Tom Moffatt

@solarab.bsky.social

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<o> A climate activist. An advocate for universal free electricity. (I have it, why can't you?) Saving the biosphere is a precedence-taking activity. Author, song writer, vagabond, microgenerator. A proud Canadian #ElbowsUp

Black Swift Screaming Frenzy Sauvignon Blanc, bottle and glass, with some African violets on an oak table.
A very tall smokestack.
A rabbit in the grass
A post by Ed Morrish saying "prediction markets are gambling for people who think they're too clever to become gambling addicts"
FIFA President Gianni Infantino drinking orange Kool-Aid from a glass, one hand on a jug resting on a pedestal, labelled "Trump Kool-Aid".
The door to Newman's Wine Vaults in Newfoundland. It features planks, a rounded top, wrought iron hinges, a barred window and a large keyhole.
Ennis Sisters singing Daughters of Newfoundland
The Ennis Sisters holding cans of beer in front of the Dildo Brewing sign
A text box containing the following lines: “Is she dead?” asked the boy. “I’m afraid so,” Jay answered. The body’s deathly pallor and frozen expression, evident even through a purple tint, gave sufficient evidence to make the call. The dead girl had long dark hair, trailing into the burgundy pool like seaweed. There were no signs of bloating or decomposition so far. She seemed to have a shocked expression on her face. “She looks surprised,” he said. “Have some respect!” Marissa snapped. She was their co-opted tour guide from the winery, who at first had staggered back, away from the body, eyes wide and staring. She seemed to have regained some poise. “All right, everyone, move back.” She herded him and the rest of the group away from the grim spectacle. Jay surveyed the circular stone cellar, taking in the hundreds of two-toned oak barrels arranged in rings around them, thinking the odds of him crashing into the dead girl’s barrel were small. He wondered how many of the other wine barrels in the cellar might hide similar secrets. A shiver ran down his spine.
Poster for the Lethbridge Folk Club, advertising Sound & Lighting RFP Applications are open.
Poster for Smashing The Oligarchy. James Gordon Smashing the Oligarchy And Other Fun Preapocalypse Activities, Sanderson Hall at Hugh's Room, 296 Broadview Avenue, Toronto. Show at 8pm, Doors at 7pm $30+ in advance, $37+at the door $15 Arts Worker/ Student / Underemployed. In Benefit of SCAN- Seniors For Climate Action Now
Two rabbits on the grass
A picture of Mark Carney and Danielle Smith standing side-by-side holding up signed 'Never Solar' agreements.
An image of text, containing the following: Weapon at the ready, he opened the trunk. Julie blinked in the sudden sunlight. “Let me go, you can’t get away with this.” She spoke in a high-pitched, raspy voice, hoarse from screaming. “Turn around and put your hands together behind your back,” Wallace commanded. “And if I don’t?” she said. Wallace saw her pupils grow large as she focused on the knife. “I’d like for you to stay alive, but it doesn’t have to be in one piece,” he replied. He flourished the knife in a complex pattern, ending disturbingly close to Julie’s eye. She rolled awkwardly over in the confined space. Wallace zip-tied her wrists together. “OK, on your back,” he said, pulling on her shoulder. Julie rolled back towards Wallace. “I need a bathroom and some water,” she said. Wallace ignored her statement. She watched as he cut a piece off the wide roll of masking tape. His long knife went through it like butter. “This won’t solve anything. What do you hope to gain?” “I’m protecting Tina’s reputation. Men who destroy it are damned to hell, and I will be the tool of damnation,” he said. He pressed the tape firmly across her mouth, ending the conversation. She cringed as he leaned over her. In spite of his pronouncements about the futility of noise, Wallace was taking no chances that someone on a neighbouring farm might be alarmed by Julie’s shouts, once he pulled her out of the car.
A list of books in table form. The Secret Of Secrets Dan Brown Clown Town Mick Herron Black Bear Trina Moyles The Burning Land David Hair The Drowning Sea David Hair Nine Goblins T. Kingfisher Agnes Aubert’s Mystical Cat Shelter Heather Fawcett On Borrowed Time Tony Berryman This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me Ilona Andrews Hemlock and Silver T. Kingfisher
Stone wall with wildflowers and ferns growing on it.
A red Mustang Mach E parked in a wheat field in front of some wind towers, under a blue sky.
A red Mustang Mach E charging at a Flo charger in B.C.
A reflecting lake with woods and mountains
Canadian Independent Bookstore Day, all downtown bookstores in Lethbridge 9-5:30 pm. Prizes, treasure hunt.
A portion of the Wordbridge schedule for Sunday, taken from their website.
A text box containing the following: The falling tree crashed down in a fountain of flames, peppering the convoy with embers like burning rice at Satan’s wedding and completely blocking the road. Terry was lost from sight. His wife Susan got out of the car, screaming, “Terry! Terry!” Jay popped the frunk, leapt out and ran to the front of his truck to grab a fire extinguisher stored in the space under the hood. “Somebody help him,” Susan yelled. Jay ran up to the burning tree and sprayed it with the extinguisher. Waves of heat washed against his left side, coming from the burning woods. “I’m alright, I’m alright, I’m here Susan,” Terry called from the other side. “Thank God,” Susan said, peering through the smoke. “We’ve got to move this tree,” Jay shouted. The older man from the pickup truck jogged up. “I’ve got it,” he barked. “Back in the car, we’re moving,” he added in a loud voice directed at Susan, then he dove into the front seat of the sedan. Susan was barely in the vehicle when he started driving it forward, butting into the fallen tree with the front bumper and pushing it out of the way, branches scraping along the vehicle’s side. With the tree shoved aside, they could see Terry beyond it, waving. Susan got out and they rushed together, flinging themselves into an embrace. The older man threw open the driver’s door, yelling, “Get in, get in! We have to get out of here.”
Cartoon panels from XKCD.
Traditional music jam session at the Imperial Tap pub, from the 2026 CFMAs. 16 musicians with acoustic instruments seated in a circle.
Ahi and another guitar player onstage at the 2026 Folk Music Awards.
A dead tree in cracked, dry earth.
Sign the Water Not Coal petition poster, event at 2 to 4 PM, Saturday April 11th, on 9th Avenue South outside Milkman.
Book cover: The Drowning Sea
Poster for the Clean Water Folk Festival, 2 PM until late, April 5, 2026 at Festival Square, Lethbridge, AB. Jam sessions - bring your instruments.
A textbox containing the following: Jay’s arms strained to reach the railing on the rear deck of the cruise boat. His legs helicoptered in the air. His fingers brushed the metal handrail. The water rushed up to meet him. He hit it with a splash. Damn, missed it! was his first thought. Stay under, was his second. The weight of his clothes helpfully pulled him down. The cool water invaded all his private spaces, actually welcome to counter the overheating caused by the frantic bicycle chase. His feet touched the bottom and he pushed off, swimming parallel to the shore underwater. Staying hidden below the surface was his best strategy now. There was another dock to the south, marking the end of the marina and closest to the distant south-shore beach. He aimed for it. His clothing slowed him down and his lungs were protesting already. Nonetheless, he forced himself to stay under, skimming the sandy mud of the lakebed.
A text box containing the following: He reached the Naramata Road and followed it as far as Hillside Winery, easily recognizable because of its iconic tower. Just past it, he saw the sign for Blushing Grape and turned off towards the east. He halted for a few minutes along this new route at a bike crossing, to let a group of cyclists cross the road on a morning ride. While they were gliding by, he read the crossbuck-style sign, composed of two crossed white boards outlined in red trim, the black letters announcing the trail they were on was the Kettle Valley Rail Trail. The historic railway’s right of way had been converted into a province-wide pathway system, known to locals as the KVR. Jay knew the nearby Myra Canyon segment, with its eighteen soaring trestle bridges and two tunnels, was one of the valley’s biggest tourist attractions.
A table of Terroirs of the Okanagan Valley, with regions, soil types, climate and notable wines listed.
A poster for the Clean Water Folk Fest, April 5, 2026, 2 PM until late at Festival Square in Lethbridge, AB.
Three Wild Goose wines on a small table in a grassy yard. Autumn Gold, their Rosé and Black Brant.
Book cover: This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me.
A chart of Sweetness Levels in Sparkling Wine.
A textbox. Enclosed text: It was an impressively large feather, floating on the surface of the water just beyond the rope strung between the buoys, a curved white beauty with shimmers of blue. “Let’s take it back to Mum,” said Sara. “We can’t go outside the public swim area,” said Marissa. “It’ll only take a second. It’s right there.” Sara pointed at the feather. “No going past the rope,” Marissa commanded. “I’m going to get it.” Sara plunged over the side of the boat. She dove under the hemp barrier and popped up on the other side, reaching for the feather. Her wake made the piece of avian plumage coast away. Sara kept swimming after it. “Sara, come back!” Marissa yelled.
A house buried in snow from Ontario on March 16th.
The Water Not Coal logo featuring mountains and water.
The Water Not Coal logo featuring mountains and water.
A wheel of chance with the names of 11 different countries, most of which the United States had bombed since Trump started his second term. The flapper is currently resting on Iran.
Smiling baby
A view of the walls of Fort Louisbourg.
A bar chart showing premium battery electric vehicle rankings showing the Tesla Model 3 as the highest ranked. Tesla is followed by BMW, Cadillac, Rivian, Lucid and Audi. Source: J.D. Power, 2026.
A bar chart of customer satisfaction rankings for mass market EVs in early 2026, showing the Ford Mustang Mach E has the highest ranking, over models from Hyundai, Kia, Chevrolet and Honda.
An image of the text of an Alberta Referendum Question, followed by a translation of its meaning.
An image of the text of an Alberta Referendum Question, followed by a translation of its meaning.
An image of the text of an Alberta Referendum Question, followed by a translation of its meaning.
An image of the text of an Alberta Referendum Question, followed by a translation of its meaning.
An image of the text of an Alberta Referendum Question, followed by a translation of its meaning.
An image of the text of an Alberta Referendum Question, followed by a translation of its meaning.
An image of the original Alberta Referendum Question #1 and a translation of what it says.
A graph of Calgary's population growth, showing an uninterrupted, consistent rise in population since 1960.
The Water Not Coal logo.
A pie chart showing 40% of Alberta taxfilers pay zero dollars in provincial tax. Source: Alberta Treasury Board