SAY IT AGAIN STAN

Want to be in my new Aoody Wallen road movie?

in the house

I AM NOT WILLIAM MOOR, MOORE, MORE

No More Chucky

BIRDS & WIND

A Steller's Jay today, and a couple of downy woodpeckers, or sapsuckers,
couldn't decipher the red on the head
of course american robins and perhaps some Hammond's flycatchers.
Some chestnut back chickadees hit the feeder this morning.
California towhees scuttling and this passage:

"'There are a lot things that aren't your fault. Or mine, either. Not the fault of prophecies, or curses, or DNA, or absurdity. Not the fault of Structuralism or the Third Industrial Revolution. We all die and disappear, but that's because the mechanism of the the world itself is built on destruction and loss. Our lives are just shadows of that guiding principle. Say the wind blows. It can be a strong, violent wind or a gentle breeze. But eventually every kind of wind dies out and disappears. Wind doesn't have form. It's just movement of air. You should listen carefully, and then you'll understand the metaphor.'"