“If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito.”
— the Dalai Lama
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Not Too Small
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, change, inspiration, Thoughts on July 2, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Always Tomorrow
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, power, Thoughts, women, Writers on June 25, 2022| Leave a Comment »
The problem with writing a daily blog with a bright-side bent is that not all days are bright. Some days the news is not what you’d hope. And what to say about a society that, despite the wishes of the majority, is on its way to becoming a Margaret Atwood reality show?
But, as I remind myself, there is always tomorrow.
“I do not wish them [women] to have power over men; but over themselves.”
― Mary Wollstonecraft, A Vindication of the Rights of Woman, 1792 (died 1797 of childbed fever)
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Stand Here
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, inspiration, news, Thoughts on June 24, 2022| Leave a Comment »
“I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.
― Maya Angelou
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Mostly Cake
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, creativity, inspiration, Thoughts, Writers, writing on June 17, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Do the things you care about to the best of your ability.
— Kristine Kathryn Rusch
Today that’s work. And cake. Cake and work. Mostly cake.
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No Really, I Have A Good Excuse
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, #ottweather, because reasons, home on June 16, 2022| Leave a Comment »
Me, this morning:
“I am going to get so much done today! My list is long but I’ve got this!”
Me, at noon:
“Hang on, how is it lunchtime already? That’s fine, I’ve still got lots of time.”
Me, as Mr. Man returns from early work because, oh hey, tornado warning:
“Seriously?”
Now I’m off to clear out the garage so we can get the car under cover, charge up all devices, and generally hope that this is a false alarm.
Fingers crossed!
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The Road Now Taken
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, adventure, home on June 11, 2022| Leave a Comment »
We didn’t go far today but we did have an adventure. A walk on a beautiful sunny day turned into a hike through a wooded ravine that could have been miles away from human settlements. Slick, steep trails, flocks of mosquitoes that chased us a kilometer or more, and the kind of quiet that is hard to come by in a city. All within a few minutes of the house.
It was hot and sticky and itchy and downright delightful.
I celebrated with a new version of a drink I remember from childhood, the lime freeze. Lime juice, ice cubes, simple syrup, cream, and a touch of rose water, garnished with basil from the back garden.
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Son of Bun
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, home, wildlife on June 9, 2022| 1 Comment »
We are working on an alternative lawn that contains clover, so it was not a huge surprise to see a happy rabbit bouncing its way through the yard. What was a surprise was discovering the teeniest tiniest cutest little bunny in the back yard, munching on dandelions.
I shall name him Son of Bun!
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While We Wait
Posted in Other, Science!, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, birds, Thoughts on June 7, 2022| Leave a Comment »
While I engage in the joy that is Tuesday and also wait for a bit of family news, here’s a window into the happy, hyperactive world of the West Texas hummingbird.
For more live bird cams (including some involving things you shouldn’t do with a squirrel!), visit Cornell Lab Bird Cams.
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History, Today
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, history, inspiration, Thoughts on June 6, 2022| Leave a Comment »
“They fight not for the lust of conquest. They fight to end conquest. They fight to liberate.”
— From President Franklin D. Roosevelt‘s official address announcing the D-Day invasion
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When the Best Thing Is No Thing
Posted in Other, tagged #365Ways, #365Ways2022, #WildBirdOttawa, birds, home, Thoughts on June 5, 2022| Leave a Comment »
I woke to a robin.
First thing this morning, I glanced out the window and frowned. An odd little lump sat by the back tire of Mr Man’s car. My eyes aren’t great on the best of days and less so at 6:30 in the a.m., so I had to squint a little before I understood what I was seeing.
Juvenile robin. Not moving. Or… scratch that. Moving oddly.
Hop, shuffle, hop. Shuffle, hop, shuffle. Not going anywhere fast.
It looked like a wing problem, then I realized that it could be a leg problem and the wing was extended for balance.
I conducted a bit of research via the Ottawa Valley Wild Bird Care Centre, a great place that has been helping birds in the area for decades. They took in a mourning dove that hit our back window about a week after we moved in. (Turns out that spring sun renders the living room windows effectively transparent unless you add little stickers to the panes. The Center even gave us a number so we could track the bird’s progress. You’ll be happy to know that while it had a broken wing and pelvis, after months of treatment it recovered and was released with a flock of other doves. So it wouldn’t be lonely.)
Since we’re on the topic, here’s my related story about birds and window strikes: Things I Learned Today, or, Sometimes They Fly Away
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Fledgling birds, including robins, often find themselves out of the nest and still learning to fly. That is to be expected.
If you are unsure if a fledgling is being cared for by its parents, watch from a distance for at least two hours…
The Center was closed anyway so we waited. The bird moved a little, then a little more. The leg still looked odd, though, so we decided it might be time to try to coax it into a comfortable and well-ventilated box and go visit the doctor.
Um, no.
The bird’s wings were working just fine. It wasn’t flying very far but it was flying, and not at all interested in taking a ride to our friendly neighborhood wildlife rehabbers.
The activity was encouraging, actually. The robin flitted. It hopped. It hid under a giant bush. What to do?
Not much. Short a Wile E. Coyote-style net and lots of dramatic, stress-inducing flailing around, there weren’t a lot of alternatives. I edged a little dish of water under the bush and backed away.
We’ll keep an eye out for the bird and try again if it appears to be in distress, but for now, nothing more.
Sometimes there aren’t many options, and while I lean toward action, sometimes the best thing to do is nothing at all.
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