In Juneau the eagles hang out at the dump waiting for freebies. One caused a 3-hour power outage when it tried to heft a smelly deer head and crashed into the power lines. They also are known to cause other outages because they poop when the take off and the poops are massive enough to fall across multiple power lines, causing shorts.
Lovely spring day in the Botanical gardens earlier this year. Walking past the ornamental pond looking at the kingcups, thinking of seeing if there were any tadpoles… “Eeeurgh,” says someone, “That crows eating a frog and it’s still alive.”
“Oooh, baby, baby. Wait…is that a tick?”
I’ll just stick with the incredibly obvious. Kayaking on a placid bay at sunset. The sky is pink and orange and reflects in the water which is an otherwise amazing color of blue. There’s just the gentlest hint of a breeze that sways the sailboats on their anchors. Terns are flying and dipping for baitfish. Overhead, egrets are heading home to roost, and the setting sun paints them gold.
And then you land on the beach and the no-see-ums come out… Five minutes later, you’re one big itch and nature can eabod.
Stop giving me flashbacks!!
Tho sometimes the post-hike tick check led to fun . . .
Reminds me of an episode of House where he was lucky that Buffy didn’t catch him.
My first thought were actually of the nature being spoiled. You’re watching nature, and then some big machine comes in. Though that doesn’t fit the description.
After parsing it correctly, my thoughts are towards watching some nature documentary with some British guy, and he’s talking about how great and nature it is, and then we see animals brutally killing one another, while the British voice over is still just calm and matter of fact. The sort of thing you might see in Monty Python.
Mutual Of Omaha here in the US, young’un.
Mosquitos. It’s impossible to be in the mood when you hear that tiny whine.