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My Blog Is Carbon Neutral And It Just Planted a Tree (What Can Yours Do?)


This a bit of a belated post, but you'll cope. I bet more than half of you haven't even noticed the badge that's been sitting on the far right sidebar. So basically, my blog is now carbon neutral. (Or, you know, so says the badge)

Basically, it's a programme that started in Germany (By the company Make It Green) that aims to lessen carbon dioxide emissions. For this programme, My Blog is Carbon Neutral, they joined forced with Arbor Day Foundation. And when they put their rings together... (Nah. Sorry, no Captain Planet). Anyway, these awesome people are aiming to replant the Plumas National Forest in Northern California, which was nearly destroyed by fires in 2007.

So, go to this link and follow the steps. All you have to do is put the badge somewhere on your website, and write a little blog post like this one. Then, email the link to the guys at Make It Green, and they'll plant a tree in the Plumas on behalf of your blog.


Now, you all know I'm not a Tree Hugger or a Greenie or a Flower Copulator or whatever them kids are calling them these days. I post about books and writing - so what the hell is going on? I think that published authors, like actors and musicians, are empowered to influence the opinions of others. And in being aspiring writers, shouldn't we start practicing? So here I am, telling you that if you're going to print out all those pages for when you revise or when you print off your final copy, the least you can do is read one webpage, write an itsy-bitsy post and send an email. Then, you've planted a tree. Saving trees, that's my cause (Since I'm one of those who butcher them).

So if you're interested, check it out.

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