Sometimes I think my head is bursting with information. Other times I think I know very little ... certainly about some important parts of the world. I have read what I could about the horseshoe crabs that wash up on "my" [because it's where I walk although it's a conservation area] beach but I only know a little. I have been gathering the poor dead creatures together in bunches, it seems fitting for such a venerable species that they not lie randomly scattered on the beach. Probably that's an act of a fey old lady but it gives me satisfaction.
When I went out this morning for my walk I paused and decided not to take my camera -- of course when that's the decision I always wish I had it. Yesterday and today there were spines that I think must be from eels, they are a kind of rope of disks and lie gracefully curved on the sand. I have not seen them until yesterday and there were a couple more today. I should have taken a photo, maybe next time. Snakes scare me and these are serpentine and eels are too snaky for me to feel comfortable. But these bones have great grace and beauty, I would kind of like to bring one home but would need to wrap it in a kerchief, which I also didn't have. My ignorance is actually boundless.
Last evening after what is a forming habit, at least for the fall months, of Wednesday night dinners when Rachel and I take turns cooking for one another, we walked Molly-dog in the woods around Hathaways Pond and noticed mushrooms sprouting up all along the path. Most were gray/white but these red ones look absolutely lethal -- although I do not know how to tell except that I trust the ones in the packages in the supermarkets, some of which I will have at dinner this evening. Did I say boundless ignorance? There were LBBs at her feeder, I have to call all little brown/black birds LBBs because I don't know their names. It's humility pie for me today.
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