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yamamanamaThis is a poem I was looking for, but I couldn't find the book or any index or information of any sort on Amazon, and it's irreplaceably expensive on Amazon. A quick google search led me to it.
Zito the Magician
To amuse His Royal Majesty he will change water into wine.
Frogs into footmen. Beetles into bailiffs. And make a Minister
out of a rat. He bows, and daisies grow from his finger-tips.
And a talking bird sits on his shoulder.
There.
Think up something else, demands His Royal Majesty.
Think up a black star. So he thinks up a black star.
Think up dry water. So he thinks up dry water.
Think up a river bound with straw-bands. So he does.
There.
Then along comes a student and asks: Think up sine alpha greater than one.
And Zito grows pale and sad. Terribly sorry. Sine is
Between plus one and minus one. Nothing you can do about that.
And he leaves the great royal empire, quietly weaves his way
Through the throng of courtiers, to his home in a nutshell.
***
I checked Malinovka and that's all there was in the description. Nothing's missing at all.
***
So, we discovered that if you spray the goats with the hose, they'll run away from it. Unless the water arcs above them and then falls down on them, in which case, they have no idea what to do.
***
We had a yellow-crowned night heron. Jean didn't know much about them and I've never even heard of them. Wikipedia puts an (n) next to their name on the list of birds of Massachusetts, which means they nest here.
Christina says there are a lot of herons in Maine, and she even got a great shot of a loon that dove out of the water right near her, and I really don't feel like scouring the furthest reaches of Twitter for it.
Emphasis on had, since his spine was messed up and nothing could be done. It's too bad, really, since this was such an unusual bird.
This is a night heron in better condition. The observant would notice that this picture is on the Wikipedia article about yellow-crowned night herons. That's because it's their picture, I had nothing to do with it.
This isn't my picture. I didn't even see the fox. It's a baby who was injured in a territorial dispute between some foxes and a coyote or two, who has some ticks and broken bones and (worse) some lungworms. There was a kestrel. I'm not sure if I saw that.
***
We didn't have a reptile party, more like a reptile box social. Feel free to illustrate that. Preferably with dinosaurs in top hats riding those old fashioned bicycles with the big wheel in front.
Salvador is also called Boxy, as he is a box turtle, I've learned, though Jess prefers Salvador. They have a hinge at the front of their plastron so they can shut their heads in so tightly you couldn't get a toothpick in there. On the other hand, Russian tortoises can't fit their legs inside their shells.
Spyro attacked that guy from Yogi Bear on his towel. I thought he was Ranger Rick, but everything2 tells me Ranger Rick is a raccoon and Ranger Smith is the ranger from Yogi Bear. Feel free to illustrate either situation.
Some people soak hibiscus flowers in sugar water and eat them.
***
Ian, Jess, and I agree: death by rabid chipmunk would be horribly embarrassing. It's not even a threatening animal like a bear or tiger. Ian says it's like getting killed by a baby.
***
We have a baby bat in what should be the raccoon room.
***
http://fav.me/d6bd0vz
Christina said this was my best work to date. She told me she'd bring in some of her artwork. She took a flower painting class. Not where you paint flowers, but where you paint images of flowers. Feel free to paint a flower or paint an image of a flower on canvas. Roses and hydrangeas are the hardest ones, because of all the curves and shadows. Hydrangeas are either pink or blue, depending on the pH of the soil.
Once I made a sculpture out of a flower. I think it got thrown away, though. It was simple: some white feathers attached to the back with a silver spray-painted hair clip.
You wouldn't know this, but I don't think she looks like Christina at all. Maybe Krissy.
***
burning question: in Turtles in Time, why are the bad guys in the past too?
Zito the Magician
To amuse His Royal Majesty he will change water into wine.
Frogs into footmen. Beetles into bailiffs. And make a Minister
out of a rat. He bows, and daisies grow from his finger-tips.
And a talking bird sits on his shoulder.
There.
Think up something else, demands His Royal Majesty.
Think up a black star. So he thinks up a black star.
Think up dry water. So he thinks up dry water.
Think up a river bound with straw-bands. So he does.
There.
Then along comes a student and asks: Think up sine alpha greater than one.
And Zito grows pale and sad. Terribly sorry. Sine is
Between plus one and minus one. Nothing you can do about that.
And he leaves the great royal empire, quietly weaves his way
Through the throng of courtiers, to his home in a nutshell.
***
I checked Malinovka and that's all there was in the description. Nothing's missing at all.
***
So, we discovered that if you spray the goats with the hose, they'll run away from it. Unless the water arcs above them and then falls down on them, in which case, they have no idea what to do.
***
We had a yellow-crowned night heron. Jean didn't know much about them and I've never even heard of them. Wikipedia puts an (n) next to their name on the list of birds of Massachusetts, which means they nest here.
Christina says there are a lot of herons in Maine, and she even got a great shot of a loon that dove out of the water right near her, and I really don't feel like scouring the furthest reaches of Twitter for it.
Emphasis on had, since his spine was messed up and nothing could be done. It's too bad, really, since this was such an unusual bird.
This is a night heron in better condition. The observant would notice that this picture is on the Wikipedia article about yellow-crowned night herons. That's because it's their picture, I had nothing to do with it.
This isn't my picture. I didn't even see the fox. It's a baby who was injured in a territorial dispute between some foxes and a coyote or two, who has some ticks and broken bones and (worse) some lungworms. There was a kestrel. I'm not sure if I saw that.
***
We didn't have a reptile party, more like a reptile box social. Feel free to illustrate that. Preferably with dinosaurs in top hats riding those old fashioned bicycles with the big wheel in front.
Salvador is also called Boxy, as he is a box turtle, I've learned, though Jess prefers Salvador. They have a hinge at the front of their plastron so they can shut their heads in so tightly you couldn't get a toothpick in there. On the other hand, Russian tortoises can't fit their legs inside their shells.
Spyro attacked that guy from Yogi Bear on his towel. I thought he was Ranger Rick, but everything2 tells me Ranger Rick is a raccoon and Ranger Smith is the ranger from Yogi Bear. Feel free to illustrate either situation.
Some people soak hibiscus flowers in sugar water and eat them.
***
Ian, Jess, and I agree: death by rabid chipmunk would be horribly embarrassing. It's not even a threatening animal like a bear or tiger. Ian says it's like getting killed by a baby.
***
We have a baby bat in what should be the raccoon room.
***
http://fav.me/d6bd0vz
Christina said this was my best work to date. She told me she'd bring in some of her artwork. She took a flower painting class. Not where you paint flowers, but where you paint images of flowers. Feel free to paint a flower or paint an image of a flower on canvas. Roses and hydrangeas are the hardest ones, because of all the curves and shadows. Hydrangeas are either pink or blue, depending on the pH of the soil.
Once I made a sculpture out of a flower. I think it got thrown away, though. It was simple: some white feathers attached to the back with a silver spray-painted hair clip.
You wouldn't know this, but I don't think she looks like Christina at all. Maybe Krissy.
***
burning question: in Turtles in Time, why are the bad guys in the past too?
