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	<description>Photos and Front Porch Musing from Floyd County Virginia</description>
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		<title>By: Jeff</title>
		<link>http://www.fragmentsfromfloyd.com/homeandhearth/disturb-the-sound-of-silence/comment-page-1/#comment-10132</link>
		<dc:creator>Jeff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 07 Feb 2010 15:22:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I&#039;m catching up on my back issues of Orion - there was an article in one of them about a square inch of silence in an Olympic rain forest.  Very interesting how it is almost impossible to get away from human-caused noise.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m catching up on my back issues of Orion &#8211; there was an article in one of them about a square inch of silence in an Olympic rain forest.  Very interesting how it is almost impossible to get away from human-caused noise.</p>
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		<title>By: Doug Thompson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Doug Thompson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 23:17:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Photo assignment. Nothing exotic. You&#039;ve seen some of the photos (polar bears).</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Photo assignment. Nothing exotic. You&#8217;ve seen some of the photos (polar bears).</p>
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		<title>By: fred1st</title>
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		<dc:creator>fred1st</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 19:06:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Doug, I&#039;m waiting for that candid memoir.  An igloo?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Doug, I&#8217;m waiting for that candid memoir.  An igloo?</p>
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		<title>By: Doug Thompson</title>
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		<dc:creator>Doug Thompson</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 18:51:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Two longest periods of isolation: 27 alone in a far-off country where we weren&#039;t supposed to be nearly 40 years ago and 31 days alone in an igloo in the Northwest Territories two-and-a-half decades later.

After a while you lose track of time, days and weeks. Neither experience is something I would do willingly again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Two longest periods of isolation: 27 alone in a far-off country where we weren&#8217;t supposed to be nearly 40 years ago and 31 days alone in an igloo in the Northwest Territories two-and-a-half decades later.</p>
<p>After a while you lose track of time, days and weeks. Neither experience is something I would do willingly again.</p>
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		<title>By: bill;www.wildramblings.com</title>
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		<dc:creator>bill;www.wildramblings.com</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 13:28:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I once bushwacked across a section of the Allagash, about 70 miles if I remember correctly.  My course was altered by large wetlands and lakes.  With only my dog Max as company we traversed the boreal forest in about 11 days if I remember correctly.  Somewhere around the fifth day I realized if something happened no one would ever find me, but somehow that was OK.

Upon exiting the deep woods and after a 3 hour drive I stopped at a general store, I talked to the woman at the counter for about an hour before I realized that I had been enormously verbose for the past 60 minutes or so.  She just politely smiled and let me jabber on!

Bill:www.wildramblings.com</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I once bushwacked across a section of the Allagash, about 70 miles if I remember correctly.  My course was altered by large wetlands and lakes.  With only my dog Max as company we traversed the boreal forest in about 11 days if I remember correctly.  Somewhere around the fifth day I realized if something happened no one would ever find me, but somehow that was OK.</p>
<p>Upon exiting the deep woods and after a 3 hour drive I stopped at a general store, I talked to the woman at the counter for about an hour before I realized that I had been enormously verbose for the past 60 minutes or so.  She just politely smiled and let me jabber on!</p>
<p>Bill:www.wildramblings.com</p>
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		<title>By: Elke</title>
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		<dc:creator>Elke</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 09:03:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Snow silently falling on Rooftops
woodstove casting warm glow
man and beast surrender</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Snow silently falling on Rooftops<br />
woodstove casting warm glow<br />
man and beast surrender</p>
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		<title>By: Rick Brown</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rick Brown</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2010 01:37:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Coincidentally, a book I&#039;m reading (&quot;Sonata for Miriam&quot;) starts off with the following poem that I can&#039;t stop thinking about:

A Lesson of Silence

Whenever a butterfly
happened to fold
too violently its wings-
there was a call: silence, please!

As soon as one feather
of a startled bird
jostled against a ray-
there was a call: silence, please!

In that way were taught
how to walk without noise
the elephant on his drum,
man on his earth.

The trees were rising
mute above the fields
as rises the hair
of the horror-stricken

Tymoteusz Karpowicz,
translated by Czeslaw Milosz</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Coincidentally, a book I&#8217;m reading (&#8220;Sonata for Miriam&#8221;) starts off with the following poem that I can&#8217;t stop thinking about:</p>
<p>A Lesson of Silence</p>
<p>Whenever a butterfly<br />
happened to fold<br />
too violently its wings-<br />
there was a call: silence, please!</p>
<p>As soon as one feather<br />
of a startled bird<br />
jostled against a ray-<br />
there was a call: silence, please!</p>
<p>In that way were taught<br />
how to walk without noise<br />
the elephant on his drum,<br />
man on his earth.</p>
<p>The trees were rising<br />
mute above the fields<br />
as rises the hair<br />
of the horror-stricken</p>
<p>Tymoteusz Karpowicz,<br />
translated by Czeslaw Milosz</p>
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		<title>By: Gary</title>
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		<dc:creator>Gary</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 20:26:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Way back when I was a fresh kid of 17, I was living with my grandparents for a while. They went away with another couple and I stayed on their south Texas ranch for about a week...alone. 

The ranch was a little primitive at that time. No indoor plumbing, no running water...We did have electricity and a AM radio on the refrigerator. I think in all that time I made one trip to town to pick up something at the little gas station there. For the rest of the time it was me and the two dogs...Without the phone.

Actually, since I was always a bit of a loner, I really enjoyed the week. Of course, I wasn&#039;t snowed in and could go to town if I really wanted to.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Way back when I was a fresh kid of 17, I was living with my grandparents for a while. They went away with another couple and I stayed on their south Texas ranch for about a week&#8230;alone. </p>
<p>The ranch was a little primitive at that time. No indoor plumbing, no running water&#8230;We did have electricity and a AM radio on the refrigerator. I think in all that time I made one trip to town to pick up something at the little gas station there. For the rest of the time it was me and the two dogs&#8230;Without the phone.</p>
<p>Actually, since I was always a bit of a loner, I really enjoyed the week. Of course, I wasn&#8217;t snowed in and could go to town if I really wanted to.</p>
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		<title>By: Kathy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 18:48:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>While I was teaching, I needed a break from human interaction very urgently. My wise husband encouraged me to use the Spring Break to go camping alone. Some years I managed to talk to virtually no one, although I saw people on the roads and in the campgrounds. Some years, the campground would be almost empty except for the camp host. I reveled in the quiet freedom to not talk or listen to anyone!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>While I was teaching, I needed a break from human interaction very urgently. My wise husband encouraged me to use the Spring Break to go camping alone. Some years I managed to talk to virtually no one, although I saw people on the roads and in the campgrounds. Some years, the campground would be almost empty except for the camp host. I reveled in the quiet freedom to not talk or listen to anyone!</p>
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		<title>By: Carolyn H</title>
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		<dc:creator>Carolyn H</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Feb 2010 16:17:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Floyd, I think I&#039;ve gone a week without seeing, hearing or talking to another human being.  in 1978 I took a long backpacking trip of multiple months, and at one point my hiking companion was injured and went home to recuperate for 6-8 weeks. I hiked on alone during that time.  I usually reached a town about once a week where I could resupply food but where I was hiking I didn&#039;t run into anyone else in between times.  Since then?  A couple of days is likely the record.

Carolyn h.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Floyd, I think I&#8217;ve gone a week without seeing, hearing or talking to another human being.  in 1978 I took a long backpacking trip of multiple months, and at one point my hiking companion was injured and went home to recuperate for 6-8 weeks. I hiked on alone during that time.  I usually reached a town about once a week where I could resupply food but where I was hiking I didn&#8217;t run into anyone else in between times.  Since then?  A couple of days is likely the record.</p>
<p>Carolyn h.</p>
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