Wetlands

An early morning in September, still warm and humid but not oppressively so. The wetland is rather quiet, though above me a couple squirrels gnaw away at hickories.I am delighted to see a spreadwing, the first I’ve seen in the Bronx. Slender Spreadwing, Lestes rectangularis, I think. He has caught a fly and is eating the still living creature.No doubt another creature who would like to catch a fly. Right below me as I watch the damselfly. Green Frog: Lithobates clamitans or Rana clamitans; there seems to be some binomial fisticuffs on the name of the genus. Rana is old school, and clearly still has its partisans.Close by, the devil in the garden. Must it always be so? An assault on the basis of the food chain for other insects and amphibians and reptiles and birds and mammals… which reminds me, I’m one of those, too.
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Necessary reading, as she always is: Rebecca Solnit on the situation. By the way, six days ago I noted that it was unlikely that Kavanaugh was a one-time offender. His boss Kosinski was a serial predator; his would-be boss Trump is the same. No reason this kind of man stops.

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1 Response to “Wetlands”


  1. 1 Frank Devine September 24, 2018 at 7:10 am

    And isn’t it odd that 45’s supporters, so dismissive of “the elites”, will back a nominee who just reeks of prep school entitlement? Stranger and stranger.


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