Posts Tagged: nature

brief vacation

                                                                Day 1 I feel funny in a bathing suit.

brief vacation

                                                                Day 1 I feel funny in a bathing suit.

birdbrain

On the sofa with my laptop, I’m trying to go through all the proper motions of this writing thing when Plum, our cat, jumps up beside me. “Go away,” I grump. “I’m busy.” She rubs her cheek against the edge

birdbrain

On the sofa with my laptop, I’m trying to go through all the proper motions of this writing thing when Plum, our cat, jumps up beside me. “Go away,” I grump. “I’m busy.” She rubs her cheek against the edge

bird watching

bird watching by Anna Fonté The word observation can mean both attention and devotion, as if watching is both a scientific and a spiritual practice, as if there were a fascial connection between eye, heart, and beyond. I see some

bird watching

bird watching by Anna Fonté The word observation can mean both attention and devotion, as if watching is both a scientific and a spiritual practice, as if there were a fascial connection between eye, heart, and beyond. I see some

urban fauna

Please forgive this digression from my normal tone and content, but I just saw a bizarre thing on my way home from dropping the kids off at school: a showdown between a black dog and a flock of wild turkeys.

urban fauna

Please forgive this digression from my normal tone and content, but I just saw a bizarre thing on my way home from dropping the kids off at school: a showdown between a black dog and a flock of wild turkeys.

#21 waiting for peanuts

There’s a crow sitting in front of my house. He’s always there. When I look out my window I see him on the telephone wire, hulked and ruffled against the cold, still as rock. There is something so heavy and

#21 waiting for peanuts

There’s a crow sitting in front of my house. He’s always there. When I look out my window I see him on the telephone wire, hulked and ruffled against the cold, still as rock. There is something so heavy and

counting crows #19

I walked out of my house this morning and found eleven crows waiting for me: eleven hooded figures lurking silently on the telephone wire across the street. If I didn’t love crows, I might find this a bit creepy. Eleven

counting crows #19

I walked out of my house this morning and found eleven crows waiting for me: eleven hooded figures lurking silently on the telephone wire across the street. If I didn’t love crows, I might find this a bit creepy. Eleven

sentience

  * how many years has it been  since I fell in love with my own reflection if love was cold and flat as glass?   I’ve spent my life staring into mirrors watching the years swim towards me like

sentience

  * how many years has it been  since I fell in love with my own reflection if love was cold and flat as glass?   I’ve spent my life staring into mirrors watching the years swim towards me like

dead baby (#17)

The other day, I found this dead crow in the middle of the road, just outside my daughter’s school. I suspect, given the time of year, that she was a young one, fairly fresh from the nest, still learning to

dead baby (#17)

The other day, I found this dead crow in the middle of the road, just outside my daughter’s school. I suspect, given the time of year, that she was a young one, fairly fresh from the nest, still learning to

how to make friends with a crow (#16)

what you’ll need:   food.   peanuts. boiled eggs. kitchen scraps. kibble.   keep it in your pocket or in the passenger seat. never leave home without an offering.  place it in a safe place where the crow can see

how to make friends with a crow (#16)

what you’ll need:   food.   peanuts. boiled eggs. kitchen scraps. kibble.   keep it in your pocket or in the passenger seat. never leave home without an offering.  place it in a safe place where the crow can see

sounds like love (14th log of my friendship with crows)

The other day I heard a crow make a very strange noise, nothing like the usual long caw or the chuck-chuck sound or even the k-k-k-k rattle I’ve heard them utter.  This sound was soft and throaty, melodious, almost a

sounds like love (14th log of my friendship with crows)

The other day I heard a crow make a very strange noise, nothing like the usual long caw or the chuck-chuck sound or even the k-k-k-k rattle I’ve heard them utter.  This sound was soft and throaty, melodious, almost a

The IQ Test (making friends with crows #13)

This is the 13th installment of my friendship with crows.  Click here to start from the beginning.  Watching an excellent PBS documentary about crows, A Murder of Crows, I was intrigued by Anna Braun’s study to test crows’ reasoning abilities. She

The IQ Test (making friends with crows #13)

This is the 13th installment of my friendship with crows.  Click here to start from the beginning.  Watching an excellent PBS documentary about crows, A Murder of Crows, I was intrigued by Anna Braun’s study to test crows’ reasoning abilities. She

How to Fly (Making Friends with Crows #12)

The other day, the stars magically aligned (empty house, hour to spare) for a miracle and I had the time and space to jump onto my spin bike. And it was good.  Which is nice because it’s not always good;

How to Fly (Making Friends with Crows #12)

The other day, the stars magically aligned (empty house, hour to spare) for a miracle and I had the time and space to jump onto my spin bike. And it was good.  Which is nice because it’s not always good;

Tossing Nuts Out the Window (Making Friends With Crows #11)

While driving my 11-year-old to her before-school chorus class, I spy a solitary crow atop a telephone pole.  I keep a bag of roasted, unsalted peanuts in the car so that if we see any crows while we’re out, I

Tossing Nuts Out the Window (Making Friends With Crows #11)

While driving my 11-year-old to her before-school chorus class, I spy a solitary crow atop a telephone pole.  I keep a bag of roasted, unsalted peanuts in the car so that if we see any crows while we’re out, I

Ten Things About Crows

It’s been a year since I began trying to make friends with the crows in my neighborhood and I think I’ve finally done it.  So, for this 10th installment of my foray into the world of crows, I’ve written an

Ten Things About Crows

It’s been a year since I began trying to make friends with the crows in my neighborhood and I think I’ve finally done it.  So, for this 10th installment of my foray into the world of crows, I’ve written an