You’re welcome to point out my spelling errors on this blog. I had a grotesque one last week, and it fell to #2 Son Adam to point it out, which he did with much glee. (The word “enuf” is off limits.)
Since our observation of the crows taking the peanuts from the log at Roundrock, Libby has begun leaving peanuts on the table outside the back door of our house in suburbia. She had hoped to lure some crows there too, and at first they did come, but the more regular visitors are the bluejays, also clever corvids. These birds arrive early in the morning and clean up the table before the crows can come. Even the neighborhood squirrels will only watch from a respectful distance when the bluejays are there. And just like their crow cousins, the jays will generally swallow one peanut then carry a second one away somewhere.
My good friend Duff pointed out an article on the Discovery Channel website about a theorized meteor strike 2,300 years ago that would have caused a tsunami to wash over the land that is now greater New York City. So far, no one has found the impact crater, but plenty of other signs are being looked into. Still, as Duff points out, the people there aren’t lucky enuf to get any round rocks out of the deal.
Yesterday was the deadline and tomorrow is the delivery of the next edition of the Festival of the Trees over at A Neotropical Savanna. Be sure to head over there tomorrow and spread some love for our forest friends.
UPDATE: It seems that Mary of A Neotropical Savanna is having some internet connectivity issues down there in Panama where she lives. The antenna her community uses to connect to the internet was damaged by a recent storm. As a consequence, the next edition of the Festival of the Trees may be delayed a couple of days.
In the past, I dismissed my thoughts on this matter as simple paranoia, but now I’m thinking I’m observing an actual phenomenon. My comments on many of your sites are not appearing sometimes. I’ll make my usual clever, erudite, insightful, or inciteful comment, and everything seems to fall into place properly, but when I return to your post later to see who else has commented, I often find that mine hasn’t appeared (though others’ subsequent comments have).
I have three theories to explain this. One is that my comments are being deleted because they are simply too stupid. Another is that I’m doing something wrong in the process of posting the comment. A third is that there really is a great conspiracy against me. Regardless, I feel as though I’m visiting and commenting on your site as often as ever, but the evidence seems to be slipping away.
What’s Pablo reading now? I’m still reading Nuns and Soldiers by Iris Murdoch. Intelligent, mannered, cultured, reasonable, well spoken, polite, high achieving, thoughtful. I love reading about lives so much different from my own!
- Milkweed pods open.
Today in Missouri history:
- Writer, humorist, and social critic Samuel L. Clemens (Mark Twain) was born in Florida, Missouri (pop. 100) on this date in 1835. He was proud that he had increased the population there by one percent.