I miss my bruises and I feel like I am losing my positioning

[sovay]

On the physical plane, I am just not doing very well. Among other things, I seem to have had an asthma attack last night. It was unpleasant. I would prefer not to repeat the experience. I meant to go out this afternoon into the brilliantly frigid sunlight and photograph whatever had not been mid-May frost-killed, but instead I finished my work and then I lay motionless on the couch. I appreciate the friend who is not on DW who sent me news of both masked hamsters and antibody llamas. My mother sent a few seconds of video in which she captured the bald eagle circling and calling over my parents' house. I am going to return to the couch and read Jean Webster's Daddy-Long-Legs (1912), which feels like it should be a re-read, except I don't recognize any of it.

Comments

[nineweaving]

I seem to have had an asthma attack last night

This is unacceptable, universe.

I appreciate all your creatures.

Daddy-Long-Legs gave me want to go to a Seven Sisters college. I ignored the slightly dodgy romance.

Nine

[sovay]

This is unacceptable, universe.

I'm not enjoying it. I really miss when it felt safe to see doctors. I would have seen several by now.

I appreciate all your creatures.

I don't think I'd ever heard a bald eagle's cry in the wild as opposed to dramatically setting the wilderness scene in film or TV. In fact it does not sound like the movies; I have just discovered that that iconically harsh, majestic falling call belongs to the red-tailed hawk, the bald eagle's Marnie Nixon. The one my mother recorded didn't sound as chirrupy as the NPR sample, but it was a much sweeter voice than its stand-in.

Daddy-Long-Legs gave me want to go to a Seven Sisters college. I ignored the slightly dodgy romance.

The romance was simultaneously visible as far back as the introductory description of the hero and thwanged suddenly out of nowhere in the last couple of letters. I feel there should maybe have been some middle ground. Still a good thing to read on a couch with a cat, including illustrations. ("I can't draw cows!")

[moon_custafer]

Years ago I saw a presentation by a raptor conservancy in which they claimed that the movies dub the cry of the red-tailed hawk over all raptors, except owls; apparently the Narnia movies even used the call for griffins. I suppose it’s more dramatic than the sounds the other species actually make.

[ethelmay]

Yeah, bald eagles make a sort of "meep" sound. They are also honestly kind of funny-looking, like white-haired absentminded professors.

[sovay]

They are also honestly kind of funny-looking, like white-haired absentminded professors.

I like bald eagles—I like most raptors—but I can't not associate them with the strong objections put up by Benjamin Franklin in 1776. "The turkey is the truly noble bird."