in our planting. Temperatures below normal, too much moisture, and lack of sun have farmers wringing their hands trying to get their crops to grow and get them to their buyers on time.

I also wrote about the amazing young Greta Thumberg from Sweden and the Extinction Rebellion XR movement born in the UK and am excited and proud to see concerned Nova Scotians adopting their philosophy and tactics as a way to not only educate all of us but to also get our local politicians on board.

After my experience in dealing with the pollution in Chiang Mai, Thailand, I decided to attend some of XR’s  meetings in the nearby town of Bridgetown to find out more about their objectives and how they plan to carry them out.

What I like about this movement is that it’s very much a grassroots organization. Like – minded people wanting to personally do something to ward off the devastating effects of climate change come together to discuss ways to get their message out to everyone in a way that will educate and encourage people to get involved in a peaceful manner. Their aim is to be visible, creative, and persistent, but never violent.

For example, a group of XR followers turned out for the annual Apple Blossom Parade in Kentville dressed in bee costumes with fact sheets in hand to educate those in attendance on how important the bees are in our lives and what we can to do to protect them. Unfortunately, I couldn’t attend this event, but all reports from those I talked to was that our message got out loud and clear. They handed out over 2,000 fact sheets, and it seems that in talking to the parade attendees our bees heard repeatedly how important it is that we do as much as we can to protect them. This is how the XR  organization works. With a little bit of creativity and dedication to the cause, they know we can make a difference by bringing awareness to people in a peaceful manner.

This past Sunday, I made an effort to attend another one of XR’s peaceful protests at an old growth area called the Corbitt-Dalhousie Lake Forest to the west of Bridgetown. This 22 hectare piece of virgin land is wedged in between Lakes Corbitt and Dalhousie surrounded with  crown land that has been clear cut. It’s one of the last bastions of old growth forest in Nova Scotia. We have only 1% of this kind of forest left. It is a nesting place for a reported ten types of song birds. The nearly extinct chimney swift is also living there and generated much excitement as a flock of them flew over us.

We had some passionate and knowledgeable people  who have been watching the situation closely at Corbitt-Dalhousie who took the time to fill us in on what has happened so far.

We learned that XR has been informed by the Department of Natural Resources that their plans are to harvest red spruce and balsam fir trees, only. They are aiming for “service selection”. They have contracted Westfor as the company to carry out the task of cutting down those trees. However, XR has noticed that their huge machines are already mowing down everything in their path as they make roads into the interior of the forest.  It appears they aren’t practising “service selection” at all but clear cutting!

Westfor was scheduled to start harvesting this week but the latest report is now for mid-summer. Our plan was to have a couple of members there on an ongoing basis to erect our banners to prevent their machines from entering. Should we believe this and wait until then or be on guard from now on? Can we trust them to do as they say, or not? These are the questions.

We were also informed that the County of Annapolis had submitted a formal request to the Ministry that the entire 88 hectares of land between Corbitt and Dalhousie Lakes be managed by the county as a climate forest. Unfortunately, I heard that the county’s request was just rejected. Such bad news will mean that we will have to change any tentative plans we had for voicing our concerns. We will need all the help we can get so if there are any good lawyers out there who are committed to preserving our forest, we need you.

Clear cutting has been a contentious issue for some time in this province. Many of us are well aware that our changing climate is putting our forests and the wildlife that live there under great duress. Nova Scotia has been blessed with an abundance of coniferous and hard wood trees which have provided a lucrative living for many over the years. Next to the fishing industry, forestry has been a mainstay for our economy. Unfortunately, our forests have been poorly managed by successive governments who know little about how to manage them. They are good at publishing impressive, scientific papers espousing their plans on what they will do to preserve them but obviously haven’t been practising what they have preached. Clear cutting is their mantra.

Many Nova Scotians are waking up to the fact that we can no longer dismiss what our government is actually doing. We are fed up with accepting their promised actions and failure to deliver them. We are facing a crisis and we want Premier McNeil and Ian Rankin, the minister for Natural Resources, to listen to us and get on board.  We will no longer take  ‘no’ for an answer and will make our presense known until we see the changes needed to save our forests.

Waking Up to the Effects of Climate Change

My final two weeks in Chaing Mai this April were horrible…one of the worst experiences of my life. This may come as a shock to you from a returning visitor for the past ten years who has never hesitated to put this beautiful historic city at the top of her list as the most desirable city in SE Asia to visit and possibly live year round. I can only blame this change of mind on climate change. This year Chiang Mai broke all their previous records for high pollution indices and even gained the dubious title of being the most polluted city in the world beating New Delhi and Shanghai, the usual winners. The PM2.5 ( fixed particulate matter) was hovering between 140 to 200+ the whole time I was there. I can’t imagine what effect that had on my all ready compromised lungs where some bronchitis had set in while in Bali.

Bangkok gets smoggy, too

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Ubud – Art and Culture, Monkeys, and Rice Paddies

How can I best sum up my one month stay in Ubud?  On one hand, the month seems to have passed by much too quickly failing to give me enough time to really explore as much as I would have liked. On the other hand, it seems likes eons ago that I first stepped onto Bali soil again after a nine-year hiatus. It’s been a month of changes in many ways for me as in the weather,  friends who have come and gone, my personal travel plans, but the most difficult has been getting to know the new Ubud which hardly resembles anything like the small village it was. It has, unfortunately, morphed into a far too  busy and noisy town adjusting to the over development  brought about by the influx of tourists, many coming from China.

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A Memorable Sunday in Ubud

Many times throughout my life I have noticed that Sundays are often a day when I truly come alive and get the urge to do something on the spur of the moment. I clear my mind of all the things I should be doing and open it up to doing something I will enjoy.

I arrived in Ubud, on the beautiful island of Bali almost two weeks ago.  It’s been over nine years since I was last here, so I figured it was time for another visit to see for myself what changes this cultural and artistic centre for Bali has undergone. I wanted to see if all the horrible rumours of how it had been ruined by too many tourists and over development were true or not.

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A Visit to the Historic City of Melaka in Malaysia

‘Malaka’ is a Greek slang word meaning someone who doesn’t use his common sense. It’s used in the company of friends and considered rude if used otherwise. Men are more apt to use it as they might if saying  ‘Dude’ or ‘Mate’.

While visiting the city of Melaka in Malaysia, I was confused by the numerous ways it could be spelled. I found it written as Malacca, Malaka, Malakka, and, finally, Melaka as the most commonly used spelling. In researching the spelling, I discovered the origin of the word which is even more confusing. How does this Greek meaning relate to the lovely, historic city of Melaka in the south-western part of Malaysia? I can hazard a guess that it somehow reflects the general make up of Malaysia which is one of diversity in its culture, religion, ethnicity, and language.

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Kampot and Kep – The ‘Salt and Pepper’ Twins of Southern Cambodia

The majority of visitors to Cambodia’s southern coast should not visit Kampot without visiting its twin sister, Kep. I have dubbed them as sisters because to me they are like ‘salt and pepper’ where the one can’t do without the other. Although I might think of them as twins, they certainly are not identical because they are quite different.

Kampot

Kampot, with a population of about 50,000, is the capital of Kampot Province. It lies on the Preaek Tuek Chhu River, better known as simply the Kampot River. It’s got a laid back vibe which has led to a noticeable growth in ex-pats. There are those who have chosen to live there for humanitarian reasons offering services  for disadvantaged Cambodian youngsters by providing education and training in the arts, hospitality, and entrepreneurship. Then, there are others wanting to escape from the high cost of living in their own countries, such as France and Australia, to this town where they can lead a more leisurely life fulfilling a dream they could never afford to do in their country. By taking advantage of the opportunities offered here, many of the younger couples are starting their own families which indicates they are here for the long haul.

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Good News Stories From Battambang, Cambodia

In a country beset with problems past and present, I made it my quest to find some good news to write about while visiting Battambang, Cambodia’s third largest city to the northwest. This was my second visit…the first was in 2015. On my fourth day, I was beginning to despair that I would find anything uplifting to write about. To me it appeared that the city hadn’t changed much except for looking a bit dirtier and dustier. Of course, I couldn’t help noticing far too much garbage everywhere.  I would have to look beyond it and dig a little deeper to find what I was looking for.

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