I am walking along the pine grove path beside the stream to sit at a bend above the stream where the rushing noise of the Neversink River is so loud and soothing. While walking I startle a wild duck that's sitting in the stream, possibly looking for brook or brown trout. This duck flies away squawking downstream. I encounter this duck or possibly its mate at least three times while walking back. The duck must have made our stream its home, as it's probably never been disturbed before, because rarely does any human life venture on the stream. It's wild and wonderful.
I am thinking how fortunate I am to have such a wonderful place to visit, and how this duck may not survive if it keeps flying downstream to where other homes and people are. These ducks may be extinct one day because of all the happy hunters and the firearms that people have. No consideration given to God's natural beauty. I then thought how outrageous it is that our Vice President unelected Cheney and the Supreme Court Justice Scalia shot all those ducks on their week of hunting. Hundreds of poor innocent ducks. I know the beautiful creature; the duck on our stream is endangered and magnificent.
I noticed baby trout swimming in pools made by the mountain spring, and wondered how they would survive being trapped away from the main stream. I noticed some salamanders burying themselves in the mud. I came across a tiny toad that was completely camouflaged in the mud. It displayed no fear when I picked it up other than urinating on me. I thought about the Australian Aborigines who drink the sweat off a toad's back to hallucinate. I wondered if this urine would do something to me, like make me break out in a rash. I wanted to photograph the toad. This tiny brown toad had intricate wrinkles. He even had a beard that gave him some character. He made me laugh. I wanted to bring him home as a pet. I thought some bird might love to eat him. I put him back into a mud puddle.
A chipmunk got trapped in my parrot's acrylic transporter cage that was sitting on a picnic table. I have been feeding the chipmunks Merle the Cockatoo's parrot mix on the front steps. A large family of chipmunks live under the front porch and chirp happily with all of this newfound food that has been dispensed to them. I closed the transporter door, trapping the gleeful chipmunk that suddenly turned puzzled in panic. I thought, Wow, I could bring him home, not thinking that Merle will also need to inhabit the transporter cage. Then I thought I could feed him parrot food and water. I could use the parrot transporter cage as the chipmunk's cage. This was a bad and cruel idea, so I let the poor chipmunk go, after I got a good look at him.
This evening while walking to the kitchen I heard a thrashing and knocking noise on the front porch. I turned on the porch light to find Rocky Raccoon trapped inside Merle's traveling cage that was still sitting on the picnic table from this afternoon. I approached the cage, which had caught a parrot food munching raccoon, because the cage had fallen with the raccoon in it, and had lodged next to the railing, blocking the door. Thinking that I might get a nasty bite and rabies, I approached the magnificently masked and striped raccoon with the utmost caution. Carefully I freed the raccoon, and he fled off into the darkness. I was amazed at how easy it was to trap animals unintentionally with Merle the Cockatoo's clear acrylic traveling cage! I brought the cage indoors so that no more critters would venture in to eat Merle's dropped parrot food. When I was drinking Wild Duck, I wasn't able to see any wildlife, appreciate any wild life, and I became wild myself.
Chapters of the Paradise Life Book
Dada to the Bone
Stomach Pain Basilica
Moment of Clarity
Roads Not Safe
All over the place
Harassed but not arrested
The Surgery Acute care Lumbar Hemi . Laminestomy
The Leica Mishap
The Wedding Present
The Rolls Royce of Awareness.
A Pickle can't go back to being a Cucumber.
Awake and Alive
Nine High Schools Without a Diploma.
Turquoise Sports Car Totaled by a Telephone Pole
Whitepipes, Weed and the Wild Coast.
Going Ninety on Georgia Avenue.
Woke up in Swaziland instead of Switzerland.
Three Nasty Letters.
Three early traumatic events.
Madness in Rio
The Victoria Falls Fiasco.
My poisonous spider bite.
First Date with Valerie
God is laughing at me.
David Lesh's death.
The Malawi Incident.
The Biggest Blow to my Ego.
The Day I quit smoking for real.
Thanksgiving weekend 1974, my first Acid Trip.
Instances of Trouble Two
Instances of Trouble One
Ride the White Pony
journal september 1995
Catskill Mountains Photographs - Trees - Spiritual gathering place cultivating a heightened awareness of the connectedness of, and spiritual essence in, all things. A Journey outside ordinary time and space into a parallel reality.
Social Documentary Digital Photographs Indigenous Encounter Divine Moment, Light and Sympony 2007
Social Documentary Digital Photographs Indigenous Encounter Divine Moment
Social Documentary Digital Photographs Indigenous Encounter Divine Light
Social Documentary Digital Photographs Indigenous Encounter Divine Symphony
Georgetown glimpses of memory January Photographs
March on the Capitol to demand that the United States end its war in Iraq Photographs 2007
March on the Capitol yesterday to demand that the United States end its war in Iraq Photographs 1
March on the Capitol yesterday to demand that the United States end its war in Iraq Photographs 2
March on the Capitol yesterday to demand that the United States end its war in Iraq Photographs 3
March on the Capitol yesterday to demand that the United States end its war in Iraq Photographs 4
March on the Capitol yesterday to demand that the United States end its war in Iraq Photographs 5
March on the Capitol yesterday to demand that the United States end its war in Iraq Photographs 6
Martin luther King Jr. Holiday Washington DC Photographs
Martin luther King Jr. Holiday Photographs Washington DC
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peace and love Edward
New York City
Chris at the Argo Bar drinking a Tuborg soda water wearing a WaxTrax t-shirt circa 1991
Looking in the mirror - Sara cannot see herself as beautiful
Antoinette lost her leg while intoxicated stumbling and tragically falling down into traffic
New York City
Three days after a Suicide attempt
New Years Day Washington DC Photographs
New Year Day Street Washington DC Photographs
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