I spent my thirty minute tea time on Pinterest this morning. Which means I feel like I should travel more, workout more, buy a Frenchie now and get married again, but this time at a vineyard with a long flowing gown.
For the most part, Pinterest is a catalyst for inadequacy, a waste of time, but I do have a Creatures page where all my animals go and I found this little guy right after I pinned a picture of shoes I will never wear. He’s a Rufous-backed Kingfisher. So cute, no cute is not the right word. He’s little and elaborate. He’s a flying piece of art.
He, and others like him, live in India, Indonesia, the Philippines and Thailand. He’s solitary, which I guess means he doesn’t fly in a group, and he hunts from a perch over water. He dives for insects and frogs.
There are so many things I don’t know. I used to think if I was interested in birds, or anything for that matter, that I needed to go to school, study, become an expert. Now, I’m just happy when I stumble upon something interesting and different. The urge to know all I can about something is a trap. It overwhelms and keeps me from learning anything.
Sometimes it’s enough to skim the surface and pick up pieces along the way, like the Rufous-backed Kingfisher.
My thoughts from the laundry room. Up with the Birds.
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Thank you. Pinterest strikes again.
That sure beats the crow. I wonder what type of sound it makes,
He’s definitely cooler than a crow, although I don’t know, crows are almost human like. They freak me out a little. I’m not sure about the sound. Seems like it would be something high pitched because he’s so little.
Pretty. The bird and words.
Thanks, Alys. Oh, I’m going to vacation next week and I just bought The Shining because of your fantastic review. My first scary Steven King. I’ll let you know if I can get through it without crying like a sissy girl.
Fantastic! I’m glad to be sharing the scariness and crying with you! It’s more chilling than scary I suppose, but I hope you enjoy it.
Have a great holiday!
I was fortunate enough to have learned long ago: if you know a whole lot about a whole bunch of very diverse things, no matter how (otherwise) inconsequential–like the Roufus-backed Kingfisher–people will think you’re some kind of genius.