The idle musings of a former military man, former computer geek, medically retired pastor and now full-time writer. Contents guaranteed to offend the politically correct and anal-retentive from time to time. My approach to life is that it should be taken with a large helping of laughter, and sufficient firepower to keep it tamed!
Wednesday, August 3, 2016
A bird with balls
I had to laugh at this Brazilian seriema playing with a golf ball.
At first I wondered whether it thought the ball might be food, and was trying to break it open on the concrete path; but I'm forced to conclude it was simply having fun.
Earlier in my youth, I visited the Grand Canyon. Once in the advanced dusk, I was standing near The Edge and noticed an occasional faint whistling sound. I was able to discern that there were small, unidentified birds diving over the rim of the canyon at speed. I have not been able to decide if they were catching bugs or just having fun.
Earlier in my youth, I visited the Grand Canyon. Once in the advanced dusk, I was standing near The Edge and noticed an occasional faint whistling sound. I was able to discern that there were small, unidentified birds diving over the rim of the canyon at speed. I have not been able to decide if they were catching bugs or just having fun.
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