Scarecrow

21 09 2009

I’m thinking about getting one of these motion sensing sprinklers to keep the deer away from my roses next spring – and from decimating the Nasturtiums as well. Seems to work fairly well for deer, some say.

But not for all animals, says this review from Amazon.com:

does not work, June 29, 2009We installed it about a month ago. Now the geese walk real slow so that the motion beams are not tripped and they walk right up to the back patio to eat my grass and leave me little “presents” all in my yard. This morning, one goose was actually drinking the water sprayed from the Havahart 5265 Spray Away Motion Activated Water Repellent. They have gotten used to the spray and some even wait out the 8 second delay or get behind the chairs on my porch to wait out the 2 second spray then continue to eat and **** in my yard. They even circumvent the whole system. (We installed 2) We have even moved the system around to fool them which has not worked either. Thanks but no thanks. I would not recommend this as now I have more than 40 geese take up residence since it was installed.

Well, that’s OK – I plan to get the other brand anyway! ;-)





Time to go.

4 07 2009

I never seem to find the time to write. Reading can snatch me away – a stolen minute turns into a quarter of an hour. But writing seems to need to be scheduled, or I don’t do it. So I’m stealing a few minutes now, when I should be hustling to go to the fourth of July picnic.

I compose a dialog with a few bits of nearly every book I read, crimping down a page to come back and write about. But I rarely do, and what seemed urgent when I was reading it loses the context when I return. So I’m resolving to start noting a bit of my reading journey mid-stride (if you will).

Today, we finished reading Seven-Day Magic, an Edward Eager book that yields little to comment on. I’m still enjoying Mary Oliver’s poems in New and Selected Poems – I want to start writing down my favorite poems again. I started this journal to do so, but I get stymied by worrying about stealing the poems by posting htem here, so I think I’ll just make a private journal of them – I’m my best audience here, anyway…

I brought a stack of books to the hammock to decide amongst – which should I take to the picnic? Past picnics have been memorable, relaxing reads, usually biography. Also, the books I wanted to write about – Sway (the irresistible pull of irrational behavior) and the gargantuan collection of Joan Didion’s non-fiction We Tell Ourselves Stories In Order to Live, which serves as a journalistic history of the late 60’s. One thing that strikes me is the parallel between the get-rich-quick hit-or-miss gold-strike claim-jumping California of the gold rush days and modern Hollywood.

Oh well, time to go play!





Genius quotes.

26 06 2009

Alexander Hamilton:

Men give me credit for some genius. All the genius I have lies in this; when I have a subject in hand, I study it profoundly. Day and night it is before me. My mind becomes pervaded with it. Then the effort that I have made is what people are pleased to call the fruit of genius. It is the fruit of labor and thought.

…dovetails very nicely with my reading lately, including Why Don’t Students Like School: A Cognitive Scientist Answers Questions About How the Mind Works and What It Means for the Classroom

More of my favorite quotes





Melancholy

21 06 2009

“What good is intelligence if you cannot discover a useful melancholy?”

Ryunosuke Akutagawa





MUCH better version.

11 06 2009

I wrote about Neil Gaiman’s poem, The Day the Saucers Came here some time ago (Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars)
Now, in a weird twist, some people who I work with are connected with it being an showcase of a potential new way to show web comics — you can check it out (should check it out) here:
The Day the Saucers Came by Neil Gaiman & Jouni Koponen…





Adios Script

8 06 2009

Adios Script Specimen.jpg, originally uploaded by Ale Paul.

The jacket image on the previous post is from http://welovetypography.com/tag/book-jacket/ — I love typography as well!

I found a link to this beautiful font on that site.

Here’s something about the font, from the flickr page:

Inspired by designs in “how-to” commercial lettering guides of the 1940s, it has been refined and brought into the 21st century through a huge variety of ornate swash letterforms. The lowercase “h” alone offers 43 variants. Hundreds of ornamental ascenders and descenders allow a beautiful interplay of strokes and combinations, while avoiding overlaps or conflicts. Adios Script features a mind-boggling 1,470 characters in total, in OpenType format.

click through the image for more examples and info.





Wicked Plants

8 06 2009

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I have many books about edible plants, but none about the most poisonous plants.

Wicked Plants: The Weed That Killed Lincoln’s Mother and Other Botanical Atrocities looks like the kind of book I’ll see remaindered at ½ price books if I wait long enough, but if I work my way far enough down my book stack, I’ll seek out a copy regardless.

I found out about it from Bookslut, where you can find a review: http://www.bookslut.com/nonfiction/2009_05_014426.php





A solemn vow

7 06 2009

The 1940s (Decades of the 20th Century)
The 1940s by Nick Yapp

Although the eclectic selection of photographs presents a view of the 1940s that is more piecemeal than comprehensive, this book still managed to impress, inform and even move me.

Although it feels more like a fairly random set of snapshots than a comprehensive picture of the 1940s, this book still managed to impress, inform and even move me.

For me, the most powerful image in the book (on page 154), is of a tray of wedding rings, stripped from prisoners at Buchenwald Camp before they were gassed.
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The reproduction in the book was much better.





The Kids are Coming!

7 06 2009

In a couple of hours, I’ll be off to pick the kids up from their late-night flight into town. There’s a lot that I hope we’ll pack into this summer, and they are coming in just the nick of time. They’ve missed the great hot weather we had last week – into the 90’s.

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This moth hiding in the grass would have been fun to show the kids.

He was really calm in the cool of the evening when I took this shot on my finger.

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I finally got out of the house around 7 today to walk around. Many of the flowers have faded, like this rhodey:

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Others, like this lovely one covered in water droplets, have a few blooms left.

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Others are going full throttle

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Just like last year, in spring one of the plum trees was covered in blooms, while the other, knocked back by drought and deer, had only a handful. I picked those and tried a bit of my own pollen match-making – looks like it (or something) may have worked! Some of the plumlets are being shed, but a few are developing into hard green fruit.

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This one, in particular, looks promising. Probably it will make a nice mouthful for a deer…

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Every year, the leaves make a nice meal for various caterpillars. The ones that come later I can easily find – their protection, as far as I can tell, is to excrete all over themselves – they look evil and smell like rotten prunes. I think this early batch saves itself by dropping from the tree when I approach – I found a small caterpillar clinging to my arm last week when I visited the tree. When I tried to pick it off, it flung itself away on a strand of silk and then, after a moment, started climbing the strand again.

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On my walk in the damp and cool, I also came across these mushrooms growing on a dried out dead tree, just behind a strand of gooseberry and a small salmonberry bush. They look good enough to eat, although I’m not going to attempt it!

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Most importantly there are salmonberries.

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Although a few have been snatched by the birds, the salmonberries are just getting started!

The yellow-orange ones are always the first to arrive, later we’ll also have the beautiful red ones. The Indians called them salmonberries because they thought the drupes looked like salmon eggs. Wikipedia says that it’s said “the name came about because of the First Nations’ fondness for eating the berries with half-dried salmon roe,” but that ain’t the way I heared it.

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Drupes, by the way, are the small fruits that collect to make aggregate fruits like raspberries. Salmonberries are in the Rubus family, along with raspberries and blackberries.

This lovely one is not ripe at all! Plenty of time yet for the kids to get some!

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Working hard

4 06 2009

I unexpectedly had a moment before I left for the bus this morning.

I stopped to watch a robin working his way through the uncut part of the lawn. The tops of the unopened dandelion buds are just over his head. He moves with an eye cocked, rushing forward from time to time to snatch at something I cannot see. The sun is already pretty high when I’m heading out. (It was pretty far up when I woke up – the days are long!) He works all day long – sometimes I resent having to work, as though leisure was the natural state. I’m looking forward to a couple of weeks off soon, but when does he get time off? Sometimes animals do get leisure – often from human’s labor. Birds and baboons freed from having to work focus on social status (and, for baboons, grooming, which is all tied up with social status). Hmmm.

Written while taking a moment before giving a talk to a room full of strangers.