Today is a rainy, cloudy, windy day. Despite that, a crew of two was here to install our new gutters. Now I need to go and buy some splash blocks before we get any serious rain. But first, let me bring you up to date on a couple of items. One is good news, the other, not.
rose-breasted grosbeak at feeder
Photo by J. Harrington
The local bird population is out in force. At or around the feeders I've see, thus far:
- rose-breasted grosbeaks
- an oriole
- a blue bird
- a hummingbird (male, ruby throated)
bees at U of M hives
Photo by J. Harrington
I'm thinking we need to enjoy the birds and the bees while we still have the chance. Our Minnesota government, to use the term loosely, is in the process of passing legislation to label "pollinator friendly" plants that may have been treated with insecticides that would be considered "friendly" as long as a pollinator doesn't drop dead after one sip of nectar or single load of pollen. So, for one to be a responsible consumer and keep our economy humming, we now have to accept being subject to misinformation campaigns. This seems like an opportunity for right-thinking folks to respond by starting our own on-line list of truly pollinator-friendly sources and tracking pollinator friendly (and unfriendly) legislators. After all, we're now living in the country with the best government money can buy, in a state that allows some mining dischargers to go 23 years or more on an expired water quality permit, with no ending in sight. I wonder if we could raise enough crowd-sourced funding for a citizen's lawsuit to push that issue along. Does that seem reasonable? It's got to be as important as getting a CD produced or a book published, isn't it, and it's probably more reasonable than starting a local chapter of the Monkey Wrench Gang.
This is what he dreams of:a map of burned land,a mound of dirtin the early century’s winter.
A map of burned land?A country is razedin the early century’s winter.And God descends.
A country is raisedbecause of industry.And God descends,messengers rush inside
because of industry,in spite of diplomats.Messengers rush insideto haunt the darkened aisles.
In spite of diplomats,the witnesses know wellto haunt the darkened aisles,experimentally—
the witnesses know wellthat ushers dressed in blackexperimentallylurk by the cushioned seats.
That ushers dress in blackshould tell you something:lurking by the cushioned seats,the saved and the terrible.
I should tell you something:this is what he dreams of,the saved and the terrible—a mound of dirt.
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Please be kind to each other while you can.