So, more four of this and that, as tagged by FC. (Who else do you know who takes two days to answer a simple meme? I’d finish Thursday Thirteen the following Monday.)
FOUR PLACES I’VE LIVED
all in Michigan. But that’s going to change…
FOUR MOVIES I WOULD WATCH OVER AND OVER
I don’t really like to watch movies over and over but I can always go back to these:
1-Five Days One Summer, a sleeper that never made it big here, starring Sean Connery. A beautifully written screenplay, filmed in the Swiss Alps. Great movie.
3-To Kill a Mockingbird
4- Rich says, “Put down Field of Dreams.” That’s his favorite. My fourth, really, would have been Stake Out Two where Rosey O’Donnell (before she went all weird) serves up appetizer "penguins" made out of hard boiled eggs with little olive wings walking on a bed of Crisco snow.
FOUR ALBUMS I COULDN’T DO WITHOUT
1-Joshua Bell, Poeme
2.-Laurie Anderson, Strange Angels
3. Tom Waits, Closing Time
4. John Coltrane, Giant Steps
FOUR PLACES I’VE BEEN ON VACATION
1.Cayo District, Belize. Right there with the jaguars and coatimundi. And a giant wolf spider that bit me on the leg while I was going to the bathroom in the middle of the night.
2. Osa Peninsula, Costa Rica. Right there in the rain forest with a wet baby tree sloth and toucans and exotic tree frogs and a giant 6 foot tree python that was wrapped around the base of the cool toilet in the middle of the night.
3. On the shore of the Inside Passage near Gustavus, Alaska with a whole pod of humpback whales, a raft of nearly a hundred otters and a big black bear that came out of the woods to surprise me when I left the tent to pee in the middle of the night.
4. On the tiny island of Isla Mujeres, Mexico with dolphins and sea turtles and sharks and an island cat who caused me to wet myself when he jumped in the open hotel bathroom window onto my lap in the middle of the night.
FOUR TELEVISION PROGRAMS I LIKE TO WATCH
2. Boston Legal
3. The Sopranos
4. The Weather Channel (24/7, but esp. BIG weather stories.
FOUR PLACES I’D RATHER BE
Right now I’m happy as a clam at high tide here in St. Petersburg but last week? Next week?
1- Orcas Island
2- Island of Kauai
3- Santiago Island, Galapagos
4- Ile de Cap Ferret, France
FOUR BLOGS I READ EVERY DAY
I always read more than four or none at all (on molasses cookie days. And I always read more than I comment. So you could pick any 30-40 on my blogroll and five that aren’t and I’ve probably read them but maybe not. How’s that for diplomacy?
(It is harder for me to be online down here in Florida so I read more and comment less here.)
FOUR PEOPLE TO TAG
This is touchy because I don’t want to burden anyone plus half of
everybody has already done this meme and if I tag them they’ll think,
WHAT? She didn’t read that post? and I have to be careful not to tag
anyone who previously tagged me for a meme that I didn’t do (Meeta, Mamacita, etc.,
etc.). Does anyone else get into these meme dilemmas or is it just me? Tag- you’re it! ____________________________________________
It was almost precisely a year ago that Rich and I first saw this little 75 year old bungalow we now enjoy. It’s classic Arts and Crafts with nice plaster and arch ways and moldings and the street is paved with bricks and we walk to the bay to watch the sea creatures. Still. I was initially not in favor of Florida. I said, Rich! Florida is the armpit of the nation! And he said that wasn’t really so because if you looked at a map and operated from the premise that New Jersey is one armpit and Oklahoma is the other then Florida must be the, uh, crotch of the nation. (This from people who live in the single most depressed and depressing State in the nation where everyone has goiters.)
Anyway, Rich was thinking about retirement and investment and baby boomers and appreciation but I was thinking about this:
"Oh, look! There’s a Cooper’s Hawk nesting in the Live Oak in the front yard! We should buy it!" And so we did. (actually, we let the bank buy it. )
After a pretty rough hurricane season a few of the older Live Oaks took a bit of a hit and although the nest is still there, much of the cover for the nest is gone. I was wondering what that would mean for this year.
This morning I heard the shrill piping of a hawk and looked up to see my friend. He is beautiful! I wasn’t able to get a clear photo yet but I’ll have one by tomorrow and also a report on The Beak of the Finch. (Amazing book for any naturalist or if you’re curious at all about evolutionary theory.) It appears he is robbing Peter to pay Paul; he is taking bits and pieces from his old nest across the street to Jordan’s Live Oak. If he is starting anew this is a major project and I’m anxious to see how quickly he proceeds. I haven’t seen the missus yet. The good news for me is he’s back, he’s in my line of sight and Jordan’s sidewalk will be carcass city this year instead of mine. Ain’t life grand?