Goose and Gander Grievance

Just playing around with some new software. Well, it’s not actually new new; it’s an upgrade from a version I bought in 2005, back when they were coding applications (the word “apps” had not yet been invented, even as it applied to chips and salsa at Chili’s) with hammer and chisel. I had a powerful… Continue reading Goose and Gander Grievance

Neighborhood Nature (Pt. 3)

This is the third in an ongoing series of posts about the fascinating details of nature in our figurative Texas Hill Country back yard. Part 1 is here and Part 2 here. Sure, birds and [some] reptiles are cute and cuddly, and [most] insects are not, but that doesn’t mean that they’re not attractive, even… Continue reading Neighborhood Nature (Pt. 3)

Neighborhood Nature (Pt. 2)

This is the second in a possibly endless series of posts about the fascinating details of nature in our figurative Texas Hill Country back yard. Part 1 is here. I hope your weather has been as nice as ours over the past few days. Cool mornings and warm afternoons mean that we get to spend… Continue reading Neighborhood Nature (Pt. 2)

Random Thursday: The Friday [Semi-Lockdown] Edition

Hello, fellow Gazetteers. I trust that your household pets are thus far avoiding becoming science projects. I was going to do a long post about how I’m pretty sure I had COVID-19 in the first week of February, as I suffered many of the symptoms that the CDC are now putting forth, but tested negative… Continue reading Random Thursday: The Friday [Semi-Lockdown] Edition

Étude de clarinette

Warning: Some extreme band geekiness layeth ahead. Alert Gazette readers will recall that part of my shelter-in-place regimen is re-learning to play the clarinet after a longer-than-many-of-you-have-been-alive layoff. I’m semi-happy to report that I’m getting semi-better due to my semi-disciplined approach to practicing semi-regularly. Despite the optimism expressed in that post, I was not at… Continue reading Étude de clarinette

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The wonders of a suburban wilderness: corvids and frog spit

For the past few weeks, we’ve listened to the conversations (and monologues) of crows, originating from somewhere to the southwest of our house. They don’t sound close, but their calls can carry long distances. And every now and then we could hear something crow-like, almost like the pleading of a young bird. But I’m far… Continue reading The wonders of a suburban wilderness: corvids and frog spit