Photo Update

I've uploaded the last four months worth of photos to our Picasa site. It's been a crazy busy spring and summer is just getting started!

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January 2009 Photos

Here are some photos from January. We've had a great winter so far. Now the snow is melting and spring is on the way.

Some highlights:

- Skiing and snowshoeing in the Kootenai Valley and Ross Creek Cedars
- A visit from Uncle Josh
- MLK Day in Nelson, BC
- Madeleine's 2nd birthday
- Saying goodbye to David before his departure for Utah
- Ear candles!

January 2009

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Family Photos - Nov / Dec 2008

Here are some photos from the last two months.

November 2008

December 2008

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Family Photos - Sept / Oct 2008

We have more than four months of photos from our camera that we finally downloaded last night. Here's the first batch, from September and October of 2008.

September 2008

October 2008

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A Sunny Weekend in Portland

On Thursday night I drove down to Portland to visit family and do some research for my MBA final project. The weather was incredible (for western Oregon): sunny and mostly warm. I spent Friday in downtown Portland, interviewing and getting fleeced by downtown parking operators. I stopped in at my favorite bookstore, Powell's, but I couldn't find the Russian grammar text I was looking for. I have to say that Amazon has completely changed book buying for me. I love to sit and read in a place like Powell's, but in terms of getting specific books quickly and painlessly, the Internet wins hands down.

I stayed at my brother's new house in Gresham. They live on a dead end and I played football and basketball with my nephews on the street. We also went down to a nearby wood where there is a pond and some trails. Gavin and I went on a bicycle ride out toward Boring (that's the name of a town, believe it or not) and my foldable bike performed flawlessly. Tawnya also took me out to Portland to meet my brother on his break from work. We had pizza at a little place that was jammed with customers. It's always a shock (though fun at the same time) to go from my tiny town to the city, where you see more people in ten minutes than I see during an entire year in Bonners Ferry.

On the drive home yesterday I stopped at Multnomah Falls. I hadn't been there since high school, and it was a good break to hike up to the top and get some exercise in an otherwise dull day in the car. The wind was tearing through the Columbia Gorge and leaves were flying everywhere... a great memory.

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We Stole It... Now We Have to Give It Back

The recent financial crisis has everyone talking at work. There are a lot of fingers pointing every which way, most of them at "Wall Street" (an amorphous group of NYC scoundrels, apparently). There are also a lot of fingers pointed at the "government", though most people are just hoping for a free handout at this point.

Not many people will blame themselves. But it was greed and lust for consumption that brought us to this; greed, perpetrated not by some nebulous group of sinister businesspeople, but one individual choice at a time, step by step by you and me.

A few years ago, when home prices were jumping 25 to 50 percent a year in our area, I was amazed that more people weren't outraged. It wasn't just that it became difficult for young people to buy a house; it became impossible, literally in the space of two or three years. People who owned property prior to the boom were literally slapping each other on the back, swapping stories about how much equity they were "earning", and how the bank had just given them an interest-only loan to speculate on some more land. Local governments publicly bemoaned the new era, complaining quietly that it was getting difficult for average working families to buy a home. But of course they were also taking up burgeoning tax revenues, each year pulling out the maximum increase in property tax collection allowed by law.

I live in a county where the average wage for a working adult is $13 an hour. An astonishingly large number of parents with children work for near-minimum wage. Ten years ago, this area was a depressed post-lumber pothole. Then came the real estate agents and the boosters. We were suddenly an item, a trendy place to retire and go on vacation. Despite the fact that wages remained abismally low, the collective self-esteem of the area rose on the hot air of a real estate and construction boom.

A small 25-year old starter home at the height of the boom was going for $200,000. A 0.25 acre lot was going for $100,000. You do the math. I wondered out loud to anyone who would listen: does this make sense? Have we all lost our minds?

Is there really a justifiable economic connection between a small square of earth and $100,000? And lots priced at that level were going like pancakes. To whom? Speculators. Not people who actually worked to save the money to buy the land, but to people flush with cash from stocks and real estate inflation.

Was it worth it? No one complained when the stock market expanded, when real estate skyrocketed. Cash floated down from the clouds. I saw a future where our kids would never be able to buy a home, where we would work like dogs to live in crowded apartments. We were stealing from our own children so that we could live the high life today.

Now it turns out we were stealing from ourselves! Years of spend, spend, spend... and a crash puts everyone in depressive fits. We were printing money as fast as we could in the fat years. Now it turns out we spent it all, and borrowed on top of that. Our country is the prodigal son of the world: we laughingly spend our inheritance, and after our fling, return home in disgrace to find that everything is gone, and we have no money to save ourselves from the current mess we're in.

When will we recognize that our society's fundamental values have brought us to this point? We've built a world based on an extreme form of market economics, in which the best motivator is selfishness and the highest ideal is uninterrupted consumption. Our most cherished belief is in the individual's power to succeed: the lone capitalist, building for himself through sheer willpower a bright future of pavement and steel. We hear so much about our Christian values, but I never once heard a preacher coming out against consumerism and materialism during the boom years. Churches spend a lot of time worrying about winning the culture war, while their congregants violate the most fundamental commandments of the Bible in regards to caring for your neighbor. Turns out that Jesus, though he owned nothing and taught that wealth was anathema to the kingdom of God, was actually a capitalist! Surely he wouldn't object to me taking my fair share of the economic pie! Besides, I earned it, since I work so hard (watching my stock ticker go up). And don't ask me to share it with my shiftless neighbors, who are all lazy liberals on welfare who don't work hard like I do!

Maybe it's time to think that life is about more than accumulating money. Maybe caring for other people, even giving away your excess money (gasp!) is a valid way to live. Maybe it's not OK to profit from our children's future. Maybe we'll find our way out of this mess and actually learn something from it.

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Summer Photos

We have a serious photo backlog... click here for the June through August photos from our family.

Some highlights:

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BBCRussian [tochka] com

Lately I've taken to listening to the BBC in Russian. I'm hoping to increase my comprehension and vocabulary so that my weekly Russian lessons go a little smoother. So far it has really helped. What I've noticed is that people on the radio have a tendency to talk really fast, and to use a lot of colloquial expressions; both of these things are very useful for language acquisition.

One of my frustrations with learning Russian while living in Russia was the lack of real intensive practice there. You'd think that living in a culture and being immersed in daily life would give someone the best opportunity to learn a language, but it really isn't enough to develop full fluency, unless you have a dedicated language teacher and a forum for asking questions and practicing. Plus, you can live in a country and even interact normally without actually speaking or listening that much, depending on your profession. I'm hoping that by immersing myself in the rapid-fire conversation of radio, I can push myself to the next level, even without the convenience of living in Russia.

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Denmark Photos

I finally uploaded some photos from my Denmark trip. The full album is on Picasa here.

I spent the first week riding my bicycle across the main island (Sjaelland), from Copenhagen in the east to the west coast. Then I took a ferry to Samso, a quiet little island. My final ferry ride took me to the mainland, where I rode north to a beautiful place near a ruined castle at Kalo. I attended a week-long conference there and then hitched a ride back to Copenhagen for my flight home.

Denmark is not a pretentious country, and the scenery is quite tame. But it is a beautiful place to ride a bicycle and it seems the country has more bike paths than the entire U.S.

Here are some highlights:

From Denmark 2008

My trusty folding bicycle in front of Hillerod Castle.

From Denmark 2008

Typical Danish country church.

From Denmark 2008

On the road.

From Denmark 2008

Power turbines near Samso.

From Denmark 2008

Samso lighthouse.

From Denmark 2008

My conference venue.

From Denmark 2008

View of Kalo (this is the highest hill I saw in the entire country).

From Denmark 2008

Heading back to Copenhagen.

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Back in the U.S.A.

I returned from Denmark a week ago. It's been a whirlwind trying to get over jet lag, get back to work and catch up on everything at home. The last few nights I've been hammering out a paper to report on the conference I attended on Social Banking in Europe. It's been so crazy that I haven't had time yet to write my impressions of the trip.

The first week in Denmark was spent cycling alone across the main island, starting in Copenhagen and heading gradually westward toward the mainland. It was the kind of solitary week that I really need once in a while to recharge my batteries. Denmark is a lovely country for cycling, and the quiet peaceful miles gave me plenty of time to think. When I get more time I'll post some photos from that week.

When I arrived at the conference near Arhus, I was thrown back into the world of people. There were over 80 participants from all over Europe, with a few from India, Pakistan, Nigeria, and South Africa. I was the only American. It was an extremely diverse group, but there were a number of young people around my age and we had some really positive conversations. About social banking, about our cultures, and about life in general.

I realized at the conference that I am basically starved for intellectual stimulation. No person can be summed up with a single label, but I definitely have an "intellectual" side (i.e. having intense conversations about topics that most people find inane). And it's clear that I am not getting enough time with that part of my personality, because I just soaked up the conference like a sponge. It was fantastic to hear so many divergent viewpoints, so many conflicting opinions, so many intelligent people with something to say and the courage to back it up with action. It was like the university experience some people talk about but that I didn't experience in my conformity-minded church college. I was really inspired.

Now I get to come home and turn that inspiration into action myself. I'm still not sure where to start. I love the idea of being in a community where I can express my opinions openly and be understood, and even challenged. I also know that I and my family have a lot of other needs that are wonderfully met by the community we belong to now. It's a balancing act. I suppose you never find the perfect balance, but I definitely have another arrow in my quiver that I'd like to use a little more often.

Another note: I brought a book along and read it on the airplane. "Steppenwolf" by Hermann Hesse. It was incredibly timely. The book addresses the whole idea that people do not have a single personality or "side", but that they are many-faceted and very complex. I highly recommend it to anyone who is even a little bit interested in exploring the concept of "self" and self-perception.

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