jacks

don’t these eucalyptus seed pod patterns look like jacks? remember playing jacks when you were a kid? all we need is a rubber ball and a kitchen table. i’m not competitive at all. truly. but i’ll kick your ass at jacks. not in a competitive way. just in a completely humiliating-to-you way that has nothing to do with my being competitive. at all.

eucalyptus seed pods

big sur, california

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  • Susan says:

    Wow. These are fascinating! I loved the way they surprised me when I scrolled up to see what you had for us today.

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  • Ellen says:

    A driveway and a rubber ball.

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heat dome

today the sun felt like a heat lamp. it felt like putting your face over the burner of an oven. it felt like sitting too close to a campfire. it felt like too much time in a hot shower. it felt like being locked in a car on an asphalt parking lot. it felt like these feathers, turned toward the heat, with no means of locomotion.

mallard duck feathers

turtle lake, saint paul, minnesota

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a well appointed home

i don’t know, honey. should we get the mini starfish or the mini sand dollar? you’re right. ok, now does this sea glass work in this room, or do we need to go with a shade greener? and that eucalyptus seed pod. too much? too graphic? too exotic? should it be an acorn instead? something a little more local and authentic? i know, but it’s just so GOR-geous. i just think i want it. how much? what? oh dear…

bird nest with travel treasures

minnesota, france, and florida

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  • Cathy H. says:

    This is wonderful!! Love your “home”, your collection, and your words!

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what’s in a name?

this creature is called a great black wasp. i have had occasion in the past to celebrate the aptness with which my fellow scientists tend to name things, and this is no exception. he (i believe it is a male) sailed into my living room through an open patio door yesterday, sounding like part hummingbird, part p51 mustang. my 12 year old son, a lover of all animals including insects, saw the great black wasp buzzing his slow path up the living room window, and let loose a spontaneous, “holy jesus.” it turns out the wasp could not have stung us if he’d wanted to, having no stinger, and may simply have wanted to return to his wife and family. i found this out after i had asked joseph to capture him and freeze him so we could all get a better look. now i feel bad. he was just an immigrant looking for a home. and i categorized him as a threat, because of how he looked. shame on me, in more spheres than the entomological.

great black wasp (sphex pensylvanicus )

shoreview, minnesota

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  • “he was just an immigrant looking for a home. and i categorized him as a threat”
    This sentence contains all suffering suffering from so many millions fleeing wars and poverty. Thanks, as always excellent

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  • Carol Sommers says:

    This made me weep

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  • Your comments are THE BEST. Thank you!!

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an interrupted meal

the beetles at work on these aspen leaves had worked through the soup, the fish, the meat, the salad, and the cheese, and had just gotten their first taste of dessert at the end of this branch when I apparently ended their meal. my kids would have killed me. they wouldn’t have talked to me for days.

beetle eaten linden leaves

national sports center, blaine, minnesota

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