[Jimbaux is listening to "Useless" from Depeche Mode.]
As promised, we return to the state of Idaho and its animal life. You see, my dear Jimbauxlings, what actually happened is that about a week ago as I was planning out future somewhat random photographic subjects for Jimbaux’s Journal, I dredged through the 2006 folder for a time, hence the saturation from that year in recent postings. The only time that I’ve visited the gem state as an adult was in July 2006 as part of an educator’s workshop with the National Endowment for the Humanities. Ah, those were the days: new places, new people, new experiences.
I seem to recall that on this day, some of my Idahomies and I went to eat at some barn place near Wallace. As it eventuated, there was a bird nest above us as we ate, and Jimbaux had his big glass with him and got these shots. Enjoy.
How about some of you birders out there identify the species for the rest of us? Myself, I am mildly curious.
You didn’t expect to see particle board in these shots, did you?
I don’t remember anything else about this meal or this experience. My Idahomies, can any of you refresh my memory?
I’ve Touched a Chord
In the comments section of my “Peace, Place, Family, and Identity” post on Monday, I really didn’t realize I’d strike such a chord with some readers, and I’m truly moved not only by my father’s comment, but also by the comment from Jerry in the Philippines. Although I haven’t seen Jerry in nearly five years (gosh, we’re talking about 2006 again), that’s the first I knew that he was in the Navy. Wow.
So, Rocco asks us why we can’t divide by zero, and some of us give him various answers. He tells us that they’re all wrong. He tells us that the reason why we can’t divide by zero is . . . because it’s a rule!
That’s not the answer I wanted, and I’m not satisfied with it. I want to know why it’s a rule, Rocco!
The next post in Jimbaux’s Journal is likely to include either snow or trains, but it’s not likely to include both in the same pictures. I simply don’t have time for foaming right now.
All for now . . .