This should really be two separate blogs. The bird one comes first, and then there should be a clothesline one after, but I don't want to submit two blogs in one day. I do have a life.
So far this summer we have had two head-on collisions with hawks on the highway. Nobody was killed, except of course the hawks, but it was scary for a moment there. We thought we were going to have the first bird on our lap. There must just be a lot more hawks around than usual.
Incidentally, I was listening to a talk recently by a Science teacher, who said he knows of a group of educators that did a study on the seven most commonly used science texts in the States, to see how many errors there might be. By the time they were done their study, they had accumulated enough errors to fill a 500-page report. (The Science teacher was Dr. J. Wile, author of the Apologia curriculum) One of the errors he heard about was that in one text it stated that every year, 10,000 species of animals were annihilated by humans in one way or another. He said "How many species can there be left in the world?" He said in actual fact that only one species dies out a year, and mostly for natural reasons. Nobody is created to live forever on this earth.
Blog #2
I was hanging my clothes out on the line yesterday and thinking to myself"I wonder if, years from now, people will long for the days when they used to hang all their clothes out on the line." It seems like a nice leisurely activity, as opposed to the rush, rush, rush, of modern life. However, it was so windy yesterday that I couldn't get my t-shirt to stay on the line - not with any number of clothespins - so eventually I gave up and went inside.
My father-in-law claims that a neighbour theirs used to get up really early in the morning to hang all her laundry out on the line, so that she could be the first to have hers out. I guess she thought other people would assume she had been washing since 4:00. I should mention that this laundry was not washed yet. I don't know if it's true or not, but it makes a good blog.
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I used to love hanging clothes outside. They smell so nice after. That all ended years ago when the neighborhood kids, including some of my own, were playing Tarzan on it and broke it.
Mark and Elena had a bat flying around in their house in the night last summer, and they figure it probably came in on the laundry. One of the hazards of the "simple life!"
Well at 10,000 species a year, those bats don't stand much of a chance.
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