As we get ready to launch for Myrtle Beach on the weekend, I’ve been going through my shots to see if anything inexplicably fell off the publishing schedule. There were, as it turned out, a few intimations of blogs past, both here and elsewhere.
These little cuties graced our backyard again this year from time to time, their occasional nature adding to our appreciation.
I had big plans this week: a nature documentary in the BBC tradition, albeit a tad more rudimentary. You know the sort of thing: imagine that mellifluous, refined, British male voice that is never in any hurry at all, no siree.
Ah, the Abert’s towhee: Perhaps not as obviously impressive
to the casual observer as the American Bald Eagle, but the modest towhee has some surprising skills under the hood.
And here we’d have a bald eagle photo that I got the same day, because re-purposing photography and working it into the storyline is key to documentary affordability.
But people make plans and technology laughs. As my previously trusty and currently up-to-date video software crashed, crashed again, crashed again again again again arggh, I decided to simplify.
Plant your feet firmly. Note that you are leaning just a hair to the right. What’s that? Your right, you silly goose.
Now the most important thing: Pick a spot on the horizon and keep your eyes on it.
Shift your head to be centered over your torso. Keep looking at that spot.
Start shifting your weight over your left foot. Your right foot will start to lift by itself.
Don’t look down at it! Eyes front, mister!
As you complete the weight transfer, look your left leg and lift your right foot completely off the ground.
Place your right foot back down, carefully. Adjust your weight to both feet equally.
And repeat with the left leg. What’s that? Your left, you silly goose.
I don’t need any more photographs
of white birds.
– Overheard conversation
As I pass two unknown-to-me photographers on the nature preserve’s trail, I laugh ruefully to myself. I, too, have folders of photos of white and mostly white birds: great egrets, snowy egrets, cattle egrets, pelicans, storks, black-necked stilts. I have photos of white birds fishing and white birds catching. I have photos of white birds in trees and white birds on nests in trees. I have photos of white birds in the water, in the air, and in that exquisite moment when they’re in both. I have photos of white birds in reflections. By any reasonable standard, I can’t possibly need any more photographs of white birds.
And people think *I’m* picky. Clearly they need to spend more time watching a cormorant trying to get a fish angled just so in their beak, the easier to swallow it, my dear.
At the same park that is home to the noble, levitating roadrunner, a large artificial pond provides fishing opportunities for adults, for kids, and, it turns out, for cormorants. Of course, these opportunities aren’t necessarily close to shore, which accounts for the quality or lack thereof of these fully zoomed, heavily cropped photos.
Let’s check in on the blog-spam file, shall we? It’s been almost a year since the last review, maybe because there’s been so much less spam, at least in English. The torrent in what I believe is the Cyrillic alphabet continues, неослабевающий.
Even with relatively few samples, there are unmistakable strategies. Some try to sneak through with a compliment, whether vague . . .
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. . . or more precise. More expansive, at any rate.
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great written and include approximately all important infos.
I would like to look more possts like this .
Left, right,
left, right.
A non-obligatory but familiar cadence for bipeds, no? It’s so familiar we even see it in the bipedal roadrunner, which can fly but which tends not to. Neither would I bother flying, except by, well, exception, if I could run as well as they can.
My professional blog focuses on developing (and surviving) proposals. Seth Godin, marketeer and social philosopheer, never writes about proposals. Like, never. And yet, I often cite Seth Godin’s blog on mine. How come?
It turns out that management–of projects, of processes, of ourselves–has common themes and things-that-are-true, independent of the specific domain of activity. It turns out that people are much the same, no matter what they’re doing.
Seth’s blog today–Rainy day surfer–merits a broad audience, so I’m linking to it here.
They need us the most when it’s raining.
Posted: 2025 Feb 27
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