Just like the story by Robert McCluskey, I have a family of ducks living under a tree in the front yard. As I was going out to dinner last night, they made their way across the lawn to the canal for an early evening swim and dinner.
Category Archives: Backyard Nature
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Saturday, May 18, 2013
Saturday Morning Garden
From my trip last week, some photos from my parents’ yard in Perrysburg.
That should inspire you to get out there and play in the dirt.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Springtime in Perrysburg
The flowering crab in my parents’ backyard.
[Moved to the top so you're not greeted right off by another flowering crab below...]
Monday, May 6, 2013
Short Takes
Syria blames Israel for attack on Damascus.
Egypt’s economy struggles after revolution.
Asian stocks rise on good U.S. jobs news.
Here’s the buzz — Cicada outbreak to be huge this year.
Fever strikes in parched western region.
The Tigers completed the sweep of the Astros 9-0.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Sunday Reading
Stop Watching the News — Farhad Manjoo offers a respite from the breaking news.
Inspired by the events of the past week, here’s a handy guide for anyone looking to figure out what exactly is going on during a breaking news event. When you first hear about a big story in progress, run to your television. Make sure it’s securely turned off.
Next, pull out your phone, delete your Twitter app, shut off your email, and perhaps cancel your service plan. Unplug your PC.
Now go outside and take a walk for an hour or two. Maybe find a park and sit on a bench, reading an old novel. Winter is just half a year away—have you started cleaning out your rain gutters? This might be a good time to start. Whatever you do, remember to stay hydrated. Have a sensible dinner. Get a good night’s rest. In the morning, don’t rush out of bed. Take in the birdsong. Brew a pot of coffee.
Finally, load up your favorite newspaper’s home page. Spend about 10 minutes reading a couple of in-depth news stories about the events of the day. And that’s it: You’ve now caught up with all your friends who spent the past day and a half going out of their minds following cable and Twitter. In fact, you’re now better informed than they are, because during your self-imposed exile from the news, you didn’t stumble into the many cul-de-sacs and dark alleys of misinformation that consumed their lives. You’re less frazzled, better rested, and your rain gutters are clear.
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We get stories much faster than we can make sense of them, informed by cellphone pictures and eyewitnesses found on social networks and dubious official sources like police scanner streams. Real life moves much slower than these technologies. There’s a gap between facts and comprehension, between finding some pictures online and making sense of how they fit into a story. What ends up filling that gap is speculation. On both Twitter and cable, people are mostly just collecting little factoids and thinking aloud about various possibilities. They’re just shooting the shit, and the excrement ends up flying everywhere and hitting innocent targets.
For a lot of people, it’s exciting to get caught up in a fast-breaking story. I’d like to tell you that the next time something big breaks, I’ll stay away from Twitter. I hope that I do. But I worry that’s just my news hangover talking. For all the blind alleys, I do have a lot of fun following the news in real time, and I find it hard to stay away. Maybe you do, too. If you’re that sort of person, feel free to stay glued to Twitter and cable. Just be sure to exercise caution about what you tweet and retweet—after last night, I know I’ll be able to do at least that much. And just remember, for all the time you spend online, you won’t be any better informed than a guy who spent all day cleaning his gutters.
A Balanced Approach to Fear — Zachary Karabell at The Atlantic looks at how America reacts to mass destruction.
In the reaction to the Boston bombings, we are seeing, at least for now, an outburst of balanced outrage. I lived in Boston for seven years in the 1990s. It was a tough place — not threatening, just tough. Removed from the years of busing that had brought out the us-versus-them worst, it wasn’t yet as gentrified and reborn after the multibillion-dollar Big Dig. The DNA of cities takes a while to change, and you could feel in the many reactions from Bostonians that they were hurt, angry, and determined to catch whoever did it. But they were equally determined to keep going without making too many compromises about their lives. The city was shut down on Friday to make it easier for law enforcement to do their job, but for a very specific reason, not some generalized fear.
It’s been said for years that we have ample tools via law enforcement agencies to guard against attacks and pursue those who undertake them. The Boston response is classic law enforcement, with the FBI leading the way, the police doing the vital work, and untold numbers of volunteers and responders adding to the mix.
Terror is not an act per se; it’s the creation of fear via an act. It’s been said that Russia is relatively immune to terror, even after a number of gruesome and far more lethal episodes in recent years. In 2004, a school in Beslan was seized by Chechen fighters. When Russian troops stormed the school, nearly 400 people died. Yet that had little discernible impact on Russian attitudes or behavior. Russians are largely impervious to the effects of terror attacks because they don’t expect perfect security. They expect a world fraught with peril, and probably too much, though their history suggests that peril is the norm. Hence random acts of terror don’t terrorize.
For the Birds — Brian Kimmerling on what birds tell us about the world we live in.
A bird-watcher is a kind of pious predator. To see a new bird is to capture it, metaphorically, and a rare bird or an F.O.Y. (First of the Year, for the uninitiated) is a kind of trophy. A list of birds seen on a given day is also a form of prayer, a thanksgiving for being alive at a certain time and place. Posting that list online is a 21st-century form of a votive offering. It’s unclear what deity presides.
There was prestige in knowing birds in ancient Rome, and there is prestige today. There are also competitive insect enthusiasts and tree connoisseurs and fungus aficionados, but they lack the cultural stature and sheer numbers of bird-watchers. There are 5.8 million bird-watchers in the United States, slightly more than the number of Americans in book clubs or residents of Wisconsin. That’s a huge army of primitive hunter-mystics decked out in sturdy hiking boots and nylon rain gear, consulting their smartphones to identify or imitate a particular quarry.
There is nothing especially new about them except for their gear. Two hundred years ago the heartland teemed with second sons of wealthy European families who could have stayed home dissipating in traditional style, but chose to go to the New World and find a new animal instead. Reporting your sightings to the Audubon Society is decidedly less glamorous than dispatching a new specimen to a museum in Paris or London, but it’s a kindred enterprise.
Today’s birders are not exploring new territory geographically, as the early naturalists did; rather, they are contouring the frontiers of climate change. It’s April, and the kitchen-window bird observer is limbering up, too. Are the birds nesting early, nesting late? (Do they know something we don’t?) The reporting such observers do is crucial.
And what are today’s birds telling us? The Audubon Society estimates that nearly 60 percent of 305 bird species found in North America in winter are shifting northward and to higher elevations in response to climate change. For comparison, imagine the inhabitants of 30 states — using state residence as a proxy for species of American human — becoming disgruntled with forest fires and drought and severe weather events, and seeking out suitable new habitat.
The Audubon Society’s estimates rest largely on data supplied by volunteers in citizen-science projects like the Christmas Bird Count (first proposed in 1900, nine years after the first known use of the word “bird-watcher,” to set the hobby apart from the more traditional Christmas pastime of shooting birds). The birds in question have shifted an average of 35 miles north over a period of about 40 years — seemingly insignificant in human terms, but a major move ecologically.
[Ed. note: I still have my well-worn, well-used copy of Roger Tory Peterson's A Field Guide to the Birds from 1962.]
Doonesbury — Social media is the enemy.
Friday, March 22, 2013
The Gaggle
Saturday, March 2, 2013
In Living Color
Thursday, February 21, 2013
What’s Doing?
I went out into the garage to get some stuff ready for the show this weekend, and this guy saunters up to me like he owns the place.
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Precipitation
Rain on the patio screen at my house.
This time of year is the Dry Season here in South Florida. This weekend is the first rain we’ve gotten since… well, I don’t remember when we last had a good soaking. Tonight they’re warning us about a cold front coming through and it might get a tad chilly.
What’s the weather like in your area?
Sunday, January 6, 2013
Park Plotz
When I went out to get the paper this morning, I heard a raucous noise coming from the tree next to my neighbor’s house. I went inside, grabbed the camera, and took some photos of a pride of peacocks roosting in said tree.
I know peacocks can fly, but I have never seen them roosting this high in a tree before. And I’m pretty sure my neighbor had no idea they did either, or else he wouldn’t have parked his car underneath it.
Glad I don’t have to wash it.
Friday, December 14, 2012
Morning Visitors
Look who showed up for a little breakfast al fresco.
There are a lot of peafowl in the neighborhood. I think they are descendents of a flock that someone imported to make the landscape on their oceanfront estate look “exotic,” but they got loose and spread like starlings.
They are nice to look at, but they are also loud, they block traffic (“Hey, I’m walkin’ here!”) and they leave calling cards that would make a Great Dane get out of the business. Not so exotic.
Saturday, September 15, 2012
A Long-Expected Party
Tomorrow is my sixtieth birthday. I don’t normally go in for big celebrations, but 60 seems like a pretty big number, so I decided to invite some friends over for some drinks and light fare and — of course — some cake.
In honor of this birthday, my parents, in cahoots with Bob, came up with a great idea for some home improvement for the patio. Seeing as how I have a nice yard and a nice view of the waterway behind the house, having a place to sit and watch the occasional canoeist or jet-ski go by while I do the crossword puzzle makes perfect sense.
This past Tuesday I was greeted at home by a large box on the porch which later disgorged — with some assembly required — a lovely patio furniture set.
It goes very nicely with the aging teak furniture that I got nearly twenty-five years ago from the same thoughtful parents and has graced my yard in Longmont, Petoskey, Albuquerque, Coral Gables, and now here. The green fanny-pads and seat-backs were made by Allen, who liked to sit outside to read (and smoke), but didn’t like the slats making dents in his butt.
I’ll have some more thoughts on the beginning of my seventh decade tomorrow, but for now, I’m looking forward to welcoming friends and sharing good times and aged beverages (including Vernor’s Ginger Ale) with friends.
PS: Yes, you Tolkienists will recognize the post title. This party won’t have the same outcome.
Monday, August 27, 2012
Little Visitor
Any herpetologists out there that can recognize this little dude?
It fell out of the doorjamb when I went to check the mailbox. It’s obviously very young; the keys are there for scale. My guess is that it is some kind of rattlesnake because of the shape of the head, the pattern on the back, and the fact that when I gently poked at it with a pencil, it shook its tail.
Update: The snake — or its littermate — made it into the house. I found it working its way into the dining room. Okay, I don’t mind snakes, but sorry, the lease says no pets, so I grabbed the whiskbroom and dustpan and tossed it into the front yard. You’re free, little dude!
Little Visitor
Any herpetologists out there that can recognize this little dude?
It fell out of the doorjamb when I went to check the mailbox. It’s obviously very young; the keys are there for scale. My guess is that it is some kind of rattlesnake because of the shape of the head, the pattern on the back, and the fact that when I gently poked at it with a pencil, it shook its tail.
Update: The snake — or its littermate — made it into the house. I found it working its way into the dining room. Okay, I don’t mind snakes, but sorry, the lease says no pets, so I grabbed the whiskbroom and dustpan and tossed it into the front yard. You’re free, little dude!
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Make Way for Ducklings
In the spirit of one my favorite books from childhood, I had some young visitors and a protective parent in the yard this week. Click on the pics to embiggen.
Make Way for Ducklings
In the spirit of one my favorite books from childhood, I had some young visitors and a protective parent in the yard this week. Click on the pics to embiggen.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Short Takes
Syria — The U.N. reports that the situation there is grave and the government is resisting attempts to get aid to areas under attack.
A year after the earthquake and tsunami, Japan’s nuclear energy industry is still mainly off-line.
The employment picture continued its growth in February, adding 227,000 more jobs. (The Republicans didn’t like that.)
The Florida legislature passed a $70 billion state budget.
According to one senator, there’s no climate change because the bible says so.
Spring training — The Tigers get their first loss in the Grapefruit League play to the Phillies.
Short Takes
Syria — The U.N. reports that the situation there is grave and the government is resisting attempts to get aid to areas under attack.
A year after the earthquake and tsunami, Japan’s nuclear energy industry is still mainly off-line.
The employment picture continued its growth in February, adding 227,000 more jobs. (The Republicans didn’t like that.)
The Florida legislature passed a $70 billion state budget.
According to one senator, there’s no climate change because the bible says so.
Spring training — The Tigers get their first loss in the Grapefruit League play to the Phillies.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Short Takes
The Red Cross is distributing aid in Syria.
At least 15 people, including one American, were killed in a train crash in Poland.
Mitt Romney won the Washington caucuses.
The search for survivors from the deadly storms in the South and Midwest continues.
Rush Limbaugh issued what he called an “apology” to Sandra Fluke.
The Detroit Tigers started off the grapefruit season with a win over the Braves.
Short Takes
The Red Cross is distributing aid in Syria.
At least 15 people, including one American, were killed in a train crash in Poland.
Mitt Romney won the Washington caucuses.
The search for survivors from the deadly storms in the South and Midwest continues.
Rush Limbaugh issued what he called an “apology” to Sandra Fluke.
The Detroit Tigers started off the grapefruit season with a win over the Braves.













