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It's early morning here, dawn is breaking and I just experienced something rather weird.

 

Starting the day by sitting in the couch playing my 12-fret with the Hummingbird lying to the right.

No electric light, only the slightly brighter sky.

Suddenly while trying God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, a flicker is in the air. My eyes try to follow the sign, but it's gone.

Then one minute later a moth lands on the Bird.

I stop fingerpicking in the middle of I'd Rather be on Horseback, see a white buff-hankerchief to my left and sneakily choke the golden insect from above.

Quietly, slowly, precisely.

When I remove the cloth, nothing but a diffuse mark of dust remains on the cherry-brown top just some 12 centimeters away from wildlife pick-guard.

I clean the weapon and return to the guitars. Then get this strange feeling my deed was wrong, , ,, or totally lost the groove.

Maybe okay to kill the little flyer as it probably was out to eat my best shirt, but not there, , , simply not there.

 

 

Anybody know what I mean. . .

 

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It's early morning here, dawn is breaking and I just experienced something rather weird.

 

Starting the day by sitting in the couch playing my 12-fret with the Hummingbird lying to the right.

No electric light, only the slightly brighter sky.

Suddenly while trying God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen, a flicker is in the air. My eyes try to follow the sign, but it's gone.

Then one minute later a moth lands on the Bird.

I stop fingerpicking in the middle of I'd Rather be on Horseback, see a white buff-hankerchief to my left and sneakily chokes the golden insect from above.

Quietly, slowly, precisely.

When I remove the cloth, nothing but a diffuse mark of dust remains on the cherry-brown top just some 12 centimeters away from wildlife pick-guard.

I clean the weapon and return to the guitars. Then get this strange feeling my deed was wrong, , ,, or totally out of groove.

Maybe okay to kill the little flyer as it probably planned to eat my best shirt, but not there, , , simply not there.

 

 

Anybody know what I mean. . .

 

Believe I do - it's (to me) caught up somehow with life and art and what we do with and to both. Haiku-like in its simplicity/complexity.

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Spiritual.

Moths transform (to butterflies).

Yours shall not.

You feel badly, especially because it happened on your hummingbird, which is beyond mystical for you.

Perhaps you have music coming out, or are writing, and are fearful it won't have transformed... maybe it's not all too different from past workings. Or maybe it has transformed... but you wish it didn't.

It's either this,

 

Or it's just that you don't like fuggin moths.

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Maybe okay to kill the little flyer as it probably was out to eat my best shirt, but not there, , , simply not there.

 

Anybody know what I mean. . .

 

Yeah, I know what you mean when those little buggers put holes in my clothes. They're pernicious.

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After volunteering for a while as a docent at our zoo, I became aware (old German saying - "too soon old, too late smart") how important some species are. Not having a clue which were endangered and which were pests, I just adopted a "catch and release " policy for all. Even spiders. A couple of weeks ago a bird flew in the open back door. Took me an hour to catch the little shyte.

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After volunteering for a while as a docent at our zoo, I became aware (old German saying - "too soon old, too late smart" how important some species are. Not having a clue which were endangered and which were pests, Imjust adopted a "catch and release " policy for all. Even spiders. A couple of weeks ago a bird flew in the open back door. Took me an hour to catch the little shyte.

 

I'm with you on "catch and release", but I let spiders live in my house. They take care of other things.

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After watching "The Mothman Prophecies" again last week, I'd be a bit cautious about killing a moth. You never know.....Seriously, I think a bug is a bug and if it's in the house it's in danger.

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They are skillful flyers- tactical, with the ability to hide when they want to. Out of admiration and respect for their abilities, I will try to evict them when possible, trying not to rub off too much of their pixie flight dust. If they're not caught, they often simply "time out" for some reason.

 

Moths are carriers of disease that wipes out a great many of some species of trees, but it's not their fault that they're infected. Still, good of the OP to reconsider his automatic response.

 

Yes, BBG, "God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen" ?

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I'm with you on "catch and release", but I let spiders live in my house. They take care of other things.

 

Actually, yes. Except scorpions. They get put down. Too easy to get stung by one. And, of course, flies and cockroaches are extinguished as well in the house.

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Thanx for the different angles on the topic, fellows.

It took a dilemma like this to get FB out of the womb ^ hehe, definitely worth it.

 

And I see what MissouriP and others mean.

Being the type that catches spiders under glass and release them outside, I still agree certain buggers must be prepared for the ultimate.

 

I can take out a fly, , , certainly a moth - just don't like the assassination done on the glowing lower bout of my wildlife Bird - especially not at dawn.

 

bbg and 62b - I found this instrumental on the Cloud around Xmas - probably while listening to grunt or Sal.

Didn't know the several 100 years old carol, but liked it and decided to give it a go. A jump out of the boxzzz

 

Mister Ray Pelkey's version - https://soundcloud.c...merry-gentlemen

 

Sal - Sitting there on the sofa between Oldfields folk-tune and the small restless yet resting golden flier, for a short moment made me wonder where on the scale exactly I was. . .

 

1975 ~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PojNATofjak

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There I was, trying to decide if I felt bad for the moth, as I've had to exterminate countless of the pesky "Pantry" variety from an infestation last year, but all the while thinking "Ah but his choice in the morning music endeavor is approved!!!

 

Then later down, I read this: Mister Ray Pelkey's version

 

Suffice to say EM..., as one who deeply admires the work you have posted in the past I'm am more than a bit honored to have this mentioned. A bad day for the moth aside.... [woot]

 

/Ray

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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen is one of my favorite Christmas Hymns. My daughter and I started to work on an arrangement of this song a couple ofyears ago. We never finished it :mellow: She plays a full size harp.

 

Now gentleman concerning the moth, not to sound too cold or harsh, if you brushed your teeth today you purposely and premeditatedly killed thousands of living bacteria. If you would not have done so you would end up with holes in your teeth. So EM7 don't feel too bad!

 

chasAK

 

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Suffice to say EM...,

Wow hadn't a clue you were the Ray behind that performance.

Gladly repeat I really dig your version of this ancient hymn. You have the timing and feel so right.

 

Been listening many times before deciding to give it a shot - seems it calms the system.

 

I use yours as a template, but will curve it into 'my own' at some point. Next step is the little middle-section.

 

But Hey - guess we are sharing a bit of a Board-moment here. Your pure and soothing recording surely wasn't in vain.

 

Cheeers

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Wow hadn't a clue you were the Ray behind that performance.

Gladly repeat I really dig your version of this ancient hymn. You have the timing and feel so right.

 

Been listening many times before deciding to give it a shot - seems it calms the system.

 

I use yours as a template, but will curve it into 'my own' at some point. Next step is the little middle-section.

 

But Hey - guess we are sharing a bit of a Board-moment here. Your pure and soothing recording surely wasn't in vain.

 

Cheeers

 

Hi Em,

 

yep, I hide behind that alias here, as so many of us on the board do, but that is me..

 

you shared a few times with me your version of The River, during the Christmas season, I still think it's one of the best I've heard.

 

From the other recordings you shared, clearly you're a pro, with many trips to the rodeo under your belt.

 

If you ever record your own version of this, I'd love to hear if you're inclined.

 

Thanks again for your kind words.

 

Cheers,

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Just clapped another golden flaxer - but this time in front of the PC-screen.

Back to the real fliers.

Birds, Doves, Sparrows, , , , , and Southern Dumbos. .

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As a rule we consider the following to be fair game when we find them inside the house, generally because it isn't practical to escort them outside: flies, mosquitos, ants, spiders, rodents, and palmetto bugs. You may well know palmetto bugs by their other name: cockroaches. Giant cockroaches.

 

These are dispatched either by chemical means, or by blunt force trauma.

 

We try to remove other intruders intact and alive, including (but not limited to) lizards, birds, butterflies (and their kin and precursors).

 

We have yet to have alligators in the house, but we have raccoons, possums, foxes, rabbits and armadillos passing through the yard on a regular basis. Oh yeah, and snakes, usually just black racers. I have taken it upon myself to behead both a coral snake and a copperhead in my firewood pile, and am willing to risk the implications of these acts on my karma.

 

Right now we have two young raccoons that watch us in the evening from a perch in a large oak tree just outside a living room window. They're cute now, but they grow up to be a pain in the butt, since they dig things up everywhere, including my wife's extensive tropical gardens. My garden shed has a resident population of rats, which I cull periodically when I get tired of being stared at every time I open the door to the shed.

 

Wildlife. Welcome to suburban Florida.

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At one time when I was a bit late with spring mowing, deer regularly grazed in my yard in the evenings. Possums usually lived in the (unused) outhouse. Racoons came from my woods facing the house to eat outdoor cat food and play like kittens on the front porch. For a while, skunks would hang around the porch at night - always a good idea not to startle 'em. Fox squirrels lived in the walnut trees and had a great time throwing nuts at my dogs. Red squirrels were always trying to invade the attic, usually without success. During especially dry summers I used to put water down for the local snakes that lived in my pile of cement blocks near the (detached) garage until my first wife caught on and started bashing 'em with a garden hoe😖 My eldest daughter was really pleased that we had a 'nature yard'.

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You all know BK is gonna trump you all

 

Down there with deadly spiders and swimming knives and Christ knows what

 

Em7 , you should get a little wooden plaque and mount the heads of these creatures you've killed on your wall

Looks great that 😄

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Fascinating stories from the edge of nature above - especially for a metropolitan like me.

It's early dawn and I just came in from the balcony to read OC. What impressing zoos he and Nick have going.

 

Here there's a couple on rabbits in a wired cage on the grass below, but apart from that one sees birds and birds only.

 

A few magpies, busy sparrows, gulls in different sizes, some aggressive, maybe a crow in the big empty morning-reverbed space between the vintage working-class houses, , , , and then this ever returning pair of what I call forest-pigeons. They and their ancestors have been coming here for ages.

More elegant than the street doves in their even light-grey plumage and always sitting highest in the tree tops on which I look straight down.

 

Then while watching I make this 'clay-whistle' with my hand and begin to blow. Pretty huge sonic effect. First it makes some of the birdies reply - maybe the rabbits change ear position.

But soon everything fall back to normal as they figure this sound is unauthorized thus none of their business.

This morning however was different - I attracted a flying pigeon which seemed as if it celebrated my echoed signals in the air.

Quite amazing and I clearly saw its kind of spread out legs while curving up and down - what ? ! , , , absolutely new to me. .

After a short while it landed on an old chimney and waited for step 2.

Didn't come - I sent out the last blow, left the stage and went inside to read'n'write this thread. .

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I forgot to mention the 'steroid bunnies' we had for a while. Seems one of the neighbors turned some good-sized tame rabbits loose, they interbred with the local wild rabbits (usually pretty small) and for a few years we had gigantic wild bunnies hopping around. There's an old movie titled "Night of the Lepus" 😄

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