Musings

Play. Listen. Love.

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Just what do you think the world-wide annual sales are of horsefly earbuds?

Yick.

Oh, wait, “Play. Listen. Love.” is on the lips earbuds package….

And, my dictionary has earbud as a compound word….

BTW, horseflies: family Tabanidae. FYI.

Why webs?

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Decorations on somebody’s porch, the other day when it was sunny….

I looked out the window today numerous times at typical piedmont Georgia fall weather—intermittent rain. We had some serious cells, but nothing super-scary. (Yet.)

Speaking of scary, why are spiders and their webs so prominent in today’s Halloween decorations? I don’t remember them from my childhood, except as part of the natural features of a Michigan basement haunted “house” we once did. (I was wrapped with sheeting strips and stood in a dark corner in a quiet pose—a mummy.) So, have they been extrapolated from haunted houses? Or do they symbolize darkness and therefore the unknown and scariness?

Not the gum

squirrel_on_fence_PiedPk.jpgWalking down the sidewalk, lost in thought, all of a sudden I realized that the crunching underfoot did not match acorn crunches. Now, we have big acorns, small acorns, and lots of medium-sized acorns, and I am vaguely familiar with what they feel and sound like underfoot. (I especially worry about the big ones, which can be like striding on ball bearings.)

The crunch I felt and heard today was different, higher in tone, and crunchier. Which may sound silly.

Definitely not acorn sounds.

I looked down. Aha! I looked up. Yup. Beechnuts.

The photo? Well, the Squirrel Clan is the reason I found the beechnuts on the sidewalk, and broken open so they’d be so crunchy under my feet. This specimen, however, is a Park Squirrel—different clan—also open to begging as well as gathering in the usual squirrelly manner.

Red-legged perceptions

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Today we relocated from Perry (south of Macon) to the coast, to St. Simons Island. To a golf resort. That’s a first for me. We had a plebian room (for the resort; actually, it was huge, and had a mini-kitchen, social area, and two sinks in the bat-room) overlooking one of the greens, with a pond beyond; friends in a suite had a view of the marsh (no buildings or golfer carts). From our room, I spotted this heron (?) wading…and posing just so, looking like the out-of-bounds marker (I assume) made her/him a red-legged white wading bird….

Watching wildlife v. 23815

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My day was filled with Chores, which may be dreaded but are Very Important.

So, lacking a picture from today, I reach back nearly two weeks to show you a Odocoileus virginianus buddy (actually with friends, or, more likely, family), visiting the side yard Up North (sorry for the phrasing, but it’s common, and commonly understood to boot, so I bow to the popularity factor…).

Now, of course, I’m Here In The City, and enjoying an evening With Relatives, which is a very fine and happy thing.

For tonight, Over and Out.

Please excuse the excess of capitals, but we recently traveled through rural areas, where capitals are Emphatic, or at least…um…trotted out from the signage Bag-O-Tricks, and my Sense-O-Capital-Meter is outta-whack!

Plus, it’s been windy since early this aft and I’m discombobulated!

Overseers behind the fence

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This is actually a yesterday-picture, but it would fit today’s weather, too.

Note: if you’re in an area without milking barns and you see a pasture of half-grown Holsteins, well, you know you’re looking at some not-so-fine hamburger on the hoof. Is this a waste of greenhouse gasses?

Don’t bite!

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The wasps (?) and other insects also seem to be enamored of the autumnal milkweeds.

Milkweed report update

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The friends (?) of the milkweed are relocating downwards, plus the proportion seems to be shifting to more of the larger species.

Be safe!

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Okay, the infestation is spreading. This plant is about 1.5 meters from the one in the picture yesterday.

It’s east. But I don’t think this means anything about the prevailing wind.

Milkweed and friends

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’Tis milkweed season, and this infestation is taking advantage of…something. Two kinds of insects, and I’m not sure of their relationship, or their relationship to the milkweed they’re inhabiting. There are many milkweeds flourishing in the orchard, but this is the only one (well, and now its neighbors) that is hosting these insects.