The natural flights of the human mind are not from pleasure to pleasure, but from hope to hope. Samuel Johnson, "The Rambler"
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June Grass
I know it's July but today I picked seeds of June grass at the Nature Conservancy site of Weaver Dunes. I picked two half gallon empty m...
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A yellow rail, one of THE MOST ELUSIVE birds around, sound like a manual typewriter. And if you're too young to know what a manual ty...
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Today I was home quite a bit and saw a plethora of birds in my yard including two "first of the year" birds at opposite ends of...
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I received a gift from Offspring #1 - a collection of lectures on compact disk about Medieval Heroines in History and Legend. The speaker is...
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