September 25, 2010
On closer inspection
![[IMAGE] lion's mane jellyfish](/blog/blogpix/blob1.jpg)
Welcome to my Saturday morning. The warm air of the equinox insisted that I have breakfast on the deck. Ok, I didn’t argue. Scrambled eggs with smoked salmon, strong coffee, English muffin and jelly… fish. Some people get Jehovah’s Witnesses showing up unannounced at their door. I get this guy. A lion’s mane jelly, easily 16″ across; I’ve scribbled about them on these pages before because they just mesmerize me. It’s sad that I always see them at the very end of their life, but then again, given their ferocious sting, I think that’s better than the alternative.
Here’s a closer view of my morning friend for you:
![[IMAGE] lion's mane jellyfish](/blog/blogpix/blob3.jpg)
…about the musicA trio for my trio.
So, as I’m enjoying a silent conversation with this unexpected breakfast companion (good thing he didn’t have much to say; neither do I before noon), I hear a screech to my right. I turn my head, look up, and there’s one of the two mating bald eagles with a nest in this particular tree, hanging out, looking for his own Saturday brunch:
![[IMAGE] eagle](/blog/blogpix/eagleview.jpg)
Here’s a closer view of him for you:
![[IMAGE] eagle](/blog/blogpix/eaglecloser.jpg)
Ok, so I admit that my eggs and coffee got a little cold because I spent more time with a camera in my hand than a fork. But I can have breakfast anytime. Nature, it always seems to me, is fleeting. Catch it while we can.
Alex Shapiro said,
September 25, 2010 @ 10:29 pm
If you think that my breakfast pal looks just like your average piece of beach glop, here’s something extra. I just came across this little video, which impressed me for two reasons: the size of the creature, and the daring proximity of the undersea photographer!
http://www.educatedearth.net/video.php?id=3629
Glenn Buttkus said,
September 26, 2010 @ 10:39 am
Like the teeming denizens of your Facebook followers,
of which I am proudly one, your immersion in nature
astonishes we of the urban persuasion, we of the
tiny gardens and concrete sensitivities. Catch it/them
while you can, indeed, with your lens, camera and
crystalline, with your heart, with your notes, and with
the lexicon of life that continues to lengthen within.
And we kelphistos will lap it all up like hungry kittens,
always read to eat, never satiated.
You music, the mp3 of the Price Trio, that gorgeous
ALLEGRO: Trio for clarinet, violin, and piano
@ 2:14 still buzzes in my head as I stare out my
window, across my deck, at the freshly mowed
lawn and sad tomato plants still blossoming,
and there in the movements, I heard the sea,
smelled the kelp, heard the simmering screech
or your eagle followers, and I thank you for
the meditation and transportation.
Lion’s Mane Dialogue
Welcome to my Saturday morning.
The warm air of the equinox insisted
that I have breakfast on the deck.
Ok, I didn’t argue.
Scrambled eggs with smoked salmon,
strong coffee, English muffin
and jelly… fish.
Some people get Jehovah’s Witnesses
showing up unannounced at their door.
I get this guy.
A lion’s mane jelly,
easily 16″ across;
they just mesmerize me.
It’s sad that I always see them
at the very end of their life,
but then again,
given their ferocious sting,
I think that’s better
than the alternative.
Alex Shapiro