The beginning of wisdom, as the Chinese say, is calling things by their right names. (E. O. Wilson, as cited by Elizabeth J. Rosenthal, Birdwatcher: The Life of Roger Tory Peterson)

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Whack A Jagger to Pieces

January 29, 2010.  Friday.
Situation:  I have to work tonight, plus I have some other work to do beforehand, so I take Mway out about 1:30.
State of the Path:  The ground, the mud, the puddles in the path, bug land, in the maples, and elsewhere – everything is frozen solid.  But no sooner do I judge this to be so than I slip on some unfrozen mud on the path down by the creek.  Coming up to the clearing, a gray dead jagger sticks out in the path, and I whack it to pieces with my walking stick.
State of the Creek:  The creek is beginning to freeze, and the ice is in a variegated state – similar to what it was back -- I don’t remember when exactly now.   On the rocks, the ice is a crystallized lace work; along the banks, it tends to be a solid fuzzy white; in deeper areas, it is a transparent sheet showing brown water beneath, and thin enough to break through with my walking stick.
The Fetch:  Up in the clearing, Mway seems very eager to fetch stick, but she only fetches it three times.  Maybe she feels it is too early for her “real” afternoon walk, but this is the only one she’s going to get from me today.  I note that the weird fungi on the stick on the ground is deteriorating, or maybe it’s just crumbling apart from Mway carelessly stepping on it as she focuses fully on her fetching stick.

3 comments:

sisyphus gregor said...

What about, say, Samuel Beckett? His books occupy a pretty large space on my shelves.

Anonymous said...

Beckett – the anti-Joyce, the Joyce who couldn’t. He has some talent. I appreciate his fondness of mud, and the character of Lucky is endearing. But his account of the famished dogs (Kate and Cis are two that are mentioned) conscripted by the twin dwarfs Art and Con to eat the remains of Mr Knott’s food – it’s just too mechanical. M.

sisyphus gregor said...

Scott Bakula
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Scott Bakula

Bakula stands at the Hamilton Benefit on May 10, 2005.
Born Scott Stewart Bakula
October 9, 1954 (age 56)
St. Louis, Missouri, U.S.

Occupation Actor
Years active 1983–present
Spouse Krista Neumann (1981–1995)
Chelsea Field (1996–present)

Scott Stewart Bakula (pronounced /ˈbækjʊlə/; born October 9, 1954) is an American actor, known for his role as Sam Beckett in the television series Quantum Leap, for which he won the Golden Globe Award for Best Actor – Television Series Drama in 1991 and was nominated for four Emmy Awards.