The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning
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Other creatures in our world
A Great Blue Heron kept watch over us from the decaying spillway as we walked along on Old Mill Road:
A mid-stream perch provided a better vantage point:
The concrete slab in the lower right corner came from the dam breast.
The camera never lies, but if you could look upward just a bit, you’d see the unending stream of cars passing by on Red Oaks Mill Road at the Rt 376 intersection …
We often see a hawk perched atop a street lamp along Hooker Avenue, but this is the closest we’ve come:
That first wingbeat must be exhilarating:
There doesn’t seem to be much behind the notion of reincarnation, but one interation as a bird would be edifying…
Henceforth, let it never be said I have neglected my duty with respect to cat pictures:
I left the garage door open while working outside and that critter walked calmly in, examined the offerings, walked out, and made itself comfortable on the patio. We may have a co-owner…
Take the rest of the day off, OK?
Rolling through the back of the Vassar Campus, watching a murder of crows on the lawn, when all of a sudden:
That squirrel passed about three feet in front of Mary’s bike, running flat out and, at 60 frame/s, touched the ground every 200 ms:
Figuring a squirrel body+tail is 1.5 ft long and it covers 3 of those units with every leap, it’s moving at 22 ft/s = 15 mph. That’s about as fast as we travel…
This critter may have a burrow under the stand of decorative grass beside the front door:
Mary lets it eat all the weeds it wants and, oddly, it seems to prefer broad-leaf greenery to what little grass remains in the front lawn.
Taken with the DSC-H5 through two layers of wavy 1955-era glass from the living room.
This orb weaving spider set up anchors on the patio, the railing, and the gutter, as have many before her, but managed to get a slight twist in her web:
It seemed to work well, although she packed up and moved on after just one night.
We haven’t seen many orb spiders this year, for unknown reasons.
The bird box in the front lawn serves as a favorite perch for surveying the landscape:
The chipmunks seemed fewer and farther between this summer. It’s hard to tell with chipmunks, but they seem to spend more time looking around and less time paused in the middle of the driveway.
Taken with the DSC-H5 and 1.7 teleadapter, diagonally through two layers of cruddy 1955-era window glass.
The Smell of Molten Projects in the Morning 