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I had become many eons ago a traveling literary gnome, inquisitive about places I had and had not visited,
walking the same paths of peoples from the past, through places once grand and still grand,
photographing images that now show me the places about which I still dream . . .

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Baby Barn Owl On Its Way

          Happily, Wayne and Sue transported a baby barn owl to Lubbock, to a facility where rehabbers can raise large predator birds. I hope he will return to our neck of the woods. Wild Bird Rescue volunteers work hard to raise funding needed to build a facility that will enable them to maintain large birds, like the owls, in this area, where they were born. For now, they have to transport them four hours away to Lubbock, where eventually the birds, all grown up, will fly freely, and, one hopes, toward the area of their birth.
In the meantime, I've seen a large number of Northern Harriers in Archer County. (Yay.)
          I've also seen Sandhill Cranes flying about, but haven't pinned down where they are landing. Here I show a group flying over ranch land in Archer County.

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Stealth Cam First Image

           Increasingly interested in viewing wildlife in any way I can, I bought a wildlife camera. To practice with the new camera, and to familiarize myself with the way it functions, I placed it outside my door. No birds, no squirrels, no frogs, nothing, appeared in the images taken for two days, except for my dogs.
Hodge would kill me if he knew I posted on the Internet a picture of him piddling!

Saturday, November 20, 2010

12th Armored Division

            The 12th Armored Division Memorial Museum in Abilene serves to honor the valiant soldiers who served during WWII. The exhibit includes most equipment employed by the soldiers. On display on the second floor, they show photographs of the horrors imposed upon the citizens by the Nazis. To add somber levity to the exhibit, they displayed, too, a bicycle with an amusing sign, pictured below.

"Anyone caught touching the colonel's Harley will receive 39 days latrine duty!"

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

They Arrived! En Masse.

       Perplexed by the lack of attendance at my bird feeders, I have looked out the window nervously, waiting for any bird, any single bird, to come in for a chomp. This morning, behold, they arrived en masse. Accompanying a single White-winged Dove sitting gently on top of the feeders, two blue jays, one mockingbird, and ten, yes, ten juncos. Happily I will jot it down on the Project Feeder Watch sheet. 

Monday, November 8, 2010

Fewer Doves

      The Cooper's Hawk that has lived in our trees for the past eight months or so may have decreased the populations of doves at my house. A couple of years ago I began to see rampant numbers of white-winged, Inca, Eurasian collared, and Mourning. This morning I saw three white-winged; yesterday I saw one, and no other. 
       Flying over Lake Wichita in the early morning, I always look down to the water in search for bird life (and scan the skies ahead of me to avoid collisions). The pelicans are there now, and Penny saw semipalmated sandpipers. View her report at her blog

Friday, November 5, 2010

Grand Theatre

           Volunteers renovating the The Grand Theatre in Electra will drive through rough weather to work on their tasks. Little by little, they raise the funds to restore some of the theatre. Below I show a few images taken with my iPhone during a visit to the ol' opera/vaudeville/other functions house.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Equidae at a Friend's House

Into a Wheat Field

White eyelashes. 

Hodge would like to jump out of the truck to chase the cattle. 

Flowers along the fence at a wheat field. 

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Myrmecologist in Town

          E O Wilson, biologist specializing in the study of ants and Pulitzer prize recipient, gave a lecture at Akins Auditorium. His plea: Let us work together, everyone, scientists and creationists, to save Earth's creatures from pollution, over-harvesting, over-hunting, and over-population. And neglect. 

Let Lovely Turn of Phrase Begin

Give Me a Kiss to Build a Dream On

Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.