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Sunday, May 17, 2015

I recently read “Letter from Eden” by Julie...



I recently read “Letter from Eden” by Julie Zickefoose, it stirred up some long lost thoughts. As a kid I spent quite a few summers at the Dayton Museum of Natural History (now the Boonshoft Museum of Discovery). I took classes there, I learned taxidermy and painting with Holly, went seining with Clay. I volunteered to help clean the live animal cages. As I read this book the class that kept coming back to me most was Junior Naturalist. Tom Hissong taught the class. What an amazing experience that class was, I wanted to be a Naturalist.

Things got weird at home as a teenager, being a naturalist and the museum both were lost in the haze. I became very good at being an escape artist. I learned how to escape from everything via my bike and skateboard.

When I was reading this book I again started to dream the dreams of that lanky teenager. Julie’s passion for birds and animals of all sorts is infectious. Her stories reminded of why I took time to raise a squirrel my Mom found in her driveway.
Why like a goof ball I will stop and move animals out of the roadway. Why the call of a bard owl still excites me. I am glad that I am one of many who have these same feelings. I am grateful that I had teachers like Tom Hissong, Holly Coovert, Bob Sexton and many more. And thanks to Julie’s book for reminding me of why these things matter.

I wanted to be a Naturalist

I recently read "Letter from Eden" by Julie Zickefoose, it stirred up some long lost thoughts. As a kid I spent quite a few summers at the Dayton Museum of Natural History (now  the Boonshoft Museum of Discovery). I took classes there, I learned taxidermy and painting with Holly, went seining with Clay. I volunteered to help clean the live animal cages. As I read this book the class that kept coming back to me most was Junior Naturalist. Tom Hissong taught the class. What an amazing experience that class was, I wanted to be a Naturalist.

Things got weird at home as a teenager, being a naturalist and the museum both were lost in the haze. I became very good at being an escape artist. I learned how to escape from everything via my bike and skateboard.

When I was reading this book I again started to dream the dreams of that lanky teenager. Julie's passion for birds and animals of all sorts is infectious. Her stories reminded of why I took time to raise a squirrel my Mom found in her driveway.




Why like a goof ball I will stop and move animals out of the roadway. Why the call of a bard owl still excites me.  I am glad that I am one of many who have these same feelings. I am grateful that I had teachers like Tom Hissong, Holly Coovert, Bob Sexton and many more. And thanks  to Julie's book for reminding me of why these things matter.

Dynamic Duo!

When I get an early ride in I almost always see this duo on a tandem. It is a father daughter duo, they inspire me. They ride about 316 days a year, he said ice or below 25F  is the only conditions they do not ride in. Other than that game on! They have ridden as much as 9,000 miles in one year, WOW!   I got to ride and talk with them today for about 5 miles. He is a very interesting person, he is in his sixties he keeps himself and his daughter active by cycling. They play memory games while they ride to keep themselves sharp. When ever I get to talk with them we have a good conversation. I hope to keep running into them for many more years. Thank you Duo for the push!

Saturday, May 9, 2015

My friend Scott got me outside today, after feeling pretty awful...



My friend Scott got me outside today, after feeling pretty awful yesterday. Did me a world of good, felt much better today. We came across this snake in the road, Scott got this cool picture. Then we got the snake out of the road with some protest. A little tail rattling and posturing then off the snake went into Triangle park. Pretty cool day.