The field of hay is coming up nicely, and I thought I’d shoot a picture of it for you.
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The field of hay is coming up nicely, and I thought I’d shoot a picture of it for you.
We are often told we have “instincts” – behaviors that are wired into us through evolution and time. These instincts are different from operational functions like peristalsis (the rythmic clenching of our intestines) and … well, where’s the line? We’d like to think that walking is, maybe, an instinctive behavior but – has anyone who believes that ever had a baby? Is eating an instinctive behavior? Has anyone who believes that ever cleaned baby-projected food off the ceiling? It appears that there is a lot more learning going on than instinct.
Router-snake used to live on my T-1 router in the basement; it was nice and warm. Now I believe it lives under the freezer chest, so it’s no longer router-snake; it’s just generic “basement snake.”
I have no idea what kind of bird this is, and I’ve never seen one with those markings, before. [Edit: It is a killdeer]
Today when I went over to the shop there were signs of ninjas in the sand-tray.
When you’re a rabbit, self-protection is not some airy intellectual exercise.
Which is good, because rabbits aren’t much smarter than the commander-in-chief.
Deer are born with natural ghillie suits. It’s like evolution in action, or something.
This fellow showed up for a couple days, a few years ago. It stood by the edge of the pond, gobbling up my toads, then it left.
I was on a conference call 20 minutes ago and embarrassed myself by blurting out, “COYOTE!” as I grabbed my camera. This time the memory card was in it.*