Call me a nerd, but I thought this was pretty cool when I saw this on www.npr.org!
Wildflower Thought Extinct Rediscovered in Calif.
Scott Hein/Save Mount Diablo. The Mount Diablo buckwheat (Eriogonom truncatum), last seen in 1936 and presumed extinct.
Day to Day, May 26, 2005 ยท Naturalists have rediscovered a tiny, pink wildflower that had been considered extinct for nearly 70 years. A Mount Diablo buckwheat flower was recently found by a University of California graduate student in a California state park.
There's a bird that has been called "the Lord God bird" that was believed to be extinct. Apparently the bird hasn't been spotted in over 60 yrs and folks had asked for it's name to be removed from the "endangered" list to the "extinct" list. I heard a segment on NPR about it and heard the people talking about the bird as if they had seen a miracle from heaven. I guess they did. It made me think about how little we do think about the "ordinary" miracles of the day. I am no expert, but I have done a little bird watching in my time (shows you what a nerd I really am). I've done some eagle spotting before and have tried to learn the different species of birds from a book and learn to identify a few. But, listening to these experts talk of the miracle of spotting this bird was pretty cool, I must say. We don't care much about our earth or what's on it. We don't care if a bird that has been around for thousands of years drops off the earth forever. We are just worried about ourselves, for the most part. And sometimes, the reality of that can hit you in the face and make you ashamed for being a human being.
I do feel a bit sorry for the rare bird, which is an ivory billed woodpecker. Apparently, the bird is quite shy and prefers the woods (as one might expect of a woodpecker). I can't help but think of how I bet that one woodpecker that got caught by the mere humans must be the village idiot of the ivory billed woodpeckers now. That one bird has fucked up their privacy and their whole world. now, folks will be following them around with cameras and trying to sneak pictures of their every move. The poor dorky bird will likely be known by the flock as the eve who ate of the tree, or the judas who betrayed their own kind. Well, I am glad that the bird is not extinct. I hope they can get back to enjoying their quiet lives in the woods and are undisturbed by us humans.
Sometimes, being a rarely seen bird seems like a good thing to be, doesn't it?
I have wondered several times why the Jerry Falwells of the world haven't noticed an obviously gay female cartoon character named Kim Possible. I mean, come on, she's wearing green cargo pants, and she has a side kick who is a "naked mole rat" which looks an awful lot like a "shaved beaver." I don't know, maybe it's the gay male characters they are all worried about, but they might want to watch this suspicous looking cartoon character lest she be out to change the world!
I'm so tired I may just collapse at any moment. I've been spending the last two days in my parent's house cleaning their clutter. It makes you want to throw away everything you have and just keep it simple when you see a real hoarder in the works. I know I have some issues with clutter, so it is scary to think I might turn into my parents and become so fearful of letting go of "things." I really doubt I could ever become that bad, because it seems to sad and unbalanced and depressing and stressful to live like that. I would hate myself and hate life if I got to the point they are at. God bless them, I know it took years to get here, but they have got one heck of a mess in their house. Me and my 2 siblings have dedicated this weekend to trying to get a hold on this situation. It is a sacrifice, let me tell you. I would much rather be with my grrl at home or wherever we may be, just as long as I was with my grrl. We have a wonderful relationship, one that is far beyond any I've ever known, in every way. I'm lucky and I know it. We have such a powerful connection, a psychic level, an intellectual level, a physical level and a heart level that makes us such a good combination and a strong couple that sometimes it is amazing to think about. I like to remind myself of that often to truly appreciate what we have. So, I've done that this weekend while driving to the dump with a truck load of trash from my parents house. I do that now, as my partner has gone to a funeral and I'm home with the kids. I did it as we both lay in bed last night struggling for sleep and feeling the warmth of her body and love, so damn cuddly beside me. There is no better place in the whole world than our bed. It's wild, it's warm, it's safe, it's comfortable, it's home, it's sexy, it's peaceful, it's the way I love to spend my time the most.
Sometimes I think I need to move somewhere where there are winters that are really winters. Mainly because the damn mosquitos love my skin and blood. I am like a glue trap and magnet for biting insects. I hate that because I enjoy the great outdoors. I don't really like the sticky feel of insect spray, but what's a girl to do? I enjoy digging around in my flower beds about as good as anything. It's such a stress reliever to dig around in the dirt and enjoy the beauty of nature and the flowers that you help arrange and grow. I really love flower gardening. I've always been much better with flower beds than containers. But I love it all. Sometimes when I've had a stressful day and I'm driving around and see someone working as a landscaper, digging around in a flower bed, I envy them and think maybe I could really enjoy that if it would pay the bills.
These have been random thoughts, as the title suggests. I haven't written in awhile and just felt the need to just say whatever came to mind as I typed. Nothing to write home about, but then, I'm not here for anyone but me. And it was just what I needed. I'm not here for a debate or to win any contest, I'm just here to say what I want or need to say.
