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Air temperature 48 F, wind near calm, partly cloudy. Appointment early, then foraging later. You'll have to save the world without me.

(Yes, the title is redundant . . .)
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City mower herding the gulls around the park. They don't want to leave whatever mayhem they pursue. And I'm sure the mower leaves a swath of injured bugs behind.
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Air temperature 48 F, wind near calm, partly cloudy claimed at the airport but hazy clear out my window. I have turned up the heat for a couple of mornings now. We still need rain.
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Gulls advancing in skirmish lines across the park.
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I do not exist.
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Air temperature 50 F, wind near calm, sunny. Gulls driving game on the far side of the park, whatever their game may be. Walk later. Still not interested in power over others.
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Accomplishment maybe. We have seal-coated about 90% of the driveway and run out of seal. Now, do I leave it as is or buy another pail of seal and finish an edge we never use, then double coat the actual 10' path we drive over? Anyway, done for the day.
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Air temperature 55 F, wind southeast about 3 mph, cloudy. Alleged to be showers in the vicinity. Gulls working the park. Whatever is drawing them seems to be continuing, and doesn't extend to our "lawn" and those of our neighbors.
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No Man Is an Island

No man is an island,
Entire of itself;
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.

If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less,
As well as if a promontory were:
As well as if a manor of thy friend's
Or of thine own were.

Any man's death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
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The large brilliant purple asters have started blooming on this route. Most of the loosestrife is done, phragmites seed heads nodding in the breeze, chicory and goats-beard still blooming.

No interesting metal birds out at the airport, but had a group of geese browsing the roadside grass along the dead-end spur of road leading to the fence gate. One of them kept a wary eye on me as I rode past, both ways.

Either a mink or a young otter lay dead next to the road, dark brown fur, weasel shape, furry tail. Also, gray squirrel and probable red squirrel dead on the asphalt, all at different locations.

Got out on the bike, mid 50s F when I started so I put my ski top on over the bike togs. Sweating by the time I got home. Did not die.

15.75 miles, 1:29:34
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Air temperature 46 F, wind near calm, partly cloudy. Need to get the driveway swept in advance of seal-coating tomorrow, because the weather looks possible. And the oak/squirrel equation is leaving a mess on the asphalt. Would like to get a bike ride in, if the world warms up a bit.
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We've been getting the annual run of crane flies, perched on windows and caught up in spider webs. And we wonder if the emergence has a connection to the marching gull mobs that are getting *something* out there in the park grass . . .
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The law locks up the man or woman
Who steals the goose from off the common
But leaves the greater villain loose
Who steals the common from the goose.

The law demands that we atone
When we take things we do not own
But leaves the lords and ladies fine
Who take things that are yours and mine.

The poor and wretched don’t escape
If they conspire the law to break;
This must be so but they endure
Those who conspire to make the law.

The law locks up the man or woman
Who steals the goose from off the common
And geese will still a common lack
Till they go and steal it back

— Anonymous, "The Goose and the Common"
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Air temperature 44 F, wind near calm, sunny. Trash out, but was unable to add certain people to the bin. Walk later. There might be a cat.
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At least two dozen geese by the cemetery pond as I headed out, three dozen or so when I came back by. Both counts are estimates from a bike going 15 or 20 mph, because that's at the bottom of a dip in both directions. Bonus, flock of 10 or so turkeys in and around the road at about mile 6 on my route. They did not contest my passage. Which is good.

Roadkill limited to stains on the road and one patch fringed with gray fur, the right size and shape for a pancake squirrel.

White asters forming into snowdrifts by the roadside, small and mid-sized versions. A few of the mid-sized pale purple types. Also, lots and lots of blooming Japanese knotweed.

Got out on the bike, windy and temperature around 70 F. Up to the country club, over to the road through the bog, home again. Did not die. Ride takes me over 500 miles for the year. Whether I reach 600 remains to be seen.

15.35 miles, 1:27:09
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Air temperature 43 F, wind near calm, fog at the airport but not here. Again. We have been collecting gulls in the park lately, probably ring-bills. No idea what change or whim has brought them here. Maybe bike ride if the world warms up.

Topical?

Sep. 10th, 2025 03:35 pm
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Not Me

The Slithergadee has crawled out of the sea.
He may catch all the others, but he
won’t catch me.
No you won’t catch me, old slithergadee,
you may catch all the others, but you wo-



Shel Silverstein
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Always remember the mouse-over

https://xkcd.com/3140/
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