Showing posts with label Clark's Grebe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Clark's Grebe. Show all posts

Sunday, February 25, 2024

Oh Shut Up... The Weekend Isn't Over!

 
“Never put off till tomorrow
 what may be done day after tomorrow just as well.”
~Mark Twain 
 
So... nope... I haven't tried my goal for February, which is using a lighter for the first time and lighting a candle. I also didn't make it to the February meeting of the Lodi Democrats, where we were going to become members, and I only saw one new bird at the Clifton Court Forebay on Saturday. But what a great bird, the Clark's Grebe is! So that was a nice moment in an otherwise shitty day! There is nothing like fighting with your spouse over stupid shit, gas, while you are late and you haven't eaten. Anyway, Saturday would have been a complete loss had it not been for the new grebe. It brings the total for the year to 83, but only our second for February. It's been a very busy month! We are in the middle of painting the condo, and the weather hasn't been cooperating. But forward I move, and a lot of good is waiting for me.



Friday, October 07, 2022

I (Heart) Clark's Grebe And Leaf Of The Day #16

 

"Summer rolled into autumn
views of this world fall away."
 
Meeta Ahluwalia
 
The grebe is such a lovely water bird. It makes a strange barking sound, so if you just heard it's sound but didn't see the bird itself you might think there was some kind of monster in the pond. A small monster. But when you see the grebe, happily fishing, or floating about in the mid-day sun, you might think that whatever sound it makes, it would be properly British. You see, it's head reminds me of a British bobby hat. I am beginning to really love these guys! Sometimes I am very happy inside.



 


~Me
 
 

Friday, September 30, 2022

Autumn Picnics And Todays Autumn Leaf Of The Day #9

 

Still
By Jaakko A. Ahokas
 
In the fall, I believe in poetry again
if nothing else it is
a movement of the mind.
Summers ball together
into sticky lumps,
evenings are glass beads from one mould
for standard-size youth
winter a smooth heaviness, not even cold.
But the mind trembles
here, on the brink 
the mind trembles
there is life, after all,
there is life, still
unbelief left. 
 
A mother, father, and two baby Clark's Grebes frolic in the warm afternoon sun, in early autumn. The father swims a short distance away, and returns a little bit later with the perfect meal for their picnic... a shiny silver colored fish. He hands it off to one of his children, and floats over to his wife to give her a kiss. They are a happy American family, enjoying life in their home, the waters of the Clifton Court Forebay, in Byron, California. There is just something deeply magical about the sunshine in autumn, that no other season enjoys.
 
 




 
Today's Autumn Leaf Of The Day...

~Me