Jekyll2026-10-24T01:31:31+00:00https://waybuu.com/feed.xmlWaybuuI write about whatever I wake up to in the morning - possibly what's on my mind in world affairs or what I am engaged in during my daily activities.Convinced the Masses that Fiction is Fact2026-07-21T16:59:19+00:002026-07-21T16:59:19+00:00https://waybuu.com/2026/07/21/convinced-the-masses-that-fiction-is-factPeoples of this world - especially those that represent the power in this world - have created a place of deceit and willful deception. And it sprinkles across the land like ultimate truth. One thing is a given: connected within social media; controlled and scripted.

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Two Crows on a Wire under a Morning Moon 🔍

…having just went for lunch and sliding down the most delicious smoothie, I said to myself, “You know what? What the hell are you writing that load of crap for today?”

Let’s get one thing straight: don’t distract your day because people have trouble decoding a rabbit hole, owned by the oligarchs-wanna-be. Might as well go for a smoothie.

Enjoy this pic of two crows on a wire with the morning moon. The liars be damned!

W

]]>Finding Joy in Discarded Food2026-07-19T17:04:17+00:002026-07-19T17:04:17+00:00https://waybuu.com/2026/07/19/finding-joy-in-discarded-foodEvery year millions (billons?) of tons of food is wasted right at the point of processing. Beautiful food. Perfectly, new food. It simply doesn’t make the cut or is too expensive to harvest. Probably the real reason is the speed and efficiency at which we must capitalize (capitalism).

A man 'cleans' cod's heads on a splittin table in tradional Newfoundland fashion
Cleaning Cod's Heads 🔍

Let’s take the lowly cod’s head, for example. Nobody at the local wharf would ever consider harvesting these cod’s heads—they are discarded overboard as waste. Nobody except this 91 year old man who’s witnessed times when waste was impermissible. This was food when there was none. That tradition - or necessity - is long gone in the age of mass production of boxed, frozen, and preserved food.

When one gets past the conditioning of what is not acceptable to eat, and educates oneself on the horrors of boxed, preserved, dye-injected, nutrient-deficient, commercially-productive, profit-intensive packaged foods for the masses, only then will one enjoy a feed of cod’s heads. I did!

W

]]>Nothing to Say2026-07-17T22:39:36+00:002026-07-17T22:39:36+00:00https://waybuu.com/2026/07/17/nothing-to-sayI have nothing to write tonight. I’ll just leave you with a photo:

A bright and colourful arrangement of an outdoor table and four chairs sitting on an expanse of patio stones. A photograph taken at the Calgary Stampede.
Table and Chairs at the Calgary Stampede 🔍

W

]]>Blocking the News2026-07-16T16:18:39+00:002026-07-16T16:18:39+00:00https://waybuu.com/2026/07/16/blocking-the-newsWhat if you decided to get up today and block the news. News is not happy stuff; I look at it when I wake-up in the a.m., when I wake in the middle of the night (though I try not to), and again throughout the day and evening. Crazy, eh? Sliding laterally for a moment - and I’ll come back to the news shortly - take a look at this photo 👇 …it was taken during autumn and currently this is summer, but…

A small town nestled amongst the hills accented by the colours of Autumn.
A Small Town in the Autumn Forest 🔍

…this is typical of the view that I wake up to every morning. Notwithstanding that I live a hundred meters or so behind this viewpoint - and slightly more elevated - this is typically my view: winter, summer, spring, and fall. It’s a community of 500 souls or so and the nearest town of 100k people is almost 200km away. Then, the nearest city with 1 million+ people is across an ocean - I live on an island - an almost 2000km drive by automobile from that large city.

Back to the news: what, really, is the point? Conflict, strife, raging forest fires, political unrest. It’s endless. It’s exactly what keeps us interested and “entertained.” It draws us in. It actually feels like the events of the day are in our back yard. And, for a lot of people in this world, it probably is. But for many of us, such isn’t the case (although last summer we were impacted by forest fires).

So, if you’re waking up and the news got you down, then tune out for a day or a week or more and tune in to your small corner of the world and enjoy the view. Give your mental state a rest—if the news of the world is coming to your doorstep then you’ll know soon enough. Chill, people.

Enjoy your day đź“·

W

]]>Scanning the Landscape2026-07-07T02:35:23+00:002026-07-07T02:35:23+00:00https://waybuu.com/general/musings/2026/07/07/scanning-the-landscapeThe Landscape is dark. Very dark. There are no street lights, traffic, activity of any sorts, and it is very, very quiet. Living on an island means that it’s not easy to get off; actually it is easy, but costly, so that makes it not so easy, I guess.

But who needs to get off this island, anyways. It’s good here.

As you read this blog you will see many topics: adventures and misadventures (on and off the island) in gardening, photography (analogue / digital), hiking, places travelled, life and times (ups and downs to ins and outs), and so much more. I’ll never give advice, but you can read my word for what it’s worth.

One more thing: not one word of AI generated content will ever land on this blog.

Waybuu

A decayed leaf - with a small green tree sprig sitting on top - and a rabbit 'button' lay on top of the snow next to each other.
Nature Drop 🔍
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