Just went kayaking again. The 3rd clutch of cygnets has hatched and was about, all 7 of them, squeaking away to each other. One of those absolutely still evenings, when the only movement of the water was my own wake, ducks, fish and turtles. I like it when turtles watch me suspiciously.
I think of swans as male and female, but all I really mean by that is 'the one that chases me' and 'the one that hangs out with the cygnets'. They could switch hourly for all I know.
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09:27:29 PM,
Monday 2 June 2008
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I can't find any good websites for identifying tiny fish found in cold saltwater marshes, since they are neither sports fish nor aquarium fish.
I took over 50 pictures of these. This is why I'm not allowed to have a film camera. _
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04:05:34 PM, Monday 2 June 2008
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It's summer! Heard the first bullfrog of the year yesterday, floating out on the pond at sunset. I think I positively like the urbanness of my pond, with it's highway and playground and constant air traffic when the wind is right, alongside it's birds and frogs and fish and turtles. At one point, after a Harley went past up the on-ramp, I focused for a while on the human noises, and there are a lot of them. But then, the natural noises are all coming from things that have woven themselves into human society. What makes a pond at dusk so entrancing isn't the silence. I can get actual silence behind earplugs. Silence is dead. It's the feeling of being silent, while surrounded by life and noises.
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01:29:56 PM,
Monday 2 June 2008
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There's an inherent tension in bread, between bread as background starch, as in sandwich, and bread as flavorful fermented product. The whole wheat potato bread tasted great with sweet things, that balanced out the bitterness, but it utterly overwhelmed the subtle pleasures of egg salad, and went right against the grain of the chicken 'n gravy. I take white flour for granted, but it's pretty magical stuff.
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01:02:46 PM,
Monday 2 June 2008
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