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This is my pet mouse, Sixpence. The date stamp says it was 2002. Uncle B sent me flowers, and I put a carnation in her cage.

Check it out. She’s not nibbling it; she hasn’t mistaken it for food. She’s spreading the petals apart, sticking her head in as far as it will go and breathing in the scent.

She’s loving it.

It was an extraordinary thing. I put the flower in there thinking they’d eat it (she had a roommate who wasn’t interested at all) or make a nest out of it or do some other mousey thing with it. I didn’t expect to conduct an experiment on the æsthetic sensibilities of mice (you know I’m an intellectual because I stuck the ‘a’ and the ‘e’ together).

What made me think of it, we had a long drive today in beautiful, sunny weather. The lambs in the field, born in a cold and wet season, were blissing out in the sun, about the first warm sun they’ve ever felt. So were many of their mothers.

And my chickens. And the cat. It’s hard to watch so much sun worship and put store in the notion that animals are heat-seeking machines that would respond equally to the sun or a steam radiator.

Welp, I can’t walk too far down this road. I’ll end up a Jain, I swear.




Comment from Pupster
Time: May 1, 2013, 11:19 pm

It was nice here in Oh hi o today, too.


Comment from scottthebadger
Time: May 1, 2013, 11:21 pm

S Weasel had a six pence a fuzzy wuzzy sixpence!

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: May 1, 2013, 11:24 pm

Pups: d’awwwwww.

Comment from Clifford Skridlow
Time: May 1, 2013, 11:44 pm

Dad used to say that sitting in the sun was what kept old folks alive. . .

Here in the Texas hill country, we’re expecting the nice mild warm spell we have been enjoying to get blown out by a round of ALGORE. Temps falling to the low 40’s by Friday, and north winds sustained at 32, gusting to 41. Bleechh. Batten the hatches over by the lake, Deborah.

Comment from Oh Hell
Time: May 2, 2013, 12:50 am

Spring snow storm here – second one in a week and a half. We got more snow than we have had all winter. Yay!! Moisture at last!! So why did my goats HAVE to start kidding right in the middle of it?????

Comment from Armybrat
Time: May 2, 2013, 1:48 am

Spectacular mid 60s, sunny here in Beantown today. I walked around town, taking care of business. Found a nice little restaurant with outdoor seating. A bottle of proseco, a nice spinach salad with warm bacon dressing…this is surely what heaven must look like.

Comment from kilroy182
Time: May 2, 2013, 2:14 am

As soon as I saw the photograph I thought of “Flowers for Algernon”. Yesterday the temps were in the 80’s, but today was cold, windy and in the low 40’s here in the corn patch.

Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: May 2, 2013, 2:36 am

Æsc! My favourite letter! Eđ, þorn, yoȝ, & ƿen (& the medial ſ) can suck it.

Animals’s brainses develop dif’rently when they’re raised by humans.

Comment from pandelume
Time: May 2, 2013, 2:46 am

Looks like a Siberian hamster to me.

Comment from Stark Dickflüssig
Time: May 2, 2013, 2:52 am

I probably meant eð, instead of eđ. Meh.

Comment from AndStatistics
Time: May 2, 2013, 3:42 am

I know how those lambs feel. heaters and fireplaces are all well and good, but there’s just no substitute for going out in your shirtsleeves for the first time in spring and feeling the sun soak all the way down to your bones.

(can you tell I’m not a winter person?) And a resounding BOOO at that round of ALGORE, clifford – if its on its way towards the hill country by friday, we’ll probably get part of it here in Dallas pretty soon. (though, eyeballing the weather radar looks like it *might* slide by out to the west. that’d be nice)

Comment from Gromulin
Time: May 2, 2013, 4:46 am

I’m going to go listen to “Green Grass and High Tides” now. Seems appropriate.

Comment from Malcolm Kirkpatrick
Time: May 2, 2013, 5:08 am

“Welp, I can’t walk too far down this road. I’ll end up a Jain, I swear.”
Jeffrey Masson’s When Elephants Weep will tip you over the edge (at least until you walk downwind of the next grilled steak).

Comment from Deborah
Time: May 2, 2013, 11:34 am

@Clifford Skridlow—it was shake, rattle, and roll last night. One more jolt last night and I think we would have tumbled down the hill. At least we got some good rain—about an inch—and when the sun comes up, I’ll see if we lost any trees. I’m a panhandle girl though (from the square part of the state), so I can take the screaming windwindwind.

Comment from Wolfus Aurelius (just back from We Made It)
Time: May 2, 2013, 2:21 pm

Back when I lived in Denver (O those glorious years), the first warm day after a stretch of cold days was verrry nice. Here, it’s the reverse for me: The first cool day after 9 months of sticky summer makes me frisk. I swear I must have Reverse Seasonal Affective Disorder.

Comment from Deborah
Time: May 2, 2013, 4:02 pm

I don’t mind the unusually cool spring if it includes some rain. When you live in Texas, all you can talk about is the rain—which is never enough, most of the time: http://www.mysanantonio.com/news/local_news/article/Residents-on-edge-as-Medina-Lake-evaporates-4170463.php#photo-3368800

Canyon Lake, where I live, is about ten feet below normal level. And under a burn ban again, so no camp fires or other burning.

But I would like to sit in the sun and recharge my freckles. And like darling Sixpence, I want to stick my nose in the flowers.

Comment from Sigivald
Time: May 3, 2013, 7:11 pm

It’s hard to watch so much sun worship and put store in the notion that animals are heat-seeking machines that would respond equally to the sun or a steam radiator.

Well, rig up a radiator and do some science!

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