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We went for our customary backyard walk this morning and Shizandra was sniffing everything, then she started digging a hole, like there was something very interesting under the ground. Then she plopped herself down and put her paws in the hole. It seemed like she had a purpose for all this. I'm still trying to figure it out!
More from a series on the demolition of the downtown parking ramp, an eyesore that has covered Rock River for the last 40 years.
A female digs out a hollow in the stream bed for the next generation.
Every year I visit Eagle Creek to witness the cycle of life and the end of the journeys of salmon to the Columbia Gorge, a journey we must all make in our own ways to our own final destinations. This year is no different, despite the changes in climate and the burnt slopes of Eagle Creek, Coho Salmon and other salmon return to their natal stream. The journey is difficult, and most don’t make it. Natural predators with jaws agape and humans with nets and hooks await in the open ocean and later in the river and along streams. They fight their way past dams and natural obstacles. Warming waters invite fungus and disease to eat away at their flesh. Those that are lucky enough to reach their destination, spend all their remaining energy to create a new generation and provide their best for its survival. All the while they are slowly dying and decaying while still alive.
Females dig depressions, called redds, on the stream beds to catch their eggs. The reds are carefully selected where stream flow is swift enough to provide adequate oxygen but not so swift that eggs wash away. Females become battered, especially their tails and fins as they arrange and tumble rocks with their tails. Males undergo even more physical changes than the females, dramatically turning color to a brilliant red, and they develop a hooked snout with pointed teeth. When it is time to mate, the male gently swims under the female, caresses her underside, causing her to eject her eggs, which settle between the rocks and pebbles that have been cleared of algae and loose debris, he then swims over the eggs and fertilizes them. They repeat this act over and over, and together they protect their redd from predators until they become too weak and then die. The male also does his best to keep competing males away as well.
Littering the stream are the bodies of those who came before them. In death they provide nourishment to the fry when they hatch, and nourish other creatures in the stream, in that way they live on. I wonder if the salmon see their fate in the bodies of those scattered along the stream and on shore, even on branches and rocks caught in place as the stream receded between rainstorms.
Concerning for me was the lack of fish this year, along with the lack of water. I hope that soon more sustaining rains will come providing easier access to this section of stream and beyond. For now, their travel is limited. Then hopefully there will be more fish, for all our sakes. All life is linked together.
If I've said it once then I've said it a thousand times - I love debut novels from emerging writers - and just lately I seem to have had an affinity with Welsh-based ones. First, although not from an emerging writer of course, there was Caradog Prichard's most excellent One Moonlit Night (Canongate Books). Then there was Jayne Joso's superb Soothing Music for Stray Cats (Alcemi) - which embarrassingly I've still to write up my final super-positive afterthoughts on *blush*. And now there is the possibility of a third in the form of Twenty Thousand Saints by Fflur Dafydd (Alcemi).
Twenty Thousand Saints isn't Dafydd's first novel, but it is her first to be published in English. Currently lecturing in the English Department at Swansea University, and with an MA in Creative Writing from UEA, and a PhD on the poetry of R.S. Thomas from the University of Wales, Dafydd's literary credentials speak for themselves. But if that's not reason enough to make one want to dive into her debut English novel, then maybe the cover blurb will be:
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Archaeologist Deian returns to Bardsey, the island of his childhood, where his mother disappeared without a trace. Sister Viv, closet heretic and host of the annual conference of hermits, has erected a gold plaque in her memory, declaring her unofficial sainthood. Meanwhile, documentary-maker Leri is keen to portray the island's inhabitants as anything but saintly, pursuing a story that has less to do with birds and saints' bones than with real bloodshed. A mystery about excavation - spiritual, linguistic, filmic and sexual.
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Well that certainly sounds like a compelling storyline to me (can you see now why I've presented the book in a freshly-trowelled hole?), but there's yet another reason to pick up Twenty Thousand Saints. And that's because this is the novel that also won Fflur Daffyd the Oxfam Hay Emerging Writer of the Year award earlier this year. Hay Festival director Peter Florence hails Twenty Thousand Saints as being 'the most compelling novel [he's] read in years; a love story, a thriller, and a profound mediation on language and identity.'
Is there any end to the praise for Dafydd's novel? Well almost. The final thing I'm going to say is that Twenty Thousand Saints publisher, Alcemi, have also submitted the novel as its October nomination for the People's Book Prize (an award which is nominated by the readers themselves). Currently it's sitting in top position for the month.
I've personally scheduled my read through of Twenty Thousand Saints for mid-December, so I'll be back round about then to talk about it more. Meanwhile take a look at the product page for the novel on the Alcemi website, and I also urge you to drop by Fflur Daffyd's website, where you can see for yourself just how sickeningly good she seems to be at everything. Yep she's even a renowned singer-songwriter too....*sigh* :)
Alcemi | October 2009 | £9.99 | PAPERBACK | 255 PP | ISBN: 9780955527227
Haven't had any time to sort out any "recent" shots from my archives so I've decided to clear some older stuff up that's been lurking since 2009.
First up will be a series of uploads from the Yorkshire Sculpture Park, taken back when they didn't try ax extort vast sums of money from you for walking around a field.
Digging new post holes for the new fence as i was taking pics as i was going along (as you do for FB) i liked how my spade looked so as i was a real camera in my hand and not a phone i did a fancy mud pic...
January 2014
On 7th January 17 people started digging on the site next to Carter's House at the entrance to the Valley of the Kings. They are involved in the important task of preserving the tombs in the Theban Necropolis. An exact facsimile of the tomb of Tutankhamun will open to visitors next spring.
The project has been funded by Factum Foundation.
More information: goo.gl/Eb6M29
File name: 08_06_033990
Title: Digging out auto
Creator/Contributor: Jones, Leslie, 1886-1967 (photographer)
Date created: 1939 (approximate)
Physical description: 1 negative : film, black & white; 4 x 5 in.
Genre: Film negatives
Subject: Snow removal; Blizzards; Automobiles; Boston (Mass.)
Notes: Title and date from information provided by Leslie Jones or the Boston Public Library on the negative or negative sleeve.
Collection: Leslie Jones Collection
Location: Boston Public Library, Print Department
Rights: Copyright Leslie Jones.
Preferred credit: Courtesy of the Boston Public Library, Leslie Jones Collection.
Here are some b/w film images I took years ago.
Here a large steel mill loader digs out the slag that has been poured off the electric arc furnace. I love the "2Hot-4U" license plate, lol.
Canon T50 with Legacy Pro 400 film (generic Fuji Neopan) and a 50mm Canon FD f/1.8 lens. I do all my own b/w development and scanning.
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On Saturday, July 16th Ben & Jerry's teamed up with Flavorpill to host a street party on North 6th Street between Berry and Wythe in Brooklyn, New York. Hundreds of volunteers showed up to help beautify the area with plants, flowers, benches and trash pick-up. Volunteers were also treated to live music by DJ Spooky and of course, FREE ice cream!
A sailboat washed ashore on Fire Island at the Water Island beach.
For background info: www.eastbayri.com/detail/128996.html
Frank was taking time from his schedule to dig up all the pecans that squirrels buried in the backyard.
Plus this photo shows Frank's coat - which is hard to photograph (being it is many shades of brown/tan) unless the lighting is just right.
i was taking a break from digging out my truck ( see oops photo ). we ended up camping here over nite.
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Middlebury Girl Scouts Put Butterfly Houses in Park - 9-18-2020. Just the first step of revitalizing Hermance Park in Bristol, Indiana, the Middlebury Girl Scouts Troop 00377 chose to pursue their Bronze award project in the park. Bronze is the highest award a 4 or 5th grade girl can earn. 10 of these 13 girls have been together in scouts since 1st grade and have all grown into great friends and sisters. They finished the award by building butterfly houses and hanging them in Hermance Park on Friday evening, Sept. 18, 2020.Their Butterfly houses were painted in bright colors along with Images of flowers or simple designs in a combination of bright colors to attract the butterfly’s attention. Four houses each were mounted on a 3 different poles in the park. Butterfly houses provide a convenient area for butterflies to find shelter from the elements and to hide from hungry predators. Park Board member Linda Powell donated a bucket of milkweed seeds for the girls to scatter as as an attraction for the butterflies. With the guidance of adult volunteers, like Jill Swartz and the Duran Family, Girl Scouts earn badges, explore the outdoors, attend fun events and field trips, and participate in the Girl Scout cookie program.
Tormod and his nephew Uilleam had gone to the meadow to dig the mid-season potatoes. It wasn’t the best crop they had grown, but young Uilleam seemed to be enjoying the opportunity to be playing in the fresh dirt.
Tunisian-Spiced Leg of Lamb. I overcooked it just a little. I used half a leg and could have taken 20 minutes off the spin time.
In the center of the city (Zhifu) at another construction site a man digs a trench, whilst his "co-worker' sits in the background
Spent the day chiselling chunks of wayward concrete from beneath the fence, chopping up the cement base exposed when the flags were lifted, gathering up the gravel from the troughs either side of the garden and digging soil that backs up against the breeze block pen.
It's donkey work, but it will open things up. The garden is shaping up nicely.