October 6th, 2008 | Oddments, Wild Kingdom
[I'm re-posting the last post, 'you do not have to be good' because some pharmaceutical spammer seems to have lodged a zillion links in it. I was able to delete them, but the comment box is still disabled. So I'm just opening a new post.]
This morning, in the biography of William James that I’ve been making my way through at the pace of about two paragraphs a day for the past year, he described the New England autumnof 1908 as “heartbreaking in its sentimentality.” And indeed, even one hundred years of disastrous human history and climate change later, the foliage is so spectacular, it’s almost maudlin. Here’s the moose yesterday, carrying Mt. Abe on her shoulders.
And here’s a movie I made this afternoon while I was yanking up roots from the garden and flocks of wild geese honked by overhead.
Check out my pal Phranc’s daily variety show on YouTube. If Mister Rogers and Peewee Herman gave birth to a l’il bulldagger, this is what she’d be like.