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An Empty Nest

Last month, I wrote a piece about the persistence of the birds who built a nest on the fan blades in our courtyard Ingenious Persistence – Richard Freeborn

We have watched the parents in their daily feeding cycles coming to and fro to the nest, and counted three chicks. We held our breath during a storm earlier this month, as it was a wild storm that led to the death of the chicks last year. This storm was nowhere near as bad and the chicks continued cheeping, chirping, and demanding more food.

At one point I thought we were down to two babies, and then this past weekend, they changed from scrawny spike-haired chicks too real birds. And there were four of them not three.

On Sunday morning we spotted one of them venturing out of the nest and onto the fan blade. There was a flurry of movement in our house as the cat and the dogs were bundled inside and all doors closed.

This was not a popular decision, especially with our cat, Roon, who despite closing in on 16 years still considers himself to be the rambunctious wild-child he was in his youth (don’t we all!).

Almost like that was a trigger, the first bird fluttered out of the nest and onto the ground. The others soon followed, settling on branches, guttering, or the top of the brick wall.

They spent maybe fifteen or twenty minutes getting the feel for their wings, making practice flights across the courtyard, and from the gutter to the ridge line of the roof.

And then they were gone. Off into the line of trees that follow the creek behind the house, and indistinguishable from all the other birds flocking and foraging for the afternoon.

There was a feeling of disappointment that they were gone, but also a sense of wonder. Days and weeks of nurturing and in twenty minutes they are gone and off to a life of their own.

I wonder if there’s a lesson there for humans?

Rapid Response

Our homeowners association is in the process of having community owned street lamps replaced so they can be managed by the City and our local power company.

This afternoon, despite all the paint lines and marking flags, the contractors managed to hit a gas line, and I’ve never seen workers move so fast!

I called the gas company and reported the leak, and by the time I got off the phone, the fire department had two units in place and closed the road into our part of the sub-division. It wasn’t long after that the gas company arrived – four trucks and vans and lots of equipment. Within an hour or so, the leak was fixed. Work resumed on replacing the street lamp, and the fire department went off to do other things. Most of the gas company trucks remained, I’m guessing just in case there was another leak.

I often complain about utility and emergency service responses, but this time, they did a great job, and kept us all informed.

There are six more lamps to replace, and hopefully those last ones will go smoothly.

Ingenious Persistence

About this time last year, we returned from a trip to discover a pair of birds had nested on the blades of a fan on our patio. The nest was well established and one of the birds looked very comfortable, presumably keeping eggs warm.

I never managed to identify the birds, but the eggs hatched and we had three babies poking their heads up and cheeping urgently.

Unfortunately, we then had three days of rain, thunder, and high winds. The parents couldn’t get to the nest, and the chicks died. I also learned that sudden and loud noises can kill birds that young. And we had loud noises. My neighbor is still trying to fix electrical and plumbing issues after a lightning strike!

When it was clear the chicks were dead, and the parents weren’t returning, I removed the fan blade, and laid the birds to rest on an east facing slope.

This February, as we prepared to make a trip, I decided we didn’t need a repeat of last year, secured bird repellent spikes to the fan blades, and off we went.

We had been back about a week when I noticed a pair of birds ducking in and out under the roof toward the fan. Waste of your time, I told them smugly. And then I looked, really looked at the fan blades.

You guessed it. I had left about a six inch gap between the fan housing and the start of the spikes, and that was enough for the birds – I think they are finches – to build their new home. I don’t think they’ve laid eggs yet, but I am going to keep my fingers crossed we don’t have a repeat of last year’s rain and thunder.

Next year? I’m still working on that plan.

Back From a Hiatus

While jotting down some ideas for 2024 plans and goals, something drew me to the website here, and with it a certain amount of surprise that I realized I haven’t posted anything since July of 2023.

At the same time was the realization that maybe it was not so much of a surprise. There was a definite tilt in our world over the summer, and that contributed to 2023 being the lowest word count year since I started keeping track in 2017. I am looking to change that substantially in 2024, and over the next few weeks I’ll share some of the goals and the plans to reach those goals.

It wasn’t all doom and gloom in 2023. I finally finished the next Jacob and Miriam novel – Death at a Wedding – and once I get the final feedback from the my proof readers, it will be up on all the usual places. Currently, I am targeting the end of January. The next story – The Corpse in the Courtyard – is already under way and hopefully you won’t have to wait two years for that one to appear.

And the tilt? I’m not sure it has completely finished twisting our lives but we are learning to live with it!

A Soft Spot

I recently started reading Amanda Foreman’s book A World on Fire. The sub-title is “Britain’s Crucial Role in the American Civil War,” and the first section of the book is introducing the major players and setting the scene.

I’m only about fifty or sixty pages in, out of eight hundred, but there was one theme that jumped out at me, and that was the passion, anger, and vitriol evident between the two parties in Congress. It reminded me very much of what we’re seeing most days in the news, although I don’t think we’ve quite reached the stage where in 1859 a Virginia newspaper put a $50,000 reward on the head of William Seward for allegedly inspiring and instigating John Brown’s raid.

Foreman goes on to relate how the atmosphere in Washington grew poisonous as Southerners sought to implicate leading Republicans in the supposed conspiracy behind the raid. Again, change some names and events and you could be in 2023 rather than 1859.

I hear a lot of talk about how in the 80’s and 90’s the House, the Senate and the President worked together for the good of the nation. Did they really? A few years after I moved to the US, came the impeachment proceedings against President Bill Clinton. I don’t recall much togetherness. So I guess the real question is were those supposed halcyon days of the 80’s and 90’s the norm, or is normal the combative nastiness we see today, and that Foreman describes?

All of which reinforces an opinion my father first expressed many years ago. He declared a soft spot for all politicians, regardless of allegiance. It’s a deep peat bog in the English Peak District. There are many to be found in New England and around the Great Lakes.

A Milestone in Time

A couple of weeks ago, my wife and I were talking about some places we’d visited and trying to pinpoint when we’d been there. I threw out a date that sounded right, and she shook her head. No, she said. We went before COVID!

And that made me pause for a moment.

I’ve read a lot of articles and commentary on how COVID was a defining period for many people, and hadn’t really made the connection myself until then, and I wondered why.

The answer, as I see it depends on how the COVID pandemic affected you. We were incredibly fortunate in a combination of working from home and living in a semi-rural area, we were shielded from many of the issues people faced in more urban settings, especially with regard to lockdowns.

I think because we didn’t have the huge dislocation many people went through, COVID wasn’t such a defining period for us, until we looked beyond a daily, or weekly focus and considered longer timeframes. So while it took me a while to catch up with the rest of the world, I’m definitely more aware now of pre and post COVID timelines.

Life Rolls

Life rolls happen when you least expect them.

Or, rather they do in my case. And when they happen they consume everything you have to the exclusion of everything else. I had one of those in July when I received photo from the manager of our rental property showing a hole in the kitchen ceiling. Somewhere else in the building, someone’s AC unit had popped a pipe and distributed water everywhere.

That meant an unplanned visit, and even though the building management made the repairs, we still had to coordinate the repairs, the painter, and clean up – as well as continuing the day job.

Needless to say, something had to suffer, and it was my writing. July recorded the lowest monthly word count since I started keeping track, and I’m now about 20,000 words behind where I was at this time last year.

Until last night, I’d written barely anything in August either, but I did manage to jot down some thoughts and ideas on Death at a Wedding, that today went into the story. It wasn’t as many words as I hoped but at least I climbed back onto the wagon, and it feels pretty good so far.

I need to adjust my plans for the rest of the third quarter, but hopefully it will work out. And hopefully no more life rolls!

Half Year Recap

It seems a little hard to believe that not only are we finished with the first half of 2022, but as I write this, we’re already a third of the way through July!

Before I look at the first six months, I want to point everyone to the James Webb Space Telescope site here The image includes the star HD147980, and a number of other stars, recognizable by the diffraction spikes. Every other object in the image is a galaxy! It’s a sobering reminder of the scale of the universe, and how miniscule we humans are by comparison.

Turning back to the more mundane, the year began well, both from a writing and publishing perspective. As I’ve mentioned previously I published four collections, and separately submitted several stories. Unfortunately, progress on the next Jacob and Miriam novel has been moving slowly, and I think some of that frustration led to pretty much a writing halt in June. I did finish a couple of short stories, but it was an effort.

July began pretty much the same as June, and over this weekend, I sat down and gave some thought as to why. Blaming it on critical voice is an easy, and not very satisfactory answer. The real question is what caused me to let critical voice seize control like that? I have some ideas about that, and some of it goes back to the decisions I made around writing goals for 2022 back a tthe turn of the year. My next step is to revisit, and maybe revise those goals for the second half.

I’ll keep you posted.

Using Maps to Find Information

If memory serves correctly, it was April of last year when I mentioned the Obsidian application on this blog, and I’ve spent a year or so putting notes and references into the application, but not really using it as a knowledge management tool.
That started to change about a month ago, and really gained momentum in this past week.
During May I came across a post on the Obsidian forums from Nick Milo. Amongst many other things, Nick has a website called Linking Your Thinking, along with templates and classes to help you organize your personal information. I downloaded the latest LYT toolkit, and worked through the notes and some of the You Tube tutorials.
In the same way I had that Zettelkasten epiphany last year, I finally found a structure that works for me. There are some differences from the base LYT toolkit, but I began to see how I could use Maps of Content to pull data from all over the repository and show it in one place. Explaining the overall structure is outside the scope of this post, and the Linking Your Thinking site explains it much better 🙂
What is in scope for this post is the feedback I got from a short story I wrote about a year ago. The story is called A Roll of the Dice, and tells of the experiences of British soldiers serving with Simon Bolivar’s army to liberate South America from Spanish rule. The feedback was that an incident in the story was not believable and would never have happened.
But it did happen.
I used the actual events as the jumping off point for the story, and went to prove it. Nothing came up in the research books on my bookshelves, and that left me scratching my head. Where had I read about it? A day or so later as I was flicking through my kindle, I found two titles about the wars of liberation in South America. Buried in one of them was the reference I needed.
And then my mind did its own linking magic.
I’ve already catalogued a lot of reference articles in Obsidian for both South American and the Exiles in Babylon. It made sense to extend that catalog to all relevant publications on my bookshelves, in kindle, and Apple Books.
And I’ve linked the book reference to a note on the short story, so next time I can get to it immediately.
Well, that’s the plan!

Changing Patterns

I was in the grocery store earlier this week, working through the list of things we needed, when I realized the list also had several items we already have, but wanted to make sure we had enough.
That made me ask the question of myself – what is enough?
The answer, as usual, it depends.
In the time before the covid pandemic, I’d have a couple of cans of sweet corn in the pantry, and the same for peas and black beans, or packets of rice. Now I have five or six of each, plus several packs of chicken and other meat stored in the freezer.
All of this extra stock was driven by the inability to buy those items. We went for a period of maybe six weeks where finding chicken in our stores was impossible. Similarly with peas and sweet corn.
For the past month it’s been eggs.
I hear the refrain about supply-chain issues, but if the manufacturer can supply peas with onions, peas with mushrooms, or peas with jalapenos, why can’t they provide peas with more peas?
It’s not just foodstuffs or paper goods. We’ve seen empty shelves of laundry detergent, dryer sheets, and air fresheners.
As a result, my shopping patterns have changed.
I’m more aware of what’s not on the shelves, or available in the produce section. If it’s an item I use regularly, I make sure I have a good supply in the pantry. Not so easy with fresh fruit of vegetables, but I’ve learned the earlier you get to the store, the more likely you are to find broccoli, or peppers or onions.
I’m hopping these supply-chain “issues” resolve themselves, and my patterns change again, but to be honest, I’m not confident.

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