Water theater

Behind the Bathhouse Cultural Center on White Rock Lake’s eastern shore lies what some might at first consider the remnants of a failed development project.  From the water’s surface rise pipes and concrete pillars of varying sizes.

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Despite preliminary impressions, the menagerie of jutting and reaching arms represent an intentional construction.  It is the lake’s water theater.

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But this is not a performance hall intended for humans.  On the contrary, the entire area has been developed to cater specifically to waterfowl, from the theater’s many singular columns to the floating platform resting behind them.  Whether preening or resting or trying to woo a potential mate, wildlife in the area have come to utilize the structure just as it was intended.

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During my early morning walk today, the water theater provided a nice abstract interest for some photographs.  Avian visitors were scarce at that hour, although some were milling about or trying to grab a few more minutes of sleep before starting the day.

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From the back veranda of the cultural center and looking down at the lake, you can see the totality of the theater.  The individual pipes and pillars form a broad semi-oval facing the shore, while behind them the wooden float bobs lazily.  Also noticeable in that photo is downtown Dallas huddling quietly in the background, like a child trying to hide behind hills too small to provide shelter.  You can see it just left of center.

[some photos unintentionally contain a few American coots (Fulica americana) and mallard ducks (Anas platyrhynchos), as well as perhaps other species I didn’t see or didn’t recognize; I wasn’t focused on the wildlife when taking these images, so pardon me for not paying closer attention to those trying to get their faces in a picture or two]

Random Thought

Physical concepts are free creations of the human mind, and are not, however it may seem, uniquely determined by the external world. In our endeavor to understand reality we are somewhat like a man trying to understand the mechanism of a closed watch. He sees the face and the moving hands, even hears its ticking, but he has no way of opening the case. If he is ingenious he may form some picture of a mechanism which could be responsible for all the things he observes, but he may never be quite sure his picture is the only one which could explain his observations. He will never be able to compare his picture with the real mechanism and he cannot even imagine the possibility or the meaning of such a comparison.

— Albert Einstein

Foliate pastures

As I’ve explained before about the cows at the family farm, there are several pastures, some open and some full of trees and brush, and the cows are moved from enclosure to enclosure as the grass grows.

I snapped these photos while I visited there earlier this month.

Facing away from the front of the house, one of the pastures borders a creek and offers lush vegetation in many forms, from thicket to arboreal giants.  Although they’re difficult to see in the smaller version seen below, there are a handful of cows downhill from the gate on the left side of the photo.  You can see them behind the gate and camouflaged by verdant grass if you look at the larger version.

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And yes, if you must know, I totally had the camera on the wrong settings for that particular shot.  That’s why the sky looks bleached and the contrast of the trees looks like too much gamma correction has been applied.

Get over it.

The next two photos are on the opposite side of the house facing away from its back porch.  There is another pasture there full of East Texas’ second growth and scrub.

In this first image, you can see Mom in the lower-left corner as she offers a bit of affection to one of the calves.  That baby’s mother, having had her fill of attention and people in general, can be seen walking away at center.

Mom petting a calf while its mother walks along the fence in a wooded pasture at the family farm (183_8315)

As soon as the juvenile bovine realized its mother was leaving and it had to choose between some petting and maternal protection—and food—it promptly dashed to the elder cow’s side and followed her to the other end of the pasture.

A calf and its mother walking along the fence of a wooded pasture at the family farm (183_8316)

Even Mom’s stunningly powerful charms weren’t enough to overcome the family link between mother and child.  But then again, Mom certainly understands that premise and the strength of such bonds.

The refrigerator game, part deux

I already explained Kako‘s refrigerator game, and I even shared a video of part of the fun.  Now I’d like to show you some photos of the second part of this entertaining event.

As I said in that post, she “loves ‘The Refrigerator Game.’  That is, she leaps atop the frig and asks for—mostly demands—attention.  The game usually—mostly—winds up with her jumping on my back and continuing the demanding/getting attention from there.”

The aforementioned video shows the asking/demanding part.  These photos show the pre- and post-jump part.

Here she was in position to make her leap.

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Once on my back, she goes in one of two directions: crazy playful or heartwarmingly loving.  This time happened to be the latter of the two.

As you can see, she first lay down facing away from my head, and there she began kneading my back and making all affectionate and like.

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The moment I called to her and reached up with my other hand, though, she raced to turn around and fell into a hug that would bring a tear to the eye of any parent.

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And there she stayed while soaking up as much petting and scratching as she could get, all the while purring and kneading and hugging until my heart melted and all my woes disappeared behind a shroud of adoration.

Sometimes she’s more interested in playing, but this time she was far more wanting of some personal time with Daddy.  And she got it.

Open thread

Friday Ark #136 has started boarding and will continue doing so throughout the weekend.  Visit often!

The latest edition of Good Planets offers the normal bevy of beautiful photos celebrating our tiny world.  Go enjoy the scenery.

Although told with a bit of dark humor, this is a rather disturbing look at a few creatures we pushed to extinction.  Pay special attention to the amount of time it shows for us to discover and eviscerate each species.  Horrifying…

I will reiterate once again that the pet food recall has continued to grow.  There are new developments almost daily, and new brands and products are added to the list almost as often—if not several times in a single day.  The FDA’s page on the topic has blossomed into a menagerie of announcements, findings, and recalls.  And remember it now includes human food in several states.

As for the investigation, it too has grown.  At least three different toxins have been found in the adulterated products.  The most frightening aspect of that stems from this fact: those chemicals don’t explain the symptoms and deaths.  That could mean it’s the interplay between them (although that’s in doubt), but it could also mean there’s more to be discovered in this mess.

And updated numbers on the total animal deaths have yet to be disclosed.  Veterinarians across the country are reporting significant impact in all states.  I believe we’ll see something in the tens of thousands—at minimum—once the numbers are compiled and confirmed.  The number of dogs and cats made sick will be much higher than that.