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Today, I walk early to beat the heat, but there is heat and there is heat. Even the shadows along the path are warm and clammy, jungle-like, a caul, and gnats swarm my shoulders and face and perch on my … Continue reading
I walk with Ruby Puppy in the overgrown blackberry rows butterflies and burst milkweed pods hanging over our heads Peck’s skipper butterflies, a bellwether species, small, yellow-brown, perch on tall grass stems I pick berries and Ruby Puppy eats berries … Continue reading
A ruby-throated female spent a long time at my feeder this morning. Normally, hummingbirds act territorially, but the lady was calmly sharing with what looked to be a bumblebee, a small black flyer at the tube next to her. Then … Continue reading
I watched Laurel and Hardy last night in “Sons of the Desert.” It’s one of the great comedies ever filmed, with a skewed look on marriage (Stan’s wife is out duck hunting). Stan and Ollie join a lodge, Sons of … Continue reading
It was the 70s, man. My good friend and fellow musician Dennis Gordon told me that there was an opening at the “underground” newspaper, The Chicago Express, for which he served as a copy editor. The job was a column, … Continue reading
Three inches of rain, they say, and an inch of hummingbirds ruby throats frenzied at the feeder, bathing in a limestone cup of water Two inches of northern sky I measure with my thumb and forefinger a rose-colored sash … Continue reading
On June 23, 1988, James Hansen, director of the Godard Institute for Space Studies, in reply to a congressman who asked him when global warming would arrive, replied that it had already arrived. I don’t remember that hearing. Do you? … Continue reading
Orville and I sat on his porch, Ruby Puppy resting comfortably on my feet. There was a slight breeze, a tickle maybe. It is third nesting season around here, another round of male cardinals and finches and robins fighting one … Continue reading
Dear Diary, Today I met with Kim Jung Un. What a guy! He looks like a fatso Munchkin! He could walk the Yellow Brick Road with Judy Garland! His eyelids were so close together I never saw his eyeballs. I … Continue reading