Green Mouth, the dominant leopard frog, ruled from deep within the lily pads. Contender approached warily. Green Mouth rolled an evil eye in Contender’s direction. Contender retreated to the pond’s edge. Shy Guy peeked from among the loose stones. This amphibian drama played out in our renovated pond while I savored my coffee on the… Continue reading Frogs in the Fog
“I may be out of my tree, but I thought I’d reason with you,” I addressed the stately oak looming at the edge of my driveway. In the past I expressed relief, wonder, and surprise when addressing nonhumans as the respective examples indicate: “There you are, scissors! Great hiding place, but I found you!”, “Ok, yesterday… Continue reading My (Mostly One Sided) Conversation With A Bur Oak Tree
With a fishing rod in one hand, I scrutinized the leech container and pep talked myself. “I can do this,” I encouraged. “I’ve got this,” I continued. “Just go for it,” I added. My confidence dwindled and . . . I didn’t do it. I didn’t get it. And I didn’t go for it.… Continue reading Are Nightcrawlers And Leeches Like Apples And Oranges?
Our current method of mosquito control, whacking them dead, had failed miserably. Had we been armed with octopus arms clutching sixteen swatters we may have had a chance of grilling our meal without becoming a meal. More welts were raised than chicken barbecued. Standing within a ring of citronella candles and slicked with Cutters abated… Continue reading Shrimp Scampi and Mosquitoes
Signs direct. Signs alert. Signs inform. I appreciate the worthy sign goals of directing, alerting, and informing. However, I especially enjoy the unintentional humor that sometimes occurs when pondering. Here’s my take or my mistake on signs: While waiting outside the storage area of the Cusco, Peru hotel where I stayed, I wondered how this… Continue reading Chuckle Photography: Sign Pondering