Enjoyed! The strip brought two thoughts to mind: that I miss the incomparable Calvin and Hobbes and a quote from Gregory Bateson, one of the 20th century’s great minds. “The major problems in the world are the result of the difference between how nature works and the way people think.” Thanks for this Chris.
I didn’t grow up in a refurbished landfill, but one of the interesting quirks about living in rural Vermont is that there are thousands of these tiny micro-dumps dotting the landscape. There’s one that’s about a quarter mile from my childhood home, and it’s full of old medicine bottles, metal cans, and other castoffs. My home actually had an old basement full of pottery fragments and nails from an ancient (1800s?) home that stood there. It’s since been filled in, but my brother and I spent many hours as amateur archeologists sifting through the dirt to find treasures.
So cool! There's a lot of that around here as well, including the old medicine bottles in an area that was for a very long time just outside the city limits, and the perfect place for outlaw dumping.
Great read. thanks Chris.
The heron section reminded me of Paul Farley's poem "Heron"
"One of the most begrudging avian take-offs
is the heron's fucking hell, all right, all right, ..."
http://a-poem-a-day-project.blogspot.com/2014/08/day-768-heron.html
Had to smile too - the presence of "baby and I", colours the writing in unexpected ways.
Thanks, Mike! That poem is awesome—may have to include it this week.
Enjoyed! The strip brought two thoughts to mind: that I miss the incomparable Calvin and Hobbes and a quote from Gregory Bateson, one of the 20th century’s great minds. “The major problems in the world are the result of the difference between how nature works and the way people think.” Thanks for this Chris.
Thanks, Ron! I too miss Calvin & Hobbes, and that Bateson quote is great.
Another great read. I hope you put these weekly collection of stories in a book.
I didn’t grow up in a refurbished landfill, but one of the interesting quirks about living in rural Vermont is that there are thousands of these tiny micro-dumps dotting the landscape. There’s one that’s about a quarter mile from my childhood home, and it’s full of old medicine bottles, metal cans, and other castoffs. My home actually had an old basement full of pottery fragments and nails from an ancient (1800s?) home that stood there. It’s since been filled in, but my brother and I spent many hours as amateur archeologists sifting through the dirt to find treasures.
So cool! There's a lot of that around here as well, including the old medicine bottles in an area that was for a very long time just outside the city limits, and the perfect place for outlaw dumping.
I'll have to ask an archeology friend if there's ever work done in those types of dumps. This one's just a pile of trash next to a brook.
Top notch Field Notes this week, Chris. 4 out of 5 Baby Deer Pelvises 🦌🦌🦌🦌