A Bitter Sweet Start To The Weekend
I took Friday off this week. One year ago today, my father died from injuries sustained in an auto accident that wasn’t his fault. He was 82 years old. My nephew graduates from high school this Sunday. He is a smart kid & earned every step. There isn’t a doubt in my mind that if that guy hadn’t run that red light, my dad would be 83 & watching his grandson walk across that stage.
A year later & my emotions are still pretty raw. Occasionally, I wish extreme ill upon the man responsible even though I know those thoughts, even if they were made manifest, wouldn’t set the world to right.
So on to things that remind me that every day on this rock is a gift rather than a misery:
Future buckeyes all:
He finally got a mate. I will be tickled pink if I see fledglings:
Hairy vetch is awesome. It sets nitrogen, pollinators love it & it is a nursey/hunting ground for beneficial insects that will reduce your aphid population. Plus, hummingbirds like it:
Another mystery bug. It looks like some kind of chinch bug but I’m not certain:
I wish I had video of this. This bumblebee collecting pollen from this spirea had the same frenetic energy of a nervous teenager trying to undo their lover’s bra for the first time:
This fly is so committed to imitating a bee that it is hairy. Just a reminder - it isn’t just bees that need our protection:
Sunlight & shadow:
Selfie where I pretend I’m not taking my own photo. Also, a good shot of my brow ridge which is doubtless the result of my Neanderthal ancestry:
New Dawn rose petals on the ground. It looks like the aftermath of an anime fight scene where a secondary character, a devoted Kensei in the vein of Seiji Miyaguchi’s character in Seven Samurai, puts up a valiant but ultimately fatal fight:
The Red Menace lost in mountain dreams of singing monks of bygone ages, yeti howls & the eternal steps of bodhisattvas dancing the cosmic dance:
Mother said, “Al fresco”:
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Don't be that enthusiastic, the name is a disappointment since you are already subconsciously calling me it, that's what that only other friend who could tolerate me calls me, however, on the rare occasions I interact with online people, whichever name shows up in my cerebrum I fire away, some of them are Vernet, Soren, and somehow the ordinary James ended up there. For some reason that person shortens it to Sher, which I hate, but it does mean tiger, and it's pronunciation has the H silent, so that works quite well. I will keep signing my texts up with S, though, it will be easier.
Now that that's out of the way, onto more pressing manner. I didn't sleep yesterday, not till the sun rose, but the moment my head came in contact with the 20 year old pillow, the first thought was "I wonder how do you comfort a duck." Immediately followed by "How does a duck in distress look like?"
I have not read or seen anything related to Anatidae family, and then my brain decides to randomly think of ducks right before bed. Which wasn't helpful.
Now onto the Ask part of this Ask: If you write poetry, I require a sample, even a few lines, preferably something far away from the topic of love. Perhaps something about the topic of time or nature?
Why a hedgehog? (Is that rude? Might be, people tend to think there's a "Why a bloody hedgehog, couldn't you have brought a dog?" sort of thing, mine is genuine curiosity.) And what species/type of hedgehog are you buying?
(Yes. Have you finished that lab report from weeks ago? I never knew what happened to the report.)
I have been waiting the entire day to tell you about Decomposition of the Human body, Forensic science and Rigor Mortis, but I am on a laptop format, and this looks like a lot of writing, and I don't know how long it will be. So I will do that tomorrow.
Although: To determine the time of death of a corpse, you need to take into account three main things: Temperature (of the body, I rekon the weather temp has a role as well.), Insects, and Rigor Mortis.
I find it fascinating that just by knowing what insects, such as maggots, are ingesting a fresh corpse you can know how long said body turned into a corpse. And then in some cases you must analyse the contents of a fly to see what they ate. Imagine looking into a fly's stomach (Stomach isn't the correct term.)
Don't get me started on the Temperature aspect of identifying how long a body has been dead. It's like piecing together a puzzle, really.
The relationship between insects and forensic science is called Forensic Etomology.
Too long ask. Couldn't contain myself this time. The internet is such an open source library of things. Idiot people don't take advantage of this.
I love all of the things in this ask, it's like a rollercoaster. So let's break this down for a bit.
1. I love all of those names! They're all very unique, except for maybe James. But I like James too, it sounds very proper.
2. I don't exactly know what a duck in distress looks like, but one time a family of ducks that lived near our house got mad at a stranger. It was very...funny? I got a good laugh out of it for sure.
3. ok hmm
a question once asked, once more, once again,
how did you kill your queen?
the answer so simple, and yet bound to last
a sword, a gun, and a guillotine
(I might actually turn this one into a song later if I find time)
(edited for a typo i forgot to fix whoops)
4. Well, my family owns two dogs, but after two years of extensive research I convinced my family to let me have a pet of my own. Based on my lifestyle and such, a hedgehog seemed like the perfect choice. The breed is African Pygmy Hedgehog, and they're so cute!
5. I finished the report, but it hasn't been graded. It ended up being 13 pages long.
6. I can't wait to hear more about your research on forensics! Forensic science is something I'm really interested in.
7. Something I think you'd find interesting: Today in school, we dissected a rat! It was super cool, we had to find each of its organs and write down observations and such. It was preserved for the study, so the organs were very well kept. Cutting open it's stomach was my favorite bit--there was still food inside of it!