Full Squirrel Tree Frog Moon

Squirrel Tree Frog, Hyla squirrella is overrunning my world. I'm not complaining, I'm actually overjoyed. This "Frog Plague" of biblical proportions, has gifted me with an outstanding opportunity. You see I have these five young ladies in my life, Mya, Emma, Anna, Maggie Rose, and Maddie. Ranging in age from 12 to 17 they have begun distancing themselves from my foolishness and the embarrassing things grandfathers do. So I have started a text group with them sending them cool photos of 10 Squirrel Tree Frogs plastered to my bedside window as I prepare to hit the hay or a huge Orb Weaver Spider on a fresh kill hanging from a new web on the way to their Mimi's fancy car. Now, finally they want to talk to me! UGH! Hahahahaha! Ewuuuuu! and so on, at least they are talking to me.

I called the Frog Dude, Billy Finney, to get a proper ID on the tree frogs and he said that the numbers I'm experiencing, ie 3 to 4 times normal numbers, are probably due to all the rain last year making it easy for them to procreate. Thanks Billy it is so nice to have friends who can imitate all the Louisiana frog calls, and you are a good dude on top of your vocal skills.

The Full Squirrel Tree Frog Moon is Sunday August 26, but it rises really nicely as the sun sets about 730 on Saturday night. Saturday and Sunday moon rises should be exciting. Grab a bottle of Marcello's 3/20, we like Wild Meadows Merlot, unplug the kids, old folks and snag a bundle of bag chairs, and head for open country, this promises to be a grand show. Heck unplug everyone, you will have much more fun.

how about a short one from Wendell Berry:

                                              SEVENTY YEARS

                                              Well, anyhow, I am
                                               not going to die young

Yup Wendell, we made it!

7-27-18 Arrive in DC on direct flight out of NO with Maggie Rose, 15, her first flight. I think she had fun, it was a full load of human flesh. Toured downtown DC after picking up Jake at Pentagon when his day over. Stopped to enjoy the Jefferson Memorial in the dark, very cool.

 7-27-18 Full Ground Hornet Moon celebration with a bottle of Well Read Organic California wine, 2017, from Trader Joe's, with no detectable sulfates. It was nearly 3/20, pretty good for a red west coast organic consumed on the east coast.

7-29-18 National Zoo day, open and free to the public, oh the mass and press of humanity, now the animals on exhibit are no where to be seen, to damned hot!

7-30-18 Up early to drop Jake at the Slug Line for his daily commute into DC. So I drop him in the Pentagon line and he and a few others wait for some random guy, who prefers to drive, to come along picking them up and riding them for free for the privilege of him driving fast in the HOV lanes. No conversation allowed, that way the driver is not distracted and riders can work or read if they wish to. Pretty cool. Just park your car and reduce the number of cars on freeway and reduce amount of fuel burned.
P, Maggie Rose and Maddie jumped on the Metro, commuter rail, into Pentagon for a full tour with Jake after his day is through. Amazing large office building with uncountable employees and I think I heard 17 miles of hallways. Metro home.

7-31-18 On our way to airport we see three Fox Kits hanging out like puppies or kittens on some lady's front porch, in Jake's subdivision, just blocks from his house.

Home again and I am so glad! I loved the warm moist Louisiana embrace as I walked to the car. I missed the Locust choir too.

8-1-18 FIRST DAY OF FALL Y'ALL! Not really, but just a tad cooler, not cool but cooler. MIKIs seem nervous, too early for them to mass up and hang out together as they ready to migrate. Must be my imagination, I sure missed them though.

8-2-18 I stepped out into the dawn near-darkness to another cool morning, that is two in a row y'all. Most of the soybeans are harvested and the cane is being planted today on my ride in, really amazing. Sugar Cane is propagated by stem cuttings. Pretty cool.

8-3-18 Professional photo shoot per Amy and her bud Jeri in Prairieville. This is in preparation for our 50th wedding aniversary 8-31-18. Oh my, has it been that long? We are anticipating a nice gathering of mostly family with a few friends to help us celebrate. We will gather them up 9-8-18.

8-11-18 Persied Meteor Shower for three nights begining tonight. 10pm-dawn, look straight up. Mimi saw one. I slept through the rest I guess.

8-12-18 Fine female Garter Snake at the base of the cypress. Up at 311am looking for meteors but found not a one.

8-14-18 From Wendell Berry's The Memory of Old Jack, per Mat "And then he was set upon by the stubborn sense of appropriateness that has ruled him or troubled him ever since... Mat felt the change upon himself. Now he was the oldest and the longest memory was his. Now between him and the grave stood no other man. From here on he would find the way for himself.
Mat, I remember having similar feelings when my Dad passed, quite sobering.

8-17-18 Year of the Frog. These days I see a few yard frogs or toads but the suction cup toed tree frogs with the gold racing stripe are everywhere. 10 on the window by my bed tonight. What fun.

8-18-18 Four Sisters' Cafe' in Breaux Bridge, 11am-1pm. Maggie Rose is the star attraction for the lunch crown. It was a fine performance.

8-19-18 11 frogs on my window

8-20-18 8 frogs on my window

8-21-18 One huge lady-Orb Weaver Spider on the walkway to the carport and 12 frogs on my window.

8-23-18 In the dusk and shadow of my  back yard what do my wondering eyes see as I wash dishes at the sink window? A Bete Puante Quartet, four young skunks, tails up and fluffed strutting around in the deepening darkness.
Magnificent moon rise tonight, the pregnant moon on the increase, golden with the dust and wet of our night air.

                                             LOOK IT OVER

                                             I leave behind even
                                             my walking stick. My knife
                                             is in my pocket, but that
                                             I have forgot. I bring
                                             no car, no cell phone,
                                             no computer, no camera,
                                             no CD player, no fax, no
                                             TV, not even a book. I go
                                             into the woods. I sit on
                                              a log provided at no cost.
                                              It is the Earth I've come to,
                                              the Earth itself, sadly
                                              abused by the stupidity
                                              only humans are capable of
                                              but, as ever, itself. Free.
                                              A bargain! Get it while it lasts.
                                                                 Thanks Wendell Berry

So get out there and "look it over" with your peeps. You have two nights to accomplish that, make the most of this unplugged experience.

peace love possumhugs

BT




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