…And maybe the bobcat’s hunting strategy offers lessons for writers…
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We had an Einstein squirrel on our hands. A sly, muscular Einstein. After I again chased him away, he reappeared from among the trees and seemed to be focusing on seeds along the ground, as if he had no interest in our birdfeeder. The blue jays, chickadees, nuthatches, returned to the feeder…Until…
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The post on our community bulletin board app caught my eye: “Healthy, mature oak trees in Cambridge set for chopping block—as temps go up, big trees go down.” One of our local schools is being significantly enlarged and city officials had decided that it was cheaper and easier to cut down three huge oak trees on the property than to figure out a way to save them. Really?
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This summer I’ve been watching a former hay field return to what it was when we first moved to New Hampshire decades ago: a gorgeous meadow, filled with perky daisies, regal lupus waving in the wind, slender foxglove, golden columbine, corydalis with its blue and yellow heart-shaped flowers. Recently, the wild blueberries on the fringes of the hayfield have begun to explore the interior.
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...off the Galapagos Islands, I watched several sea lions playing around our small boat. Our guide asked me if I wanted to go into the water with him and “visit with them.”....We grabbed our snorkels and dived into the water. The sea lions continued their play, undisturbed. Except for one mother—she came over to the two of us, with her baby in tow. The mother sea lion was quite large...
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