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Most of us have heard the tale of the frog in boiling water. If you try to put a frog in boiling water, it will hop out, but if you place it in the water and heat it slowly, it will sit and cook to death. The Republican party has...
Remember when kids online were swallowing spoonfuls of cinnamon and setting their genitals on fire for likes and clicks? Adults like me would shake their heads, sigh, and be thankful to be a boomer because we just licked frogs and ran naked through mud-filled parks on acid trips. Those terror-filled...
Twitter is dragging Jonathan Turley because of attributing a Rousseau quote to the Reign of Terror, but more likely because they mistook him for Jeffrey Toobin. That’s the nature of conservative culture war, making class warfare a struggle more transcendent and less applicable in times of right-wing insurrection. x Since philosopher Jean...
Hi, Hoomans! The last couple of months have been a whirl! All I remember is waking up really horny and cold in the middle of January. “Hey,” I thought to my self, I remember these ponds from before.” At dusk, I heard a dozen male chorus frogs making their crude and...
Hard rains just swept across NW Oregon and vicinity. The creeks climbed their banks. I watch Rock Creek, and its tributaries that flow through Bethany Lake, ten miles west of Portland Oregon. Upstream of Bethany Lake, a half mile wide grassy meadow has transformed into a nicely braided creek with...
For six years, tadpoles have morphed into tiny chorus frogs in my backyard ponds. But once they’ve turned into frogs I seldom see them again. For the first few days into July, I find them near their birth ponds. Their default move is to hop back into the water for...
“Oyez! The Summer Session of Frog Court is called to order, Judge Jeramiah Bullfrog presiding,” honked the Bailiff, who was a Canadian goose. In strode two robed judges, who were six foot tall bullfrogs, trying to walk on two legs, but instead hopping from foot to foot. The third bullfrog...
I’m Red Woodman, Senior Investigator for what we call the “Frog Court.” If I can just get through today, I can retire with a pension. But a whole bunch of new cases just hit my in-basket and I came to work to find a guy sobbing over a couple of baby...
But of course the damsel flies are not really drinking; they are laying eggs. They contort on the edge of a lily pad with their abdomen curved into the water seemingly under the lip of the pad. It’s called ovipositing. I’d seen lots of damselflies joining at the end of their...
I am so happy to walk into the back yard and have fledgling birds whirring about, clumsily. New life! I put extra food on the ground for the dummies. Some birds I know. Some I don’t. Colors are vague. Here’s a couple I don’t know. One seems to interact with...
I’m just an old race horse out to pasture, pawing the ground when the race track bugle sounds. I still read the local public notices about developments, reflecting back on 40 years of environmental challenges, wishing someone was doing some more challenging. And then something happened. I am terrible at this...
There’s so much unhingery packed into this CNN story on Trump’s phone calls with foreign leaders that choosing among the outrages is kind of like picking your favorite Egyptian plague. Want a shower of frogs? Fire ‘n’ hailstones? Locusts? They’re all here, and then some. So let’s start with this...
I reached for the grimy tumbler. It was empty. Not even any ice. I reached for the whiskey bottle. It was empty too. This was the night the bottle let me down, and a savagely bright dawn poured through the dirty windows in my Private Investigator’s office. I stared at...
Because Donald Trump is the angel of death, people are dying in numbers that would have been inconceivable just a few short months ago. We’re rapidly approaching 100,000 officially reported coronavirus-related deaths in the U.S., and Donald Trump thinks it’s time to reopen our churches, ostensibly so people can thank...
This video of professional ventriloquist Donald Trump doing that thing where he talks out of his rectum and makes it look like it’s coming from his mouth costars Dr. Deborah Birx, Dr. Anthony Fauci, Chris Christie, Paul Ryan, Melania Trump, Shinzo Abe, Buzz Aldrin, Emmanuel Macron, Queen Elizabeth II, Nancy...
“Oyez, I call Frog Court into session,” rumbled Chief Justice Jeremiah, himself a very large bullfrog. “Bailiff, read the opening Declaration.” The impossibly tall Bailiff stood and began reading: “In accordance with resolution of a civil suit involving a Reagan cabinet member and prescription drugs, The Department of Fish and Wildlife...
These frog eggs sacs presented a vivid image within a few dys of the mating. Shingy white eggs quivered, suspended in a light green jello. Less than one month later, dense algae has covered these once jelly-clear egg sacs. Pond scum’s weight has dragged the sacs to the pond’s bottom. This...
Wait. You mean there are actually times when he’s not drunk? I’d think you could pull him over at any given moment and charge him with some form of intoxication. So, anyway, right-wing Mallo-Nut Bar Alex Jones was arrested early Tuesday morning for driving under the influence. The Daily Beast:...
Although evening temperatures skirt 32 F, the native Chorus Frogs of NW Oregon continue to meet and mate. I spotted an single egg sac with 20 eggs two weeks ago, but now I can see 30 egg sacs, some containing 50 or more eggs. The male and female frogs must...
On February 3, 2020, several chorus frogs assembled around my back yard ponds and began singing, successfully, for mates. I dug out these ponds six years ago and frogs began breeding in them immediately. The frog’s numbers have increased every year for the last six years. A few outlier chorus frogs...
We skedaddled out of Panama City heading kind of north on highway 2. But the paved road turned to dirt after 150 miles. By then we were as far south as you can go in the Northern Hemisphere. We’d driven to the tip of Panama’s southernmost peninsula. You could drive...
The Tualatin Valley of Northwest Oregon forms a shallow bowl, about 50 miles in diameter, with 1000-2000 foot tall eroded volcanoes walling in the lowlands, separating the region from the Coast and the Columbia River. I used to work near Banks, Oregon, and the vast acreages of of flooded croplands...
I began tracking the migrations of the Great Egret (ardea alba), when I worked at a golf course near Banks in NW Oregon. An Egret would migrate to the golf course ponds every late Fall, leaving the frozen ponds of eastern Oregon behind for the season. Egrets (and herons) are...
A year ago, I attempted to resurrect a handful of lotus seeds, that had sat, forgotten, on a high shelf, for almost 20 years. I dutifully roughed up one corner of the seed with 30 grit sandpaper, to expose the tip that would germinate, like YouTube told me to. I...
I was at my local hipster coffee shop, where I was calling several members of the Deep State. Our plan for world domination completely hinges on getting people to say “Happy Holidays,” but Donald thwarts us at every turn. People now say “Merry Christmas” to me, completely on Trump’s orders, just...
Those outside of Kentucky are already betting heavily on Amy McGrath as the Democratic nominee to take on Moscow Mitch in 2020. However, Kentucky progressives are not happy with McGrath, and I one of those people. Before all you centrists jump down my throat and give me shit, I will...
Sundown in Portland Oregon was at 4:32 pm. At 4:40 pm, I walked past my kitchen window and startled a Great Blue Heron who was eating goldfish out of my backyard pond. Then we both pretended not to see each other. I began watching from a small bathroom window, and...
I walk from my house to Bethany Lake, west of Portland Oregon, on many days. The Lake is adjacent to a wide utility easement, a golf course, a park, and farmland, so there is considerable open water, undeveloped area, and large trees. All that space, and open water, and lots...
He wakes up at dawn and peeks out the window, looking for the heron feeding at the fishpond in the first light. No heron yet today. He starts the espresso machine, but cannot make coffee fast enough to clear out almost seven decades of fog from his head. He sighs...
The Great Blue Heron is one of the largest birds in North America, standing 4 feet tall with a six foot wing span. When the birds evolved from the dinosaurs, the Herons emerged, but herons changed very little over the last few million years. Their wide wings resemble the extinct...
I often walk around Bethany Lake, 10 miles west of Portland Oregon. Swollen creeks pour into it from two directions, after the rains start. The Park Dept. stocks the lake with rainbow trout. Ducks are always there, and at least one goose. I am heartbroken because I haven’t seen a heron for...
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Some years I stop seeing my tiny backyard frogs by August. The Spring-hatch of tadpoles have all morphed, and the older frogs have dispersed to nearby areas, beyond my vision. This year, however, The frogs ‘ Spring-hatch was plentiful, and I often found 5 or 10 frogs on every morning walk....
Prostate Cancer struck me where I’m blind Festered deep up my behind Four good doctors couldn’t tell Cancer was dragging me down to hell. For years it grew on my prostate gland and ate away what makes me a man By feasting on my testosterone ‘Till I couldn’t pee, or make...
The Serengeti National Park in Tanzania is especially known for its mammoth annual migrations of 1.5 million wildebeests and 250,000 zebras. It’s on my bucket list. But until I make it to Africa, I can still watch the flocking of the native birds visiting my backyard in suburban Portland, Oregon. They...
I ventured out into a crisp Autumn morning with my camera. This was the first year we’d successfully grew artichokes in our backyard and I wanted pictures. After harvesting a half dozen ‘chokes from the two plants, I cut one plant down to a frazzled stump, and let the other...
At 8:59 PDT, a Great Blue Heron glided from a nearby roof into my backyard, next to my gold fish ponds. Every few minutes there is one less fish. I never should have named the fish. The Heron, who we call Billy, has visited every morning this week except one, and it...
The Great Blue Heron abruptly appeared at my back yard this morning at 10:13, and promptly ate two large goldfish in two minutes. Good bye, Goldie. It strolled to another spot on my ponds, and ate two more. Having roiled the waters, it switched ponds. Ask not for whom the...
Yesterday I went looking for an especially beautifully colored chorus frog that had shown up in my Lamb’s Ear. To my prolonged amusement, this lovely frog hopped from the Lamb’s Ear into a bucket full of rotting pears, and poised to strike the fruit flies that crowd around the pears....
Dozens of tadpoles are morphing into tiny frogs in my backyard ponds. This year, they are morphing busily in late August. In prior years, they usually morphed from tadpoles into frogs around Bastille Day, July 14. I often remember the warm summer nights near the Papio Creek in Nebraska, sixty...
During this Kattywampus year, my latest garden oddity is the tasty, and a two-week-early Bartlett Pear harvest. The trick is to harvest them immediately before, or just after they fall. Refrigerate them for a few days, and they will finish ripening nicely. I’m especially happy because the pear tree had...
In August, many tadpoles in my hand-dug backyard ponds change into small chorus frogs. For several years now, the frogs have returned to my backyard in March, bred in the ponds, and produced eggs that produced tadpoles that morphed into frogs from Bastille Day (July 14) into August. The Frog Mitigation...
A single water bead, as pretty as a jewel, perhaps a moonstone. Now it’s your turn. You’ve been reading The Daily Bucket, a nature refuge. We amicably discuss frogs, animals, weather, climate, soil, plants, waters, and life’s patterns. Phenology is how we take earth’s pulse. We discuss what we see...
I have 5 hummingbird feeders, and my neighbors have feeders also. I have at least 3 hummingbirds patronizing my yard. However they appear to simply chase each other from feeder to feeder all day. It’s too much fun to sit outside and watch them all day. But I’m getting nothing...
Can you tell the difference from 10 feet? At night? When it’s buzzing right at you? Last year, a large wasp nest appeared under the rafters of my house, near the front door. Black and yellow striped wasps flew in and out, dozens per hour. I’d had Yellow Jacket wasps sting...
The Oregon Junco is a locally abundant genus of sparrow, also known as a dark-eyed junco, and is the only bird sporting the Oregon State Name (Junco hyemalis). Its range includes most of North America, but the range I’m writing about is in my own side yard. I’d noticed a pair...
Last Spring, I went to Washington DC to help AOC write the Green New Deal. /s/ I had a free afternoon so I went to the Kenilworth Lotus Gardens in the northeast corner of town. It was a misty and muddy February so I had the place to myself. Vultures...
