This chipmunk may be taking a nap with its eyes open. I walked up to it, about 6 feet away, and it didn’t move, like it couldn’t see me. Sat there like that for about 20 minutes. I’ve read that squirrels can sleep with their eyes open. I know that birds can.
Amazing picture. Have you considered a new career as an animal photographer?
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Thank you. The chipmunk was sitting there waiting for it, like, “Alright, Bix, I’m ready for my closeup.”
Not a photographer, maybe a vet. Or maybe both. I like wildlife. Maybe study music, create sounds. Can you have a career as a hermit? I’ve considered it.
I would like to be a genie and give everyone in the world three wishes. There is so much talent hidden behind a life of labor.
I don’t know, there’s just too many ways to finish the sentence: “If I had it to do over, I’d_______________.”
How would you?
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Tough question, but a good Gedankenexperiment. One thing I’ve thought about often is how if I went to college again, I would double major in anthropology or geography (social science) and botany or ornithology (natural science).
You can kind of have a career as a hermit if you join a contemplative order.
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Your photography of natural scenes and landscapes if beautiful. You definitely have an eye.
It does seem that as life progresses, interests change. I had very little interest in history as I was growing up. I want to say that I regret not paying attention more, but that’s just not who I was then.
I was thinking of this quote:
Those who cannot learn from history are doomed to repeat it.
And saw this, on Wikipedia, which I also like (less the savages part):
When experience is not retained, as among savages, infancy is perpetual.
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“Mr. DeMille, I’m Ready for My Close-Up”, Gloria Swanson in Sunset Boulevard.
For some background on the scene: Sunset Boulevard
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