Friday, 1:15 pm
Snagged from Phillip, there is a drama playing out in Maryland and it’s anyone’s guess how it will all turn out. Martha and George, two mated bald eagles, set up housekeeping on the Woodrow Wilson bridge, as they have every spring since 1999. Once mated, bald eagles remain together until death do us part.
On Wednesday, Martha was attacked by another eagle while flying. She was badly injured and is currently in a rehab clinic, her prognosis labeled as guardedly optimistic. But it will take several weeks before she recovers, if she recovers.
Meanwhile, George is left with a nest and two eggs to watch over. And the other eagle that attacked Martha has been circling around. George may not be able to care for the chicks by himself. He may abandon them. Or...he may take himself a new wife and let her help him raise the chicks. Or...the wildlife specialists may remove the chicks from the nest once they’re hatched and place them with a foster mother. It’s all rather up in the air, currently.
Well, poor Martha. What if George gets himself a new wife? Martha might be a little miffed when she returns. And what would George do? Dump the new one for Martha? Or would he tell Martha that life is tough and it’s time to move on? I really have no idea, but I’m rootin’ for Martha.
I hope the newspapers keep us informed. I want to know how this ends.
Update Saturday: - Aww, there’s been an update. George is a daddy and, so far, he’s taking care of his baby by himself. Keeping fingers crossed… (Thanks, Phillip!)
Thinking about Craigslist
Friday, 12:31 pm
I delivered the lad to the train station this morning, bright and early. By now, he and his Dad should be finishing up a visitation at Emerson College and preparing to head out to the airport for a flight to Ohio where they will visit grandma and do the prospective student orientation tour at OWU. Then, I believe they catch another flight to Philly where Dad does business on Monday and then they drive to Easton for a tour of Lafayette. And home on Tuesday night. There’s a whirlwind trip for you. Naturally, the lad was giddy at the idea of missing 3 days of school. Excused absences for seniors visiting colleges, so it’s guilt free and fun, fun, fun.
Meanwhile, back on the ranch, I’m cleaning again. And resuming the pitching and hoeing and thinking a dumpster would be really useful. Or Craigslist if instant gratification isn’t completely necessary. After all these years, I’m still trying to fit in a little house and it’s no easy task to let go of your history. But when your history doesn’t fit in your house, there’s not much else to do but let it go (since I don’t really plan on having a big house again). For me, that paring down has taken considerable time. My basement looks like the combination of a furniture store and a flea market. [Insert huge sigh]
I’ve heard that Craigslist is really a good way to get rid of stuff. The idea of someone taking stuff away and maybe even paying me something for it really appeals to me. It’s a heck of a lot better than paying someone to haul it away. I may give that a try over the weekend and see if anything happens.