I swear that these birds spread panic wherever they go.
It’s hard to look ’em in the eye and not get caught up in it.
Photo Memory of the Week
Ah, the puffy clouds of summer.
Quote of the Week
To find yourself in the infinite,
You must distinguish and then combine;
Therefore my winged song thanks
The man who distinguished cloud from cloud.
- Johann Wolfgang von GoetheBy the beginning of the 19th century, Goethe was Europe’s most celebrated intellectual icon and Luke Howard — the man who “distinguished cloud from cloud,” a young amateur meteorologist who pioneered a classification system for humanity’s favorite atmospheric phenomena — was the only Englishman whom Goethe ever addressed as “Master.”Read more about Luke Howard here: The Invention of Clouds: How an Amateur Meteorologist Forged the Language of the Skies, by Richard HamblynSource: Daily Good
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After visiting the Galapagos so long ago, I made an effort to emulate the blue-footed booby’s mating dance. The only thing it stimulated Joan to was helpless laughter. Oh, yeah, I got a sore back.
Jim T
Jim T – That comes perilously close to TMI. As for the specifics of the (failed) dance, I assume you remembered to pick up a small twig in your mouth, show it to Joan, and then casually toss it away. That can make all the difference, or so I hear.
How dare you invade his territory! Great photo.
Judith – Thanks! I swear they have this startled/stupid look all the time, independent of events. An odd way to go through life.
He/she? Reminds me of Big Bird with a bleach job, which might account for the startled look.
Alison – I don’t know the he/she-ness. I think I knew which was which at the time (lead dancer was male, egg sitter was female – I think) but now I don’t remember which booby-ish look went with which booby.