Single Malts - and other odd Musings

An Olive Fire - Robert Service (this is from April 2017)

 

An Olive Fire
An olive fire's a lovely thing;
Somehow it makes me think of Spring
As in my grate it over-spills
With dancing flames like daffodils.
They flirt and frolic, twist and twine,
The brassy fire-irons wink and shine. . . .
Leap gold, you flamelets! Laugh and sing:
An olive fire's a lovely thing.

An olive fire's a household shrine:
A crusty loaf, a jug of wine,
An apple and a chunk of cheese -
Oh I could be content with these.
But if my curse of oil is there,
To fry a fresh-caught fish, I swear
I do not envy any king,
As sitting by my hearth I sing:
An olive fire's a lovely thing.

When old and worn, of life I tire,
I'll sit before an olive fire,
And watch the feather ash like snow
As softly as a rose heart glow;
The tawny roots will loose their hoard
Of sunbeams centuries have stored,
And flames like yellow chicken's cheep,
Till in my heart Peace is so deep:
With hands prayer-clasped I sleep . . . and sleep.
I like a lot of modern poetry 'save for it's name - to me unrhymed words are prose so call it proemtry or some other word of choice - but those rules like rhyming and meter that set the bar to give a meaning to emotion of thought call forth skills that elude the finest thoughts of the unrhymed verse - so perhaps old and worn I tire

Top of Propane Tank Saga - Empty Nest


I never did positively identify the birds that built and familied this nest, but today it was empty.  Needless to say I was a bit worried about whether the hatchlings had matured enough to fly away or if a predator such as a snake had raided them.   Although not identified I knew they were smallish birds, wrens or such ilk, so I checked the photo dates from when I first saw and photographed the three white and brown spotted eggs (24Jun'19) and of course this photograph today (21Jul'19) - and making minor assumptions, such as I probably did not see and photograph the eggs the day they were laid, and looking at about six or more bits of information on from small bird eggs to leaving the nest and using a rough rule of thumb that the time range was 4 to 5 weeks in general, I decided YES they did mature and fly away.  (I like happy endings you can see!!)
 

Countries Perusing The Blog Recently - running update of 09Aug'19


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Portugal
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United  Kingdom
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A Few Countries Looking At The Blog Recently - running update of 20Jul'19


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Bulgaria
Brazil
Cambodia
Canada
Columbia
Estonia
Ecuador
France
Germany
Greece
India
Indonesia 
Japan
Kenya
Norway
Pakistan 
Poland
Portugal
Romania
Russia
Serbia
Singapore 
Spain
Thailand
Turkey
Ukraine
United  Kingdom
United States
Vietnam
??  Unknown Region ??

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Page Views Looking Good



Getting a nice number of page views today, not big time but still many hundreds of same - love it, NorvellHimself
 

Cooling Out By The Creek




 I usually do not post many people on the blog - basically because of face recognition Apps and invasion of privacy etc, unless I know that this is not a concern of any given individual - but today I saw this family of four - 2 children and 2 adults doing a family thing by the creek in North East - and did a view through the finder, while waiting in traffic, to check out the the detail, then only got these two shots that show the fun but not the faces too distinctly - Cheers to you guys and your lovely gathering.

Wood Chuck



Groundhog, Marmota monax, also known as woodchuck, is a terrestrial mammal described under the Order: Rodentia and Family: Sciuridae. They naturally range from Alaska through whole Canada towards Atlanta and other Central and Eastern States of the United States. They are a very important group of animals, being the largest sciurid member of North America with body weights ranging between two and four kilograms. Their body size is very conspicuous, with a length measuring more than half a metre. Groundhogs have a pair of short forelimbs, which are distinctive with thick and curved claws. Those claws are strong and useful to dig burrows to make themselves homes. The common name groundhog has been used to refer them because of their ground living behaviour. In fact, they have proven their excellent ability to make burrows with an average digging speed of more than 14 metres long at 1.5 metres under the ground level. These tunnels sometimes pose a great threat to large-scale buildings and agricultural lands; hence, the possibility of an economic damage would be high due to a habitation of groundhogs


A Few Countries Looking At The Blog Recently - running update of 19Jul'19



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Bulgaria
Brazil
Cambodia
Canada
Columbia
Estonia
Ecuador
France
Germany
Greece
India
Indonesia 
Japan
Kenya
Norway
Pakistan 
Poland
Portugal
Romania
Russia
Serbia
Singapore 
Spain
Thailand
Turkey
Ukraine
United  Kingdom
United States
Vietnam
??  Unknown Region ??

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Another Tiny Tick







After chainsawing the downed tree debris and showering, I noticed the tick on my wrist - even though I had been wearing gloves most of the time - the tweezers give some indication of just how small they can be in the early stages of their life

Red-spotted Purple, family Nymphalidae


thanks to a Michael Reisset (Geomancer) from Canada, when I did an online photo up-look - he described it so neatly that I was able to confirm my own Audubon Field Guide guess

Clean-up - III,







I worked today to fairly well have this section of back yard accessible for the riding mower - just need to move most of the oak, both the dry dead wood, and the green wood to the wood rick, in separate stackings for the winter.  I have been working away at the task a bit on odd days as it was an unappealing job with oak limbs and leaves all a jumble mixed in with the Elk Neck Pine that was a crappy mix of tangled limbs etc as left by the tree trimmers as per our pre-cutting agreement.  Today was in the low 90s in the shade and very humid with sweat running in rivulets from my head and arms - so a few small 4 to 8  foot limbs left to saw to stove length and the three or four piles of same to move to the wood rick.  But it is presentable and there is access for the riding mower to keep things in trim.  Many thanks to my son, Calum, for hauling unending piles of pine top limbs down in the back to compost away in a few years.


A Few Countries Looking At The Blog Recently - update 17Jul'19


in alphabetical order

 Austria
Bangladesh
Bulgaria
Brazil
Cambodia
Canada
Columbia
Estonia
Ecuador
France
Germany
Greece
India
Indonesia 
Japan
Poland
Portugal
Romania
Russia
Serbia
Spain
Thailand
Turkey
Ukraine
United  Kingdom
United States

I have decided to update this post every few days with countries that are looking at the blog that have not yet been mentioned - and also to show the latest update date in the Title

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