On Learning to Use Rather Than Abuse Nature....

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"After finishing their work for the day, the two turned their attention to the canoe project. They first built a wooden skeleton and a hammock-like structure to suspend the boat-shaped form in the air.

"They next sandwiched the boat’s skeleton with mushroom spawn and let nature take over.

"For two weeks, the fledgling canoe hung inside a special growing room in Gordon’s facility, where temperatures ranged between 80 and 90 degrees and the humidity hovered between 90 to 100 percent. The last step in the process was to let the 100-pound boat dry in the Nebraska sun."



Music To Paddle and Pray By

WHERE TO NOW ST. PETER? 

Elton John 

Tumbleweed Connection (1970) 

I took myself a blue canoe 

And I floated like a leaf. 

Dazzling dancing, half enchanted 

In my merlin sleep. 

Crazy was the feeling, 

Restless were my eyes. 

Insane, they took the paddles. 

My arms, they paralyzed. 

So where to now St. Peter, 

If it's true I'm in your hands? 

I may not be a Christian, 

But I've done all one man can.

 I understand I'm on the road 

Where all that was is gone. 

So where to now St. Peter? 

Show me which road I'm on; 

Which road I'm on. 

I took a sweet young foreign gun. 

This lazy life is short. 

Something for nothing always ended 

With a bad report. 

Dirty was the day break, 

Sudden was the change, 

In such a silent place is this 

Beyond the rifle range. 

So where to now St. Peter, 

If it's true I'm in your hands? 

I may not be a Christian, 

But I've done all one man can. 

I understand I'm on the road 

Where all that was is gone. 

So where to now St. Peter? 

Show me which road I'm on; 

Which road I'm on.
end

("blue canoe" was Civil War slang for a Union army rifle round, or so research indicates)