My wife Fay is an avid photographer, and one of her haunts is White Rock Lake, in Dallas. She always seems to find something to shoot there, and it’s an area that attracts all kinds of birds, from pelicans, coots, herons, mallard ducks, and yes, even parakeets. Truly a bird photographer’s dream. She always comes home with beautiful photos, mostly birds, sometimes flowers, people, but yesterday she came home with a couple that upset me. The following should explain…..
Seeing the gull pictured above, his webbed feet impaled with fish hooks and lure, broke my heart. How long will he continue to live in this condition with this unwanted adornment? When will we learn to appreciate what nature has given us, and when will we stop being so damn intent on destroying it? Today we take so much for granted, expect so much from each day, and in the process we are slowly but surely killing off everything that makes our life so meaningful. Lakes, streams, wooded areas, wildlife, and fauna….slowly but surely dying just because we are all too busy.
I am hoping that sharing Fay’s photos will give you pause for concern and something to think about. If you are a member of a club, how about bringing up the idea of adoping a stretch of shoreline, a stretch of highway, or a park, and making it yours to keep clean? Have a monthly or bi-monthly cleanup effort? It could be a great piece of public relations, certainly worthy of a blurb in the newspaper, and who knows, maybe even a spot on local TV. However, if none of that happens, it’s the “right” thing to do…. the “caring” thing to do.
I suspect there are already a few clubs out there who already participate in community action projects like this, but if your club does not, why not start? Just maybe another seagull, like the one above, won’t have to face a similar fate…..
A “WINTER” REVIEW OF MY BOOK
Well my twin brother from across the pond finally received a copy of my book, “In Search of Treasure” and decided to review it….
Not sure if this is my last book, but without a doubt, it’s the last one I send to John Winter. He took the scalpel to it, finding picayune things to piss and moan about (apparently he was expecting War and Peace?). His comments about spelling and grammar reminded me of a mutual friend we have in Warsaw.
I wasn’t sure I should share the link to this review, but I will out of respect to his inability to comprehend my prose. The John Winter review can be found here, and not to worry, I will get even when I review his book…
All kidding aside, thanks for the mention John….your comments are spot on, and taken in good stride, however don’t pace the floor waiting for the $20 I owe you.
Last minute update…apparently John took down the review due to the comments posted ….sorry.
WARSAW WALLY NEEDS A SENSE OF HUMOR
Well, I had a surprise today. The man himself, Paul Barford, actually took the time and made the effort to help identify a coin of mine. I cannot tell you how appreciative I am of that. Really. I tried to tell him that, and added an additional “funny” comment (at least I thought it was) about where I found it. Well, apparently he didn’t find it funny, and is bent out of shape about it (a friend once warned me, “never piss off a troll”).
I tried twice to post a comment on his blog stating “Get a sense of humor. For once in your life, please?“. Apparently he chose NOT to approve the comment, but when I posted on MY blog that I had sent it, he stated that he had not received it, and wanted me to once again say the same damn thing. Well, I won’t. I am quite aware of how he plays the game, and this time I will sit it out, thank you.
He winds up his latest tirade with “no doubt his barely-comprehending-artefact-grubbing-and-hoarding fellows will be guffawing their empty-headed amusement at his lack of manners”. Actually I am guffawing (a.k.a.,ROFLMAO) at his adjective laced description of us. He left out “knuckle dragging”?
Mr. Barford I was not lazy in trying to indentify my coin. I had indeed researched it, but could not come up with matching photos. Your description did the trick, and I am most grateful. Thank you, and as to where I really found the coin? I will be upfront with you. At Stonehenge!
Now, get a life, a sense of humor, and laugh a little….will do you wonders