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A Friday With A Monday Deadline
When I had this great much too big apartment some old-time MoA folks who visited me will remember my only complain was that it was on the third floor. When I looked for a new place I wanted it to live on the ground floor and with some greener environment. This picture shows one reason why.
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Today this girl came by my desk. She and her elder male collegue do that every day to ask for their regular walnut offering. I was out of walnuts but after some negotiations she settled for a quarter of an apple.
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The young rabbit took another quarter.
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The female magpie, who like her boyfriend loves to take a thorough bath in that white pool at least twice a day, didn't like the carrot and stick I initially offered her. Well, she isn't a donkey so she must be Iranian. But in the end she also took a quarter of that apple.
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The last quarter may well go to the hedgehog who often passes by in the evening twilight and always escapes my shoddy camera.
As you can tell from those pics I was deskbound today. There is a serious Monday deadline coming up and that's why there will be no serious post today.
If the above is boring to you this action filled link might be more to your taste: Obi-Wan Kenobi Is Dead, Vader Says. Or why not just take a Taibbi to get yourself into a really bad mood: The People vs. Goldman Sachs.
All I ask of the wildlife is that is it stay, well, wild, and, ya know, live outdoors. Not in my house. Not in my attic. Not in my basement. That’s all.
Shortly after I moved into my house, I realized there was something in the attic. At night I could scritching, scratching sounds. Turned out be to raccoons, which I first realized by the scat. Yuck. And it was confirmed when my brother was visiting and sleeping in the guest room — which had the pulldown stairs to get to the attic. One night, the raccoon (actually a family…) was quite noisy and he could hear it on the pulldown stairs. He quietly got up and pulled the stair down, the raccoon fell down a step or two, and then, in a not smart move, he tried to grab the raccoon!!
By that time I was up, he had decided it was the better part of valor to not grap a raccoon by the tail, and it had disappeared.
Later, when I had the roof done, I had hardware cloth (small mesh, strong wire) put along all the eves on the outside, leaving the area I’d seen them exit open. I waited until the entire family was out for the night foraging and hammered up the final bit of wire. None in the attic since then. I hope.
So far, the only wildlife I see here in northern NJ suboonia is squirrels (oodles), rabbits (who like to taste tulip buds then discard them–grrrr), chipmunks (too cute, unless one turns an ankle in a well-used hole), raccoons (not seen for awhile, but something gets into garbage cans occasionally), skunks (again, far fewer since about 6 years ago; I had one reverse skunk: white body, black stripe, cool looking; by scent I know they’re still in the neighborhood), possums (they eat slugs-hooray!), one young bear (up a tree and removed to the northern forests by animal control — not in my yard but on my block), deer in the wooded areas around the golf course and near the reservoir, and, of course, birds. There are reports of coyotes, but I have never heard them or seen any. I saw a red fox once around the reservoir woods–absolutely beautiful.
I used to have birdfeeders and loved watching the birds, but stopped feeding them because there was concern a disease was being spread among song birds at feeders. And the squirrels would gnaw at the plastic and wood feeders, ruining them, or would scarf up all the seed and keep the birds away. Decided to let nature run its course. Plus, my cats learned how to hunt…. No hunters now; maybe I should try again with the feeders. Need to check on what’s happening with the disease thing.
Posted by: jawbone | May 14 2011 14:24 utc | 12
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