Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Unplug

Unplug

The siren song of technology
         sit, sit, just a few minutes
                 connect
                       check in
                            share share share
                                Like!

"Sitting is the new smoking"

Yank it. Rip it.  Coil it up in a ball and put it away.
The tie that binds
and confines and defines.

Stand up open the door step outside and just listen

Do you hear it?
Silence
broken only by
the rhythmic chirping of birds
the creaking ribbet of a frog

I think I'll take a picture and post it.

Inspired by Wednesday Poetry Prompts.   
All content (words or images) by Liza Lee Miller unless otherwise noted.
© 2013, Liza Lee Miller. Creative Commons License

Friday, February 1, 2013

Ravens!

Go read the latest I and the Bird roundup on Ravens!!!  My favorite birds on my favorite bird blog.  It's all good.  (I'm a Raven fan today but on Sunday . . . it's all about my 9ers!)


Ravens over Bryce
Ravens flying over Bryce Canyon, 2011

Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Ravens I have Known and Loved

When I think about Ravens (and I often do), there are certain aspects that I tend to dwell on.

First of all, Ravens are very social.  You rarely see one Raven.  They are usually in pairs or multiples of two.  They are loving with each other -- touching frequently, sharing food, and talking.  Always with the talking.
Raven Courtship
He's all puffed up and sexy looking and she's like, "Uh, yea, okay, honey."  
Raven Dance 12
There are 8 in the pic -- one is still in the tree.  Ravens are usually in pairs.
Next, they are amazing in flight.  Groups of them love to soar around the redwood trees and do dizzying aerial maneuvers   It's really something to watch.
In addition, they are smart . . . and naughty.  They use their intelligence to solve problems.  At my school, the ravens have figured out how to get down to the bottom of the garbage bags when there is only a little bit of trash in there.  They perch on the edge of the can and reach in to grab a bit of the bag.  Then they catch that part with their foot and grab lower for another bit of bag, pulling it up and holding it with their foot.  They repeat this until they can reach whatever tasty treat they so desperately wanted from the bottom of the garbage.  Our janitor, as you might imagine, *loves* ravens!  :)


Their appearance is something else as well.  They are a bird of extremes.  Their feathers are blacker than black.  Their beak is huge and intimidating.  Their feet are huge.  When you get close to them, they are fairly breathtakingly large.
Raven . . . toe tapping
Big beak, big feet.
Raven close-up
BIG feet.
Last of all, the noises that Ravens make are startling.  Enjoy these video clips.

Sorry the sound quality isn't better -- I took it with my camera.  There are more Raven videos on my YouTube channel.  Enjoy.

 I feel really lucky to live in an area where Ravens abound.

Why do Ravens Hop?
PS.  They jump, too. 

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

Wednesday Poetry: Measured Poem

(Each week Writer's Digest magazine offers a poetry prompt.  This week, it's a measured poem with lots of wiggle room on the definition of what that means. I'm inspired by a convo I just had on Facebook.  Thanks, Dawn, for the inspiration.)


How will I measure this day?
In moments of frustration?                                                 (Those what the hell kind of days)
Or fear? The paralyzing fear of one misstep crashing it all down around my clay feet
Or smiles of beaming pride                     (I like these days)



Never tedium though.
Never dull, clock-watching agony
Never the slow death of boredom

How will I measure this day?



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© 2013, Liza Lee Miller. Creative Commons License
Poem form:  Free Verse 

Friday, January 11, 2013

Daily Photo(s) and Poem: Pterodactyl Attack

Incoming!  Brown Pelican
Incoming!

Heading right for me
Wings all askew and awkward
Then sweeping past me
You soar with sudden grace
You gawky pterodactyl

Brown Pelican
Graceful flight
Brown Pelican and Western Gull (juv)
Gawky.
All content (words or images) by Liza Lee Miller unless otherwise noted.
© 2013, Liza Lee Miller. Creative Commons License
Poem form:  Tanka 

Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow . . .

It was "snowing" at California Academy of Sciences
Ruth enjoying faux snow at California Academy of Sciences
It was "snowing" at California Academy of Sciences
Gage and his hair enjoying faux snow at California Academy of Sciences


The Weather Service is telling us it's going to be cooooooooold tonight.  And, we're getting some rain so their is a 60% chance of snow tonight.  I'm not feeling it but wouldn't it be fun.  

When we were at the California Academy of Sciences last weekend, they were making fake snow indoors.  The kids enjoyed it.  I'm thinking we'd enjoy the real stuff more.  

It hasn't snowed here in Boulder Creek since the kids were little.  I wish I could believe it would happen but I don't.  Oh well.