5 October, 2014 Music on
Happy Birthday Aileen! I have, as I may have mentioned, five lovely nieces. Today is Aileen’s birthday. Happy Birthday Aileen! She lives in MD and I live in VA so we don’t get to see each other as much any more. Although we’ll be getting together soon, yay.
Since I haven’t even started this blog post I guess that doesn’t actually count as a digression. I was cutting the grass Friday and Ev took a picture and put it on fb. The caption: “Singing with gusto while cutting grass, and whistling too!” I have always loved cutting grass. (Mine, but not yours). I love washing dishes too. I’m not overenthusiastic about cutting grass in e.g. mid-August but this time of year it’s nice. I’ll get to the singing/whistling part later – it’s how I named this post. Enjoying the day:
I haven’t put up a train picture in a long time. When Clark and I were at Brown’s Island on Wednesday, we were expecting to see a CSX coal train. Or a mixed freight or nothing. But there was a train parked there with mostly tank cars – probably all tank cars, that was all we could see – with NON-CSX engines! Both engines were BNSF, formerly known as Burlington Northern and Santa Fe. Which is owned by Berkshire Hathaway! Which is owned by Warren Buffett! BNSF operates mainly in the western US, along with Union Pacific. CSX and Norfolk Southern are the two big railroads east of the Mississippi. I don’t know what those locomotives were doing here. This front locomotive (#5912) is a GE ES44AC, which is the same locomotive CSX operates there. BNSF locomotive #5148 was behind it, you can’t see it in the picture. #5148 is a GE C44-9W, another 4,400 HP heavy hauler. Nice to see fall colors in October:
This flower was growing right beside the railroad tracks. A friend who is a florist told me it’s from the buttercup group, a ranunculus. When I googled it, the first hit, even before wikipedia, said “Prolific and Terrific: Ranunculus.” Which that’s a good enough reason to put up a picture of it, for that reason alone: “Prolific and Terrific.” And such a bright flower:
The autumn bird migration is going on right now; a lot of birds have headed south and more are passing through. We’re having some bright clear days that are great for photography. These mourning doves (in central Virginia) probably don’t migrate a lot. They’re always graceful birds and this one posed well:
I apologize (I think I’ve done that a lot) if these river pictures all look the same. I never get tired of them. I promise (if you’re still viewing) to post some later in the season when the leaves are gone. And hopefully also with some snow and ice. But that won’t be for a while. Meanwhile – and I mean this literally and figuratively – enjoy today:
This blog post was coming together slowly when I got to the river this morning. It was clear and bright and really cold. The coldest it’s been (I learned) since late April or early May. It was in the upper forties when I got up and 52º when I pulled into the parking lot. And so incredibly clear. And we got down to the rocks – we were three minutes walk from the parking lot – and I was looking around to see what was visiting the river this fine morning. And an osprey landed in a tree right in front of us! I think this is a female and I think it’s a juvenile. But I’m not an osprey expert. Yet.
I’d already written this whole post and was ready to put it up. But I took twenty-three pictures of that bird. I deleted about twenty but still had a couple of beauties. This one isn’t a lot different from the one above. But this gaze in my opinion is really what defines a raptor. Check this out:
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I’ll just close up with a blurb about why I called this “Music on.” Because when Evelyn took that picture at the top I was cutting the grass and singing (and whistling) a selection from my large repertoire of Paul Simon songs. Because I spend a lot of the day Friday with my old buddy KD. You may recall him from a blog post I wrote in January called smile. He loves Paul Simon. To the exclusion (at least in my car) of nearly any other music. I have eighty-five Paul Simon songs on my iPhone and that’s what we listen to whenever we’re together. KD doesn’t talk a lot. He uses an economy of words (unlike yours truly) and gets his point across clearly. If I’m listening to anything in the car – anything you have ever heard anywhere in your life – and it’s not Paul Simon, KD says two words: “music on.” If I’m listening to classical or jazz or opera or the Grateful Dead or hip hop or country or bluegrass, KD says “music on.” He means “Put on some Paul Simon.” The unavoidable implication is that the rest of it is not music – only Paul Simon is. It’s great grass cutting music. Excellent for washing dishes too. Which I have to do right now! Until next week,