April 16th, 2019


Poem: "Becoming, Evolving, Ascending"

This poem is spillover from the September 4, 2018 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by a prompt from [personal profile] librarygeek. It also fill the "helping a stranger" square in my 9-1-18 card for the Cottoncandy Bingo fest. This poem has been sponsored by [personal profile] librarygeek in memory of the fires today at BOTH Notre Dame Cathedral and Al-Aqsa Mosque. What is remembered, lives. This poem belongs to the series Polychrome Heroics and follows "In the Light of Creative Altruism."

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Bird Murdering a Plant

I just watched a bird murder a plant.  There's a brown thrasher out in the forest garden.  I saw it vigorously digging with feet and beak.  Then it ripped a small plant out of the ground, and proceeded to tear into that thing like it was the spawn of Satan.  Full-on hammer blows with beak, raking claw strikes, slamming the plant against the tree trunk and shaking it until pieces flew off.  I have no idea why.  I don't know if the plant was a weed or a flower.  There probably isn't enough left to tell.  0_o 

Maybe the plant was really an invader from space that just got obliterated by a random Earthling.

EDIT 4/16/19 -- Closer examination revealed the victim to be a crocus.  I still don't know why the thrasher felt that a crocus needed to die such a horrible death.

Tuesday Yardening

Today is sunny, mild, and blustery.  I fed the birds.  I need to get more birdseed soon.

Round One, I took the clippers and cut more brush from the prairie garden. 

Round Two, I went back out and cut brush from the strip between the mowed path of the prairie garden and the treeline of the savanna.

Round Three, I cut brush from the middle of the savanna.  I still need to do the edge near the north field and the berry patch.  It's getting dark, though, so I'm done for tonight.