Friday, May 21, 2004
Nature
I should be in bed. Tomorrow I am heading off to the Big Sinful City of...uh, Pueblo. But it's for something REALLY exciting, the Colorado Democratic Convention. I think we're all gonna vote for...hmm, some guy...name starts with a K....
But yeah, I think I am too excited to sleep. So maybe if I put in a post about something nice and tranquil, like nature, I will start to feel lulled.
So today when I was watering the Garden of Art, Science and Technology, I saw a little toad. Not REAL little--we've seen brand new ones the size of your thumbnail before. This one was probably from last year's hatch. It was about palm size.
It made me think of this very interesting photo that I got from Neil Gaiman's feed:
A Toad Orgy
Toads are very interesting creatures. I've never seen mating toads, although I did once pull a toad out of the mouth of a snake. You might think that was very unfair to the snake, but see, it only had the toad by one leg, and this was a BIG toad, and I think there was a good chance neither would hop/slither away a winner from that match-up. I only thought later that I really should have taken a picture first. Oh, well.
As you may recall, when I water the GoA,S&T I use the fish pond water, partly to help keep the algae down. We HAVE received and added the snails, but they haven't had a chance to make much of a dent yet. They're working on it.
Today while the water level was low, I took a picture of some of the fish. The big one is Mike's koi, and the white one with the long floofy fins is Ghost, my Mother's Day present. That big round thing is the reflection of the camera lens.
Last Friday was our Stray Day. TWO of those darn birds from our wall nest got into the house. As and others speculated, they do seem to be starlings, with the light spots on the body of the young ones.
The reason it sat so still for me to take its picture is because I am holding it, bird in the handishly.
Not all the creatures around here take well to handling. Back in March, when we were starting to get some mid-day warming, I was digging around and disturbed a skink, a little native lizard. I thought Mike would want to see it, so I brought it inside and slipped it into an empty gallon wine jug. Sitting around breathing wine fumes might have had a negative affect on its personality (kind of like how it works with some people, eh?) because when Mike got home and we got ready to snap a pic for remembrance, THIS happened:
Close-up here, hidden away so as not to be excessively squickifying. Although it didn't break the skin, or even hurt. Much.
But yeah, I think I am too excited to sleep. So maybe if I put in a post about something nice and tranquil, like nature, I will start to feel lulled.
So today when I was watering the Garden of Art, Science and Technology, I saw a little toad. Not REAL little--we've seen brand new ones the size of your thumbnail before. This one was probably from last year's hatch. It was about palm size.
It made me think of this very interesting photo that I got from Neil Gaiman's feed:
A Toad Orgy
Toads are very interesting creatures. I've never seen mating toads, although I did once pull a toad out of the mouth of a snake. You might think that was very unfair to the snake, but see, it only had the toad by one leg, and this was a BIG toad, and I think there was a good chance neither would hop/slither away a winner from that match-up. I only thought later that I really should have taken a picture first. Oh, well.
As you may recall, when I water the GoA,S&T I use the fish pond water, partly to help keep the algae down. We HAVE received and added the snails, but they haven't had a chance to make much of a dent yet. They're working on it.
Today while the water level was low, I took a picture of some of the fish. The big one is Mike's koi, and the white one with the long floofy fins is Ghost, my Mother's Day present. That big round thing is the reflection of the camera lens.
Last Friday was our Stray Day. TWO of those darn birds from our wall nest got into the house. As
The reason it sat so still for me to take its picture is because I am holding it, bird in the handishly.
Not all the creatures around here take well to handling. Back in March, when we were starting to get some mid-day warming, I was digging around and disturbed a skink, a little native lizard. I thought Mike would want to see it, so I brought it inside and slipped it into an empty gallon wine jug. Sitting around breathing wine fumes might have had a negative affect on its personality (kind of like how it works with some people, eh?) because when Mike got home and we got ready to snap a pic for remembrance, THIS happened:
Close-up here, hidden away so as not to be excessively squickifying. Although it didn't break the skin, or even hurt. Much.
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