One of the most interesting discoveries I made in Provence years ago was how close their language and culture was to that of my grandparents. Not only is my grandparents’ “patois”– their word– virtually identical to Provencal French- “ing “and “ung”´endings (wine is Ving and bread pung” {this is true to an extent in Medeieval …
Ink
Nice Darwin Finch tat: Not as nice as Lauren’s though
Silly Bird
The Aplo Tri- bryd is still ridiculous and still brainless but he is TRYING, and not squawking so much. Working him high, VERY high, is the key. Fire chief Mike Bisbee (who is married to my distant cousin Nina McCabe, and hails from NY) took these good pics the other day.
The Blog
Many people think I have lost interest in the blog, or that I am too sick to keep it up, or that there is no longer anything to say. NONE OF THESE THINGS IS TRUE! The fact is that my blog host has become increasingly hard to use, comments are no longer enabled, and most …
Bronze
Why I need th is brønze baby falcon by Peregrine O’Gormley at the Peters:
Spiked collars
{Intro from Cat: Last week, a wolf tried to get into a flock of yearling sheep on the mountain, and ended up in a brawl with six guardian dogs. Although the wolf was injured, it escaped without succeeding in killing any sheep. If it lives, I’m hoping it learned a valuable lesson. A couple of …
Great News!
Two days ago, Lauren defended her thesis and is now DOCTOR Lauren McGough. Now some well deserved rest, with eagle… Here she is on her first trip, st seventen (sixteen?) with the late Aralbai… All our love and congratulations!
Alive and Kicking
Contrary to rumors, I’m doing pretty well. I’ve had some trouble with the drugs but I’m still advancing to a second operation. Meanwhile, I have three books ready to go in quick succession. The first is my “legendary”– I know, I know, but it has been nearly finished and read by friends in “Samizdat” for …
Coming Attractions…
Thus and more…
Perfect Day?
“The most appealing daily schedule I know is that of a turn-of-the-century Danish aristocrat. He got up at four and set out on foot to hunt black grouse, woodcock, and snipe. At eleven he met his friends, who had also been out hunting alone all morning. They converged ‘at one of these babbling brooks,’ he …