Dear Reader, Let us have some fun while discussing important things. Jack
I can tell you from experience—
And I’ll just pause right here to let you know in advance (for those who’d rather have a heads-up about this sort of thing) that I’m pausing right here to launch into a little demonstration that I hope will set the stage for the point I’ll make eventually in this ever-lengthening short article—which I hope you will opine at length to be brilliant—the point, that is, and not the article itself—although writing a brilliant article is always a nice accomplishment if you can manage it, I believe—
As he heads to the barn The evening sun dips down Beneath the western clouds For one last look at the day And washes warm where he may Across the uncluttered earth Casting long those evening shadows Beyond the obstinate things That refuse to clear the way.
I am dissatisfied with how my life is turning out regarding my involvement in the nature of this planet. I do little more outdoors than to walk for my health most everyday—mostly in a local cemetery in Laurel, MT, which is quiet and beautiful. And so I have decided to study the flora and fauna I see there. I decided to create this page in order to store what I have learned about what I have identified. This is a work in progress. I do not have a very good camera, so most of these photos are borrowed, and are linked back to their origins in the captions.
I saw a snake— Quite a large one, actually— And some days afterward, When most of the excitement had subsided, I realized in my quieter moments That I had begun to feel as if, By appearing to me unannounced as it had, The thing had done me wrong, And owes me an apology.
But I try to be fair about these things, And I should tell you that After ample consideration, I have not yet imagined a way By which the thing Might have broken it to me gently That it was there.