An English In Kentucky


















June 23rd  2011    Tim Candler

    The ability to stubbornly insist is one I hold dear.  For years I was able to stubbornly insist the Shagbark Hickory that dot around were poisonous Buckeye, and when I did so I was so vehement the angels themselves took notes. 

    And for years I was able to stubbornly insist that the gathering of Purple Martin at this time in the year where a gathering of Eastern Kingbirds.  And  I have stamped my foot and called it  a Tree Creeper, when it was indeed a Blue Grey Gnatcatcher.  And I have prefaced political remarks with the words, "left to itself wealth concentrates, as Karl Marx predicted."  The list is endless and sometimes awkward.

     So why does the Cedar Mockingbird when perched on the electric line stand on one leg.  He is demonstrating balance, weaning sympathy from the demands of his children or he is chilled by these June temperatures and fears the return of the ill health that so dogged him last winter.

    There is too the possibility that he is not actually the Cedar Mockingbird.   He could be the Western Mockingbird or a Little Short Legged Heron or a Quail of some kind.  But fortunately the ability to stubbornly insist benefits from a calling to make things up as it goes along.

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