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July 29th  2011    Tim Candler

    This year in the barn, two Barn Swallows raised seven young from two broods.  And oddly enough there are nine maturing Wax Gourds out there in the Vegetable Garden.  Then this morning I counted eighteen Barn Swallows along the electric line.  They were quite silent and they were staring into the horizon.  Which means there is gathering of the like minded, and thoughts of distant places.

   It's early though.  They still pop in and out of the barn, as though they had forgotten something.  They'll sit around nattering.  For a week they might even disappear altogether.  And because my bird identification skills are so filled with assumptions, there is always chance the Barn Swallows I see are something else.  Chipping Sparrows, or Little Owls, perhaps

      But I will argue that all creatures that raise their children share essentially the same emotional framework.  Which is why the little ones are so adorable.  However, creatures that drop a hundred thousand eggs then disappear, have what I imagine is a more ancient understanding.  They will  meet for the occasional pleasure or during territorial dispute, otherwise they prefer to ignore each other as much as they possibly can.

      Difficult sometimes to wonder where Vegetables are.  But wrong to think of them as being completely without character.  And equally wrong to leap from the assumption that a Vegetable has no understanding whatsoever.

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