Saturday September 15th 2012 Tim
Some of us wait for first frost.
It sits out there in the near future, and it's grinning like a downhill
skier. So invariably this is that time of year when storage and
stock figure in imagination. For us it's more like heating fuels,
and shelf space, than it is like a dry cave and confusion over adequacy
of fat reserve.
The idea that for example Bears can
avoid the emotions that drag them to a couple of months of blissful oblivion
is probably one that some naturalist somewhere has investigated. I reckon he
came away with a collection of chemicals, rather than a library of Bear
thinking on what I'd like to imagine the more pompous, or disgruntled Bear
in his discourse would call, "The Hibernation Problem."