Monday, March 22, 2010
Here is a video of one of the babies (not Denty) actually hatching. It is a little bit long, but WOW! The baby emerges right before your eyes!
Monday, March 22, 2010
Hatching has been FUN at school today. I've made two video clips from today's eggsitement. This one is a very short clip of Denty, the Survivor. If you haven't been following my blogs, check Denty's Alive! for more info about Denty's saga.
Monday, March 22, 2010
In an earlier blog, I had posted about a disaster with one of the incubating eggs. One of the kindergarten children loved it a little too much and it ended up with what looked like a lethal dent and cracks running around to the other side. My sister, an ornithologist, suggested gluing it so that the moisture levels inside the egg were retained. She researches endangered shore birds, and sometime this is done in the field if an egg is damaged.
Figuring I had nothing to lose, I coated the chipped, dented, and cracked parts of the shell with good old Elmer's glue, leaving the rest of the egg free to breathe.
Yesterday, when I checked on the eggs, two of the eggs had little pip marks on them, but Denty was still, with no signs of any changes. This morning when I checked on the eggs, there were no hatches, but more of the eggs had pipping - including Denty. I picked her up to be certain I was seeing what I thought I saw, and she peeped at me!
I am delighted, and I know the little girl who loved the egg a little too much will be very happy to know that Denty is alive and well.
It's a rainy day, but a very happy one!
You go, Denty!
Sunday, March 21, 2010
This is Annie Oaktree, my favorite tree on our property. Tecumseh was born only a couple of miles from here, and I like to think that he sat under her shade on hot summer days, and also enjoyed her beauty. When Hurricane Ike came through, she sustained terrible damage, yet she seems to be able to survive her wounds. I don't know how many more years she has, but I will mourn her loss when she is gone.
This is Woody. Woody is younger than Annie, but still an old tree. He presides over the pond and showers us with 'cotton' every summer.
This gnarled beauty is Hawk Haven. She is home to a mother hawk and her nestlings every year.
Mori provides light and beauty year round, whether in full leave or bare for the winter.
Bird Condo is one of several stately pines that houses so many of my backyard birds winter, spring, summer, and fall.
I love my old trees, their stately beauty, the habitat they provide, the stories they tell and the mystery of the stories they keep to themselves.
I wish, as a nation, we had such respect and admiration for our human elders; the strength they have, the sorrows and hardships they have had to endure, the courage they had to face those sorrows, and the joys they still can share. So often, in our culture, older people are discounted, dismissed, made fun of, and even abused. Their stories are untold and unheard.
I think it is a combination of loss generations of families living together as a unit, and a fear of aging. We are a nation obsessed with youth and 'beauty', beauty being narrowly defined as glamorous and youthful. Beauty is far more than that. There is beauty in age, in the strength and courage of survival, and in the wisdom that only life's experiences can bring.
Take some time to spend with people of all ages. Listen to their stories and share yours.
Saturday, March 20, 2010
After three nights of not being able to sleep, and three days of not being able to eat, I finally got a good night's sleep last night and woke up hungry. The antibiotics and sinus medications have kicked in even faster than I had hoped for. While I still feel sick, I can breath, my body aches are gone, and I don't feel absolutely miserable. There is light at the end of the tunnel.
I fixed myself French toast with a side of fresh strawberries for breakfast.
1 slice double fiber whole wheat bread
1 fresh organic egg
1/4 C 1% milk
sprinkle of cinnamon
Cook in pan with Pam spray to prevent sticking until brown on both sides, drizzle lightly with real maple syrup.
It was good to be able to eat, but I still can't taste anything
I am going to work on holding myself back today so I don't overdo and set my recovery back, but I hope to get Stella out to the dog park this afternoon so we can both enjoy this glorious day, and she can run her beans out. She has really been full of it!
I'll be checking the eggs in the incubator closely this weekend. Hatching could start any time now. I can't wait!
I hope you all have a fantastic Saturday.
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