Things ar egoing their way overhere. In teh weekends a little peace and quiet. Tomorrow the workers will start again repairing the building with a lot of noise. SW and Buckeye seem to have adapted. The work must be done. No one wants a huge brick to fall on our beloved peregrines, or eyases. The building is not so safe anymore, so repairs are necessary. The workers take the birds into consideration, so not to worry.
" We need another, and a wiser, perhaps a more mystical,
concept of animals.
Remote from universal nature and living by complicated artifice,
man in civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge
and sees thereby a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion.
*
We patronize them for their incompleteness,
for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves.
And therein we err, and greatly err.
For the animal shall not be measured by man.
*
In a world older and more complete than ours
they move finished and complete,
gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained,
living by voices we shall never hear.
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They are not brethren.
They are not underlings.
They are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time,
fellow prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth.”
*
Henry Beston
With special thanks to:
Chris & Chad Saladin
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