I am always telling people that the stream of social media is like drinking from a firehose, which is why I try to keep my Facebook feed to a minimum, don't tweet, don't read tweets, and don't do much else. I'm a jumpy person by nature as it is.
As Diane Ackerman wrote in the New York TImes recently, "The new technology, for all its boons, also bedevils us with alluring
distractors, cyberbullies, thought-nabbers, calm-frayers, and a spiky
wad of miscellaneous news. Some days it feels like we’re drowning in a
twittering bog of information."
On the other hand, she continues, "One solution is to spend a few minutes every day just paying close
attention to some facet of nature. A bonus is that the process will be
"When a sense of presence steals up the bones, one enters a
mental state where needling worries soften, careers slow their
cantering, and the imaginary line between us and the rest of nature
dissolves. Then for whole moments one may see nothing but the flaky
trunk of a paper-birch tree with its papyrus-like bark.
watch how a vase full of tulips, whose genes have traveled eons and silk
roads, arch their spumoni-colored ruffles and nod gently by an open
Yes, like that. Get your attention span back.
I have, however, been letting the scout cameras develop their attention spans, and some interesting things have turned up, which I will blog soon. In little chunks.