Be Running!

 

  Every morning in Africa a gazelle wakes up. It knows it must run faster than the fastest lion or it will be killed. Every morning a lion wakes up. It knows it must outrun the slowest gazelle or it will starve to death. It doesn’t matter whether you are a lion or a gazelle – when the sun comes up,
you’d better be running.

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copyright Jim Lockman/Click! 2010

Bacon, Bacon, Bacon!

Thanks to Harry Hoover who introduced me to Bacon Day.

Bacon Day is the Saturday before Labor Day every year. Who knew? But every day is Bacon Day!

Bacon has gained in popularity, even though I think most people have always loved it.  Products have been developed using bacon as an ingredient and merchants have gone crazy creating bacon iconic things to buy.

Ever wonder how bacon is made. Watch this. Boston had a bacon eating contest.

Bacon flavored foods are popping up everywhere. There is bacon flavored salt, baconaise, and bacon-ranch dip mixBacon Freak carries a number of bacon flavored products including maple bacon lollipops, bacon pancakes, bacon jerky, gummy bacon, and even bacon hot sauce.

Vosges Haut-Chocolat is the leader in providing  decadent chocolate and bacon deserts including their Bacon Caramel Toffee. Try their Flying Chocolate Pig. Coca Cola is even testing Diet Coke with bacon!

You can even find Bacon Pop popcorn,  bacon coffee, bacon gumballs, and even bacon flavored vodka, Bakon! After you’ve finished your eating , floss your teeth with Bacon Floss, freshen your breath with Uncle Oinker’s Bacon Mints ,  remove stubborn bacon bits with bacon flavored toothpicks, and add a little Bacon Balm to your lips.

So clean up yourself with bacon soap, put on your bacon shirt, fasten your bacon belt, and for those special occasions tie your bacon tie, wear your bacon shoes or glide on your bacon scateboard, take care of your boo boos with bacon bandages, check out the time with your bacon watch, and grab your bacon lunchbox and head over to a friends house to play  Mr. Bacon’s Big Adventure Board Game.

Oh, and don’t forget to mail your letter using  bacon envelopes and download your pictures using your bacon USB flash drive.

Buying all these porky treats is going to require getting your dough out of your bacon wallet.

Saving the best for last, have yourself a RC Cola and a Bacon Moon Pie!

After that, all I can say is “go ahead and pig out!”

Case of the Missing Fish

Hearing the familiar sound of running water, Nick the lanky Blue Heron departed from his nightly flight around the greenway for a detour to a neighborhood backyard pond. Using his keen night vision, Nick scoped the area in search of the source of the waterfall sound pouring beneath the trees. Finding an old bath tub, Nick walked along the brick walkway. Glancing over the side, this stately figure was hunting for a late night snack or a meal to take back to his newborn nestlings. Finding a small Chinese Koi, he quietly stepped over the side and waited until the unsuspecting pet resumed his swimming habits. At last, his desire for “Chinese carry out” was satisfied.

At least I think this is what happened!

A few days ago, I looked over the side of the old bathtub I had made into a fountain, realizing one of my two Koi was missing. Perplexed, I looked around for evidence as to the demise of one of my pets.

Before I detail my investigative skills, some background information will set the stage.

For a long time, I wanted to display an old claw-foot tub removed from an old house where I had lived and operated Click! for a number of years. First, I created an eclectic planter for the lobby of my new office, much to the chagrin of my traditional business landlord.

My employee, Clay, and I tried our hand at creating an aquarium with a couple of live bass caught by Clay at a local pond. We failed for a number of reasons including the territorial nature of fish and the leaping abilities of aquatic vertibrae.

The tub sat for awhile, becoming the topic of jokes by friends and family over my vision to make it become a backyard statuary. I finally painted the tub last summer, bought a pump and plumbed an old galvanized pipe creating an antigue looking fountain. Completing my “dream”, I added three Koi and a number of potted plants and floating lettuce.

My fountain was a success and we enjoyed it through the summer and fall seasons, (until the fish died.) One made a flying leap and the other two sufficated while I was changing the water and cleaning the gravel in the tub (not enough O2, I guess.)

Undaunted, I went with my granddaughter, Natalie to buy fish this summer. We arrived with two, a large (3.5″) and a small one chosen by Natalie. They were named Natalie and Poppie by the original choosers. Brenden has yet to buy “Brenden” and it may be late for this year.

Thus we arrive at the case of the missing Koi, “Poppie.” Combing the sight for any evidence of a failed escape, the only item of interest was a small blue feather. It looked surprisingly similar to feathers of Blue Herons I have photographed down in the greenway.

This brought a recollection of my laughter when I asked the salesman last year if I needed to know anything specifically about raising Koi in the backyard. His response was, “They’ll do fine if the herons don’t eat them.” I remember walking away and thinking how dumb to think a large bird like a heron would be able to discover my fountain and  be able to find a three inch Koi less than twelve feet from my screened porch in a shaded area.

 

Well, the Koi disappeared and little Natalie continues to hide most of the time.

“Come back to my yard again, Nick, and I’ll blow your brains out!” 

Photos: copyright 2010 Jim Lockman/Click!

Bird brain

“The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid-air stands still.” 

-Robert Frost

“Hummingbird stay for a fractional sharp sweetness, and’s gone, can’t take more than that.”

-Denise Levertov

“Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are?”

Matthew 6:26
 
 
 Photos copyright 2010 Jim Lockman/Click!