I’ve been feeling rather desperate the last few days, trying to quickly write a paper on a difficult, technical subject about which I know very little (on a priority, for those of you to whom that means anything). I handed the paper in a few hours ago. It is an exemplar of BS. I think it might be bad enough that its existence calls into question the Augustinian idea of badness as lack of being.
But there were a few brighter spots in the day. Last spring I became increasingly annoyed with my inability to ever find a White-crowned Sparrow, while all the other birders in Ithaca were constantly talking about seeing them. I never did see one last year. But this morning there was a lively, rather dapper-looking one at our feeder. He probably won’t stay around for long, though, since they only travel through here on their way to the Canadian tundra. But I got my sighting!
I’m not sure that this counts as a bright spot, but while walking back to my car from campus a squirrel threw a chunk of bark or something at me and hit me squarely in the head. The audacity!
On the drive home, I went by the field rented by Cornell Garden Plots. It was freshly worked and had just been staked to mark plot locations. It’s about time. It looks like tomorrow is supposed to be a beautiful day, so I shall be out gardening as soon as I’m done teaching my last section of the year.
Sydney
Alan Schmierer
My gardening shoes arrive tomorrow . . . probably just after we head out to garden 🙂 I’ve been very into gardening prep this year, also ordering big tubs in which to haul stuff to and from the garden. I don’t want to have to use my hat to haul produce this year!
For those of you who think I will never make a gardener, perhaps with comments like the one above in mind, I’ll have you know that I was so restless today, hoping to get out and enjoy the nice day, that I re-potted two of our windowsill plants, just for an excuse to be out and in the lovely day. It felt great!