flip it open and exclaim, no, it's not fisher
then, in an echoing bellow, YES
WOLVERINE!!!
In the introduction to Mammal Tracks & Sign, Mark Elbroch talks about cultural tracking and, in a later chapter, he discusses visual thinking. Today, as I read this, I couldn't help but think about this poetry-related post and its link to a greater spectrum.
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And I jus thought you were calling me names! I'm so relieved!
Ha! Honestly, no one understands us nature poets. Oops, I mean nature writers... :)
I am still looking for a good scat-for-beginners book.
;-)
Ha! You mean a Canadian version of Who Pooped in the Park? :)
yes. but this title sounds more closer to the mark:
http://www.amazon.ca/What-Shat-That-Matt-Pagett/dp/1580088856/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1233022955&sr=1-3
Ha! Brilliant!
I come to this blog for elevated discussion (and the occasional spate of name calling), and all I get today is poop talk!
Well if you don't like it then scat! :)
Do you have this book, A? If not, I think you'd love it. Perfect guide for the A forest not to mention your upcoming adventures.
Um, I'm pretty sure animals move...
(Foolishness aside, it does look good. I'll see if McNally's has it the next time I'm in...)
Ha! Bad.
You'll love it. It's the best of our track and sign guides. I don't know if it's a sign of things to come, but this is one of the books that I'm spending time with now that my big year, as H calls it, has begun. The interpretation of track patterns - the possible interpretations - requires flexible thinking, as Elbroch points out. It requires imagination. There's plenty in the introductory chapters that speaks so well to the writing process. At least the process I'm currently engaged in.
I don't have that book yet! But I do have some great tree, flower, and bird guides. A lot of good they do me: there's a single tree in front of my apartment building. It's a maple. A maple full of black squirrels. Oh, Toronto the beautiful. ;)
Ha! I've only been to Toronto twice. On the first visit, while we were sitting in a nice little green space behind the conservatory before the Griffin shortlist readings, the garbage can began to rattle. Then this enormous squirrel hauled itself out. I was shocked at its size. Clearly it had been eating too many Timbits. Anyway, I just checked and that squirrel's tracks are in the book. Its scat is there, too. Though I imagine all you'd have to do is stand beneath the maple and look up. According to the book, their pellets "seem to be dropped at random." :)
Update! In Toronto's defence, I saw an animal yesterday that *wasn't* a squirrel. I was on the Queen streetcar, looking out the window, and watched a red-tailed hawk swoop down and scoop what I can only assume was a mouse.
Nice! Well, not for the mouse...
hi B, I'm at the Leightons right now and an elk parks herself under the pines outside my window... she stares at me kindly... a friend wrote me and told me that the elk teaches stamina, the ability to pace oneself for one's set task... sounds good to me... she leaves a little bowl in the snow from her body heat
She leaves a little bowl...that's so lovely! The elk teaches stamina - thank you for passing that along. I think I needed to hear that. I hope your work is going well there.
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