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Tuesday, February 14, 2023
The Bangalore Detectives Club by Harini Nagendra
Saturday, February 11, 2023
Poetry Sunday: Waiting in the Wings by Emile Pinet
As winter begins to wind down, we can almost see spring on the horizon. It is just over there beyond our view; waiting in the wings.
Waiting in the Wings
by Emile Pinet
Sunlight weaves in between twigs of skeletal trees. And a web of shadows dances with each feisty breeze. A silver sky shimmers like cheap carnival glass. And yet, this fickle sun’s too weak for blades of grass. Snow accumulates on branches that almost break. And bow low to the ground with the weight of each flake. Sugar maple sap waits, not even one sweet drip. And snowmen aren’t melting, frozen in Winter's grip. Spring's not on stage, quite yet, She's waiting in the wings. But I can almost smell the flowers that She brings.
Friday, February 10, 2023
This week in birds - #537
A roundup of the week's news of birds and the environment:
A pair of Whooping Cranes search for a meal in shallow waters at the edge of the Gulf of Mexico.P-22 at home on his range.
Thursday, February 9, 2023
Wild Fire by Ann Cleeves: A review
Sunday, February 5, 2023
The Latecomer by Jean Hanff Korelitz: A review
Saturday, February 4, 2023
Poetry Sunday: Retread
Here's a retread for this Poetry Sunday. I was searching for a poem to represent this time of year and this one was the first that came up. It sounded very familiar, so I asked Blogger, and sure enough, I had featured it just about a year ago. In the belief that there is no such thing as too much of a good thing, here it is again.
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Poetry Sunday: February by Margaret Atwood
February
by Margaret Atwood
Winter. Time to eat fat
and watch hockey. In the pewter mornings, the cat,
a black fur sausage with yellow
Houdini eyes, jumps up on the bed and tries
to get onto my head. It’s his
way of telling whether or not I’m dead.
If I’m not, he wants to be scratched; if I am
He’ll think of something. He settles
on my chest, breathing his breath
of burped-up meat and musty sofas,
purring like a washboard. Some other tomcat,
not yet a capon, has been spraying our front door,
declaring war. It’s all about sex and territory,
which are what will finish us off
in the long run. Some cat owners around here
should snip a few testicles. If we wise
hominids were sensible, we’d do that too,
or eat our young, like sharks.
But it’s love that does us in. Over and over
again, He shoots, he scores! and famine
crouches in the bedsheets, ambushing the pulsing
eiderdown, and the windchill factor hits
thirty below, and pollution pours
out of our chimneys to keep us warm.
February, month of despair,
with a skewered heart in the centre.
I think dire thoughts, and lust for French fries
with a splash of vinegar.
Cat, enough of your greedy whining
and your small pink bumhole.
Off my face! You’re the life principle,
more or less, so get going
on a little optimism around here.
Get rid of death. Celebrate increase. Make it be spring.
Friday, February 3, 2023
This week in birds - #536
A roundup of the week's news of birds and the environment:
Pine Siskins are among my favorite winter visitors.*~*~*~*
Coal is economically outmatched by renewable sources of energy. It is more expensive to keep coal-fired power plants running than it is to build new wind or solar plants.
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Six western states that rely on water from the Colorado River have agreed on a model to cut their use of water in the basin, but so far California is the one hold-out state that has not agreed.
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It's a unique partnership: Bottlenose dolphins help Brazilian fishermen pull their catch in.
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Why do bears rub against trees? It seems that there may be more to it than simply scratching an itch.
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The EPA has blocked the Pebble mine project in Alaska, a move that will protect a valuable salmon fishery.
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A black bear was apparently fascinated by a wildlife motion-activated camera near Boulder, Colorado, and ended up taking hundreds of "selfies."
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It's been an unusual winter in New York City. The city will set a record for its longest stretch in winter without measurable snowfall.
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This beautiful shorebird, the American Avocet, is the American Bird Conservancy's Bird of the Week.