First of all, that footage is *wild*! I can’t believe you captured that. Are you a fan of P.G. Wodehouse and if so, have you ever read Jeeves and the Impending Doom?
“I suppose the conversation can’t be said to have touched a frightfully high level up to this moment; but probably we should have got a good deal brainier very shortly—only just then, at the very instant when I was getting ready to say something good, there was a hissing noise like a tyre bursting in a nest of cobras, and out of the bushes to my left there popped something so large and white and active that, thinking quicker than I have ever done in my puff, I rose like a rocketing pheasant, and, before I knew what I was doing, had begun to climb for life. Something slapped against the wall about an inch below my right ankle, and any doubts I may have had about remaining below vanished. The lad who bore ’mid snow and ice the banner with the strange device “Excelsior!” was the model for Bertram.”
Second, I’m happy for you that there have been times in your life when a 50 gallon drum of cheesy puffs was not required, as I’m not sure I’ve ever experienced such peace.
I have not read that one! I have only read a few of the books, I tend to forget that I've read The Mating Game and read it over and over. Gussie and his newts! The cow creamer! Spode! I'm reading Death Comes for the Archbishop by Willa Cather now but Wodehouse next. I've got an omnibus to crack open.
I'm fond of Costco cheese bricks and their tubs of salted nuts. For a while my car was full of their trail mix packets, cached all over like a squirrel had taken residence...
Oh I meant to read Death Comes for the Archbishop! How do you like it? Maybe I’ll put it on the list next. And it’s always helpful to find little stashes of trail mix now & again.
Love this recap. So interesting about the swans! Our daughter got attacked by one while she was swimming in the nearby lake when she was about six that has since become family lore, but it sounds like we should have been a little more worried about the whole situation. Yikes.
I too want to be a "for real" birder. It seems like such a good antidote to all that ails us. I keep saying it will be a hobby once the kids are out of the house, but that seems silly. Thanks for heads up about the other birding goodies.
First of all, that footage is *wild*! I can’t believe you captured that. Are you a fan of P.G. Wodehouse and if so, have you ever read Jeeves and the Impending Doom?
https://standardebooks.org/ebooks/p-g-wodehouse/jeeves-stories/text/jeeves-and-the-impending-doom
Your footage reminds me of this passage:
“I suppose the conversation can’t be said to have touched a frightfully high level up to this moment; but probably we should have got a good deal brainier very shortly—only just then, at the very instant when I was getting ready to say something good, there was a hissing noise like a tyre bursting in a nest of cobras, and out of the bushes to my left there popped something so large and white and active that, thinking quicker than I have ever done in my puff, I rose like a rocketing pheasant, and, before I knew what I was doing, had begun to climb for life. Something slapped against the wall about an inch below my right ankle, and any doubts I may have had about remaining below vanished. The lad who bore ’mid snow and ice the banner with the strange device “Excelsior!” was the model for Bertram.”
Second, I’m happy for you that there have been times in your life when a 50 gallon drum of cheesy puffs was not required, as I’m not sure I’ve ever experienced such peace.
I have not read that one! I have only read a few of the books, I tend to forget that I've read The Mating Game and read it over and over. Gussie and his newts! The cow creamer! Spode! I'm reading Death Comes for the Archbishop by Willa Cather now but Wodehouse next. I've got an omnibus to crack open.
I'm fond of Costco cheese bricks and their tubs of salted nuts. For a while my car was full of their trail mix packets, cached all over like a squirrel had taken residence...
Oh I meant to read Death Comes for the Archbishop! How do you like it? Maybe I’ll put it on the list next. And it’s always helpful to find little stashes of trail mix now & again.
Love this recap. So interesting about the swans! Our daughter got attacked by one while she was swimming in the nearby lake when she was about six that has since become family lore, but it sounds like we should have been a little more worried about the whole situation. Yikes.
I too want to be a "for real" birder. It seems like such a good antidote to all that ails us. I keep saying it will be a hobby once the kids are out of the house, but that seems silly. Thanks for heads up about the other birding goodies.
I'm glad she's okay! Swans are terrifying. The dolphins of the bird world... they look so friendly, yet can be so dangerous...