LOCAL VIEW –Tipping Point–

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When life gets too quiet we crave some noise.
Noisy life makes us seek quiet again.
We’re always alternating our joys.
We have visions and get busy and then
We feel over-worked, and seek some new toys,
Some new hamster wheel to take a spin in
But it becomes a rat race; with the boys
We go out, and begin with a big grin
But wind up hung-over; each pleasure destroys
Its foundation somehow; each winking allure
Winds us up jaded. Our poor brain employs
Years of research to find peace that is pure
And will last: Perfect balance; perfect poise…
…but then it’s too quiet, so we crave some noise.

My wife and I have decided we don’t feel fulfilled unless we are busy as bees. We cannot seem to sit and sip a drink without brainstorming and coming up with a whole new crop of ideas. Soon our schedule is filled to the brim, and we are happy, until…

There always seems to be one unplanned thing that pops in, and tips us from joy to complete despair. What saves us is our sense of humor. It has happened so many times that we have a private motto (regarding how full our schedule is.) “99% equals joy; 101% equals despair.”

Some people say, “Into each life a little rain must fall.” Yesterday I decided it could also be “Into each life a little weasel will call.”

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Should some weasel enter your life today, remember you are not alone, and keep your sense of humor.

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6 thoughts on “LOCAL VIEW –Tipping Point–

  1. How many weasels do you have around there? I think it is always too cold where I live and there are none here in the west and none back east where I grew up. They likely don’t like the 9 months of winter up here and so moved south to your neck of the woods 🙂

    • When it is snowy they change their fur and name, “ermines”. They are actually common but sneaky. Yesterday was actually the first time I’ve seen one, though I’ve seen the damage they can do to a pen full of chickens. Their brains are wired to not stop attacking until movement ceases, which is all well and good when they are after some rabbit twice their size, but when they get in a pen full of hens they can’t stop until every bird stops moving. It has given them a reputation for being blood-thirsty, but it is just the way they are made. I’ve seen video of them between the shoulders of a flying duck, refusing to quit.

      • You have to free-range hens so they can run away, and build a good chicken coop for the night, that completely closes up. Then a weasel is good to have around a farm. They do a real number on the mouse population, and follow voles right down their tunnels. (I hate voles, for eating my carrots from the bottom up. Nothing worse than pulling carrot after carrot, and all that is left is the top.)

  2. Caleb,
    You might be interested in latest thinking in the IK.

    American Grey Squirrels were introduced in England in the 19th century and have been replacing native Red Squirrels ever since, moving northwards into Scotland at the end of the 20th century. It was then discovered that in the pine forests of Scotland the Pine Marten, a member of the stoat/weasel family still survives having been exterminated in the rest of the UK. Because Grey Squirrels are fatter and not as quick aReds they make a tasty and easier to catch meal for Pine Martens. So after years of trying various methods of giving Reds a fighting chance nature had the solution, which man in his infinite wisdom had removed. Possibly as part of a Chicken Protection Scheme! The upshot is that there is talk of Pine Marten re-introduction in various areas.

    By the way, I haven’t had a chance to look at those links, apart from the Barrow webcam, we have friends staying for a few days.

    • Very interesting comment. Thanks.

      If your Pine Marten is anything like the American Marten they are as at home in the tree tops as any squirrel, and one reason they are rare is because their fur was as valuable as mink and ermine. They can run a squirrel down, from tree top to tree top, and a red squirrel’s lone chance of escape is to find a hole it can squeeze through that the marten can’t quite fit. Gray Squirrels can’t escape like that, being bigger. Likely marten are why one of our squirrels learned to “fly.”

      https://sunriseswansong.wordpress.com/2014/10/31/local-view-flying-squirrels/

      Around here gray squirrel populations go through a boom and bust cycle, along with the predators that munch them, and when they boom they can be a real pain.

      https://sunriseswansong.wordpress.com/2014/11/09/local-view-cute-and-gray/

      I heard some fool introduced American raccoon to Germany, and they have become a real pest. People never learn.

      When porcupine became a problem around here they reintroduced a large weasel called the “pekan” (or locally “fishercat” or “fisher”.) They did solve the porcupine problem, but then started in on eating just about everything else, including pet cats and small dogs. Balance, in nature, is a wild swinger.

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