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A little of the quantum

March 30, 2009 · 5 Comments

I’m enjoying the past couple of days since the clocks were changed.  The evening is longer, not just for me but also for the birds and the squirrels.  Across from my study window there’s a line of trees, busy on any mild or warm day and especially so when a mild day follows a cold snap.  The tree branches are alive with a mad dash of squirrels.

I’ve sat here for at least an hour, watching the fun, gasping as a near miss from one branch tip to another is turned into an acrobatic triumph.

Graham put his pasting brush down and came in to see what all my ooh-ing and aah-ing was about, and joined in.  

“They never quite miss, never quite fall,” he said.

“Could be that they know there’s no National Health Service for squirrels,” I said.

“There might be something quantum about that.”

“There’s a little of the quantum in just about everything if you poke hard enough.”

“True.  Very true.”

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5 responses so far ↓

  • Jim // March 30, 2009 at 6:32 pm

    A quantum of solace perhaps?

    (I’m going to have to watch that movie sometime just to figure out what the title means)

    I’m not sure that solace can be divided so that’s an interesting title. On the other hand, I don’t generally watch Bond movies until they are very, very old… ;-)

  • Bonnie // March 30, 2009 at 7:34 pm

    I just had to listen to Coral complain about the squirrels brought in to England that are diminishing the native squirrels. Some how I wish I could get her to quit calling here.

    You could always change your phone number, Bonnie! Works a treat, does changing your phone number.

  • Mage Bailey // March 31, 2009 at 2:23 am

    We have skunks and possums but nary a squirrel here. What fun.

  • maddy // March 31, 2009 at 11:57 am

    I grew up in rural (very) downstate New York. We had squirrels, chipmunks, raccoons, opossums, you name it. We had a big back yard surrounded by woods, and I loved sitting on the back porch and watching them. Naturally, the ‘possums and ‘coons only came out at night, but the squirrels and chipmunks were daily entertainment.

    Incidentally, we don’t change our clocks in Ariizona. It’s pretty confusing when everyone else does.

  • Jim // March 31, 2009 at 7:50 pm

    Hey Maddy, where in “downstate” NY? I’m guessing either Orange or Rockland counties — I’m a Kingston native myself (so we always said we were “upstate”), lived for a while in New Paltz, and then Monticello, and then many years out in the Binghamton area before moving to Rhode Island.

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