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That sculpture is called The Wish Hounds. It's in Croft Wood, Swindon, Sussex. Lou Hamilton is the sculptor. There's some interesting information about it at:
http://www.geograph.org.uk/photo/1373949
When I put it up I didn't realize that Wish Hounds were scary creatures of Sussex legend. I thought of them as aspirational dogs, and I'll probably go on thinking of them that way.
Incidentally, if you mouse over most of the illustrations on this blog, text will come up. Sometimes it just says who took the photo and what the licensing is, and sometimes I feel compelled to add a snarky remark.
That'll make things a little less enigmatic, which may or may not be good....
Old, deaf, busy, important
Tag the Destroyer has a new bad habit. He goes to the side yard and barks. Bark bark bark bark. Pause. Bark bark bark bark. Pause. Bark bark bark bark. It's a strange pattern. He ignores our cries of rage and despair. Tag's getting deaf. He no longer barks at the loathsome package delivery truc...
It's seriously catchy.
Dinosaur sins
It was morning. My spouse was dressing for the day. I was reading in bed, working through Kenneth Miller's Finding Darwin's God: A Scientist's Search for Common Ground Between God and Evolution. “This is an interesting bar graph,” I said. “It shows a bunch of major living groups through time, and...
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Mar 15, 2010
Not mockerous enough? But maybe it was my fault. Not everyone can do the "when a daddy and mommy treeshrew love each other very much..." conversation in public, and I was standing around in what may have been a visibly negative manner. How could they know that my dark thoughts had to do with inadequate signage?
Like furry spoons
There were two northern treeshrews in a glass-fronted cage in the National Museum in Washington, DC. The female scampered along a tangle of branches, up, down, over, under, back, up, over, down, over, down, etc. I was busy myself, leaning on a wall and sneering at the sign. It identified the tre...
I don't know, but it's really true.
Maybe because museums and zoos are thought to be Educational For the Kids and we read to kids? Maybe because we are subconsciously resentful that we know so little about birds and beasts that we feel compelled to show that at least we can read? Maybe because we, hmmm, are filled with a vague desire to communicate when we behold these creatures, and we displace that into conversation with the exhibit by means of reading?
Got me.
Like furry spoons
There were two northern treeshrews in a glass-fronted cage in the National Museum in Washington, DC. The female scampered along a tangle of branches, up, down, over, under, back, up, over, down, over, down, etc. I was busy myself, leaning on a wall and sneering at the sign. It identified the tre...
Like a bullet with your name on it, tied up in moire ribbon.
Nature is greenish in mandible and tarsus
In turbulent times, I may turn to the garden for solace and calm, as on a recent afternoon. Fondly I gazed on the gigantic rose bush. (An old Cecile Brunner, with small fragrant flowers: it needs no fertilizer, no insecticides, no watering; it simply goes about growing, blooming, and taking over...
I thought about drawing the parallel, but I wanted to keep it short...
Where did I get this bracelet? It's a long story.
Curiosity killed the cat. I never heard exactly how. But The History of Borough Fen Decoy, written by Tony Cook & R.E.M. Pilcher, explains how curiosity killed a lot of ducks. With the help of some dogs. A decoy, in this sense, is not a fake duck meant to encourage real ducks to fly down and jo...
Portuguese water dingo? Staffordshire bull dingo? Pekeadingo? Dingoranian!
I certainly hope you brought enough for everybody
Long long ago, people brought dingoes to Fraser Island, a big sand island off eastern Australia. The dingoes went wild and self-supporting. Nowadays, dingoes in most of Australia have had the chance to breed with more recently imported dogs. (Don't get silly. I do not speak of the dingopoo, the ...
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