Autumnail Sketches Nov 13, 2006 3:22:24 GMT -6
Post by mabd on Nov 13, 2006 3:22:24 GMT -6
phalon said:Hubs removed the trees from the gutter. I wish the squirrels would keep their nuts somewhere else.
Gams, this is true. In fact, it is a fact. Squirrels are strangely dependent on each other. Within 30 minutes or so, the squirrel does not remember where he or she buried what. Not much memory, that's true. But it fits this thread's current mood. It is a wonderful lesson: though squirrels can't remember were they stashed what, nature, God, The Great Pumpkin -- I don't know, who, what or why, but squirrels are really, really good at detecting disturbed soil (even through snow) and so are really, really good at finding buried nuts. The individuals manage to keep their community together. Pretty cool, huh?
Phalon also spaketh this:
But oh! Did anyone see the moon! Bright, and it might as well be full. It makes tonight as gorgeous as the sun made the day.
Indeed. We are having the most intense Hunter's Moon I've seen in years. Somehow I keep seeing it through your garland of bittersweet, a favorite of mine.
And Siren enchanted me with this:
We wrapped up our 3-day Children's Miracle Network radiothon yesterday, broadcasting from our children's hospital. It was an amazing three days, talking with patients and their families. One boy literally had an IV of chemotherapy drugs dripping into his abdomen while we talked. Others stopped by during a hospital visit to see their doctors. We also had some very gratifying success stories from kids who are now perfectly healthy, one who's a college freshman now. OU football coach Bob Stoops coordinated his weekly hospital visit to be part of the radiothon, and said something memorable: "When people talk about 'oh, Stoops must really be feeling the pressure now', or 'the Sooners are under pressure this week', it makes me laugh. If you want to see folks dealing with pressure, visit the patients here, and their families, and the doctors and nurses taking care of them. We know our role, and that our job is to win. But what we do is just a game. What goes on here is really important."
It would be so easy and so wrong to dismiss what he said as cliched boosterism. But its not. Stoops captured an essence I can still recall 11 years after the bombing. I was working 2 SAR dogs. When I went to the building in which we were bed down, all my gear was stowed, someone had set up real dog food/ water bowls, left some milk bones and (bless them) a couple of sets of doggie work boots. All that night, families came into town -- they had driven their tractors and others had followed in their cars.
You have to watch your dogs closely: they simply do not want to stop working. The scouts and 4H kids took it upon themselves to become animal playmates. By breakfast time, I, too, had been adopted. We were all literally shell-shocked. But we were all also like squirrels in a way. Individuals who found ways to keep a community together. There were two moments that I hope never to forget: the night the SAR was over, each state or town draped their flag from the ruins. We, the SAR people, covered the top front with OK flags. It was all we could do to say thank you for what we had learned. (And I'm surely not a flag waver.) The next day, families were allowed onto the grounds. We acted as their escorts: I learned about the ways of honor that day. Brutally beautiful. Each of us (and our dogs) had been given some medal -- all the same. Not one of us kept them -- we gave them to the families. No discussion, it just was. And amid all that it just was, raw, beyond our ability to heal, protect, or even to speak, it was also just good.