“Was not their mistake once more bred of the life of slavery that they had been living?—a life which was always looking upon everything, except mankind, animate and inanimate—‘nature,’ as people used to call it—as one thing, and mankind as another, it was natural to people thinking in this way, that they should try to make ‘nature’ their slave, since they thought ‘nature’ was something outside them” — William Morris


Friday, March 4, 2011

The Sound of Frogs


I'm guessing in the six figures, and there are more than yesterday. I live next to a large pond and the sound of the frogs tonight is, wow. Just a huge wall.

When I locked up last night I found three or four sleeping on the rubber step in the doorway. I'm guessing that place was minimally warmer than other possibilities.

At least they have somewhere to go on this warming Earth. Davis is not a bad town for frogs and toads. We have toad crossings under the highways, for instance (for real).

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