Once upon a time, this blog was going to be all about my pet bird, when I got one. But I never did get that bird. So, now this blog is about the beautiful, curious things that keep me in a near-constant state of happy distraction. Ironically, many people find these writings when they wonder what "peristerophobia" means. It's a fear of pigeons. I've made a bird blog after all.
posted by Dr. S at 11:57 PM
Annie Dillard could have been writing about me when she said (of herself), "I like the slants of light; I'm a collector." Or Willem de Kooning: "I'm like a slipping glimpser." And don't forget Brenda Ueland: "I learned that you should feel when writing, not like Lord Byron on a mountain top, but like a child stringing beads in kindergarten--happy, absorbed and quietly putting one bead on after another." But the Beastie Boys might have said it best: "When it comes to panache, I can't be beat." There's a reason I wear a ring that says Badass.
4 Comments:
I hope you feel better soon. I woke this morning thinking about your cardinal photo, and how many people (including me) enjoy it when they walk into my office.
Nothing to worry about. I think that it was just something I ate.
I'm glad that the cardinal photo continues to delight.
I did not enjoy this post about your guts quite as much as I enjoyed last year's February 5th post. But I do hope you're feeling better!!
I did not mean to slight you or your birthday, P-S M. Happy day-after-your-birthday, and our phone call had nothing to do with my subsequent/ongoing blechiness.
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