“On the acquisition of Louisiana, in the year 1803, the attention of the government of the United States was early directed towards exploring and improving the new territory.” – Meriwether Lewis
Working from the ground up, It starts with our food. To reach the winner's cup, It begins with the right mood.
It begins with every bite we take. We must repair what we break. Policy and politics have not fixed our ways. We seek out new methods for better days.
As with the old days of agriculture, We must find better answers to nurture. Hand in hand with developed technology, We must give a nod toward biology.
Vegetation and three trillion trees Have given way to mankind's industries. This has pushed toward desertification At the same time, aquifers head toward depletion.
From a lush, beautiful greenery, Mankind too often desecrates the scenery. The Earth has become like a frying pan, Still, the best hope is found in man.
Desertification can be turned back to abundance. Life can be respawned into resplendence. The wisdom of nature defines the true mean. This can and must be kept in the green.
Better, richer soil is the mantra to think. Soil is among the best carbon sinks. As it breathes in the carbon from the atmosphere, Mankind has greater reason for hope than fear.
Aerated soil is like nature's good porridge, The handiest way to achieve water storage. It is the quintessential in-between life and death, And so, we start here to restore nature's breath.
Soil is so much more than merely dirt, And it's where we must start to remove the hurt. Soil is sand until life-added becomes more. In essence, it is regeneration's front door.
(c) June 19, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“To be in Christ is the source of the Christian life; to be like Christ is the sum of his excellence; to be with Christ is the fullness of his joy.” – Charles Hodge
Here in the Midwest We can see it best. Back in the days of old, Our climate was quite cold.
Colder by a few degrees, And nearly everyone agrees In this lies the explanation Of how we grew into civilization.
Hunter-gatherers founded agriculture, And this grew into cities to nurture. Until fossil fuels brought great power. But it also consumed and devoured.
Though I'm usually last to speak this, With this great power has come weakness. Once again, comes time to rearrange, In the way of the world, we must change.
Life adapts through our attention, And we have reached a need for regeneration. The Earth is a living thing fighting death And we are interconnected by our living breath.
It's not just a cosmic feeling, But a genuine need for healing. The Earth and we have a fever From which only humanity can deliver.
While mankind has added to pollution, We can also resolve to make a contribution. It isn't about fearful retribution, But it is about working together for a solution.
(c) June 18, 2026 Michael Doyle All Rights Reserved
“Felicity, the companion of content, is rather found in our own breasts than in the enjoyment of external things; and I firmly believe it requires but a little philosophy to make a man happy in whatever state he is.” – Daniel Boone
Heading out of Australia to escape this Aussie winter. First stop Japan, then UK/Ireland and if work doesn't call me back, onto Chicago. I will make it up as I go along
