
Our property consists of 50 acres. Four of those acres contain our home and yard. We have a large garden, many shrubs and trees, many lawns, and my wife has many flower plots. The place is a real attraction for birds and other forms of wildlife. There are several local photographers that use our yard to photography wedding parties, etc. All these things are gratifying, but there are draw-backs for the luxury of having all this.
Needless to say, there are tremendous quantities of bio-mass produced in our yard. Besides all the lawn mowing and garden weeding in the summer, there is a massive cleanup required. It starts in November, after the leaves have fallen, through the winter. Cleaning up limbs blown down from winter storms, dead leaves, and old growth from the perennials in the flower plots constitute quite a big job. To date (March 14th) I have hauled off 164 wheel barrow loads and have dealt with several large piles of limbs.
I have often thought that we should name this place BIO-MASS PLANTATION.

March 17, 2012 | Categories: Photography, Stories, Uncategorized | Tags: bio-mass, cleanup, wheel barrow | Leave A Comment »
My wife was in the hospital for a procedure that was to be 2 days at the most. She was in for six! It was very tiring for her and me both. I was frustrated and became a bit angry. I kept the words to myself. Perhaps they could read my demeanor.
It made me believe the statement that 10 percent of a working force are responsible for 90 percent of the positive things accomplished. Many of the other 90 percent seemed inefficient – lacking common sense, not really listening to problems, and unable to do the simplest of things without direction from above.
Going on extended stay in the hospital to make one well, is like sending someone to prison to make him change his ways. He will usually come out a hardened criminal, and the patient just gets weaker until they can get back home to recover!
February 22, 2012 | Categories: Philosophy, Uncategorized | Tags: hospital, peter principle | 3 Comments »
When I first started teaching Biology at Burley High School,
several students expressed a desire to build a reptile garden and to stock it
with specimens. We started with a couple of lizards and I purchased a small
Columbian Boa Constrictor. The Boa died soon after its acquisition. However it
was replaced by a surprising mail delivery. A calendar cylinder arrived from a
nephew that was in New Mexico and inside was “jammed” a Bull Snake. I’m sure
that postal workers would have been most taken-back if they had known what they
were handling. She became one of two that I kept in the room for 22 years. I
also had a Corn Snake but his demeanor wasn’t as placid as hers. (Surprisingly,
both snakes died the year I retired)
It was impossible to keep them totally secured. Two or three times a year one
would escape its cage. I got so I never worried about where they had gone, as
they were always discovered – when opening a drawer, pulling out a book from the
shelf, or hearing a scream coming from the Chemistry Lab. One time the Corn
Snake was discovered in the girls’ restroom.
But the Bull Snake was of a mild disposition and I could gently pass her
around the classroom to those students that were brave enough to handle her. She
was also a source of great entertainment. Whenever a student brought a mouse or
vole to school to feed her, the kids would hurriedly crowd around the snake cage
to watch; their fascination of the feeding act never diminishing. The snakes got
to eat during the school year but were forced to “fast” over the three summer
months. However, I would periodically stop by to make sure they were still there
and with water in their pans.
Usually, a student would ask to take the Bull Snake home and care for her
over the summer. This I permitted, if I felt that student to be responsible.
During one summer, in the first part of August, I received a phone call at 6:15
in the morning. A woman was on the line and explained that she had just got off
the “graveyard” shift at the hospital and wanted to go to bed. The problem was
that the snake was already in her bed. She explained that her son was in Boise,
on a scouting affair, and so she was calling me to come and get the snake.
Well, I hurried to her house and sure enough – there was the snake, body
under the covers but her head was out and resting nicely upon the pillow.
September 23, 2011 | Categories: Stories, Uncategorized | Tags: biology, bull, burley, class, high school, snake | Leave A Comment »
There is something that I hold dear
It’s a roomy black matron that I revere
Rugged, but feminine is this beast
Extremely adaptable, to say the least
It’s the Angus cow of much renown
There is no equal to be found
She’s maternal and fertile, and easy to calve
A quality that is certainly good to have
Her calves are vigorous and jump to their feet
And when fed-out, yield high quality meat
She’s easy to care for with maintenance minimal
And contrary to belief, she is very gentle
On what she is fed I’ve seen other types try
Their competition lags – Of that I don’t lie
But this cow, comes through with great zeal
Does it with ease and preserves eye-appeal
If you ask why it’s Angus I feed
It’s basically the cow – She’s the strength of the breed!
(Recalled from the years when I bred cattle in Montana)

September 5, 2011 | Categories: Biology, Poetry, Uncategorized | Tags: angus, montana, poetry | Leave A Comment »
“Life doesn’t happen along the Interstates. It’s against the Law!”
How true this is! But it also seems to be difficult to experience it along side roads. There seems to be a law at every turn and woe unto he who appears to be out of the ordinary stereotype.
I was once asked: “When you travel in your camper, are you ever bothered by crooks?” My answer is no. Never have the usual bad elements of society bothered me, only the usual (the cops). We are always hassled by the police on just about every trip we take. Why? Because we are not appearing as society dictates as to what is proper for folks to be recreating at. Police are only a step above the “crooks” and like nine out of ten individuals in positions of authority, can’t handle it with common sense or with absence of some degree of tyranny.
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Snow Goose – Sandhill Crane – Curver-billed Thrasher – Brown Thrasher – Juniper Titmouse
Pinyon Jay – Blue Jay – Green-tailed Towhee – Hairy Woodpecker – White-headed Woodpecker
Pygmy Nuthatch – White-breasted Nuthatch – Red-breasted Nuthatch – Gray Jay
White-crowned Sparrow – White-throated Sparrow –
Mule Deer Doe – Grizzly – Pronghorn – Coyote – Wild Burros
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