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eyes, holes, trees

I went out in the early morning, when the sun was up but no people were out yet, and I walked along the road with one of my favorite views--over to the hills that look like waves.

(one day I will take a photo, put it up somewhere, and link to it so people can see it)

I practiced looking at faraway things, like the trees on those hills. I have a friend who works doing very close reading all day. He has this theory that by doing long-distance looking (which he does when he's driving places), he balances out the sort of close-distance looking he does for his work. I don't know about that, but I like the idea of stretching your eyes that way. Plus, as you look at those things, you can feel as big as the space between them and you--like you're the air in between.

Well, also on the walk I saw some little holes in the stone railroad bridge (the stones are held in place by cement, but in places the cement has come out, and there are holes. They would be good places to leave secret messages.

There are also holes in a lot of the trees in the woods. Some of the holes are in dead trees, but there are a fair number of pretty healthy-looking trees that have holes at their bases, triangle-shaped ones (wide at the bottom, then coming to a point further up the tree), sort of as if the trunk was a wrap-around skirt that was coming open just at that spot. They would be good places for tiny shrines. (I once had a dream about walking into a tree that had a shrine inside it--an amazing dream.)

Then I walked again in the evening--I walked to check the sap instead of driving.

Today was the second day in the 60s. Yesterday, in spite of its being so warm, I did actually get about 2 and a half gallons of sap (the day before I had gotten more than 3 gallons). Today there was less than a gallon, and I feel like I'm trying to nurse the sap through a fever. Just last until the cold weather comes back... but it's not due back until Tuesday--evil global warming! But the tap that hadn't been producing much is contributing more now... whereas the tap in the red maple seems done; nothing out of it recently.

I saw the silhouette of a bird--wasn't sure what it was--maybe a flicker or a mourning dove? But as I was watching, it launched itself from the branch it was on, and flew right by me, and I could see it was some kind of small hawk, with mottled feathers. I'll have to look it up and find out what it is. I wonder if, instead of a hawk, it could be a nighthawk? But it was pretty raptor-ish, and I think nighthawks are smaller.

It's weird that the Japanese word for nighthawk (yodaka) is exactly "nighthawk." I wonder if it means they translated the term from some European language like English. But that seems unlikely, since they always had nighthawks (I think). Or maybe they don't have nighthawks--I'm just assuming they do because of Miyazawa Kenji's よだかの星 (yodaka no hoshi = the nighthawk star). But maybe he was writing about a European bird.

I started out walking in the tail end of the setting sun, and finished off with stars in the sky--a nice feeling.

Tomorrow we're going to try free running, parkour style. I was inspired by the video whiskeredsadie linked to--this one


( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
Mar. 11th, 2006 09:23 pm (UTC)
Those "Parkour" guys are CRAZY! Oh, and you need the Eminem - right?
They must have a death wish!
Or a decent insurance policy?
Mar. 12th, 2006 11:04 am (UTC)
What a wonderful post. Didn't BooRadley in "To Kill a Mockingbird" leave Scout little treasures in a hole in a tree?
Mar. 12th, 2006 12:36 pm (UTC)
That's right! I remember that! I remember feeling very sympathetic toward him...
Mar. 12th, 2006 04:01 pm (UTC)
Lemme know how the free running goes...? i'm curious
Mar. 14th, 2006 10:04 am (UTC)
It was great--I can't wait to do it again. I might even try to *train* so I could do more stuff.
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