So when Emma Dog and I hit Bear’s Ditch, our favorite place to walk, the first thing she does is go in the water to drink and cool off. This afternoon after she’d waded around for a while she started to shake herself. As in, dry. Then she visibly caught herself and got this look [...]
It was a day before which I got a decent sleep. A day in which I exercised well.
It was this kind of day.
It was a day in which unusual and beautiful yellow birds (goldfinches, I think) appeared to brighten my yard.
It was a day in which I got useful writing done.
It was a day [...]
The cranes pay me a visit by night, and I am duly grateful.
So today one of my Twitter friends posted a link to what the Tweet called a Red Admiral Migration.
Okay, if you know me (and if you don’t, it may be for the best, on the whole) you already know what I thought: an image popped instantly into my mind of Soviet-era Naval officers trudging across [...]
With the advent of my birthday comes a bittersweet time for me. It means summer’s on the wane.
On the one hand it means my favorite time of year is at hand: autumn. It’s cooler than summer, warmer than winter, and less ridiculously windy than spring. it’s perhaps the most beautiful time of year in New [...]
Emma Dog and I were walking south down Bear’s Ditch, headed back for the car on a pleasant summer evening, when we encountered a Mama Mallard and her family of maybe 6-8 adorable ducklings.
They happened to be approaching a culvert beneath a dirt road. Mama Mallard steered the brood expertly clear.
Except for [...]
Today I took Toshi, Jr., my notebook computer, to Village Inn for what we’ll (continuing yesterday’s theme) euphemistically call a late breakfast. Right outside the door a fruit tree was in full bloom. I could even smell a hint of it.
After a blessedly mild winter – sorry, rest of the Northern [...]
It’s long been an axiom of my existence that any word or phrase can be used as a euphemism.
But, c’mon, guys. This is making it too easy.
Disporting itself in public, no less!
Spring has, at least here, at least for the present. Only a fool (and not this one) would state with any [...]
- from Great Sky Demons; plus When Purse Dogs Attack!
Great Sky Demon hunting near scene of today's attack
Got a bit of a late start today; got to sleep about 1 AM, didn’t wake up to stay until almost 11. I’m still a bit drained and catching up.
Anyway, I took myself off to VI, ate [...]
No, seriously. The day is beautiful. It’s not about the band.
Here in this stretch of the Rio Grande Valley, anyway, we’re enjoying a mild winter. A pleasant surprise, inasmuch as most of the rest of the country, and I guess the Northern Hemisphere, is getting slammed by savage cold and snowfall for the second year [...]