Wednesday, December 23, 2020

Tuesday, December 22, 2020

Belated Post ( 1 year and 357 days late )

Merry 2018! 
Happy 2019! xox Daisy 

Thursday, January 18, 2018


2017>  2018

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Last Meal

I was walking up carmine street returning from the post office clutching my packet of mail.  A pigeon was lying on its back in the middle of the sidewalk. Pedestrians walked on by. I stopped to look down and noticed a puncture near its breast bone just under its wing. Yellow granules were spilling out from the hole. Then I saw it slowly move - pulling its legs inward and slightly rolling. I realize now that I’d probably witnessed its death throe - but at the time I just needed to move it somewhere safe so it might die in peace without having someone step on it or kick it to the curb. So I pushed it carefully onto a magazine from my packet of mail and I brought it home and laid it in the ivy in my back yard. I wrapped it gently in a paper towel but I never saw it move again. More yellow pellets (like cracked corn) had spilled from its breast. I’d heard that pigeons that gorge on uncooked rice can expire from the expansion of the rice in their stomach. A quick online search dismissed this as urban legend and revealed that the wound had probably entered the pigeon’s crop where it stores food. So while it was likely that the chest puncture was the fatal fact and not overfeeding - I had trouble falling asleep that night. I couldn’t reconcile the flesh and blood creature packed with dry grains oddly reminiscent of a torn stuffed animal from childhood. 

Monday, June 16, 2014


Steve Cutts (animation titled, "MAN" looking at man's relationship with the natural world).

Thursday, May 2, 2013

Andrew Molera State Park