north florida - wild florida

By: marsHen , 12:16 PM GMT on January 25, 2012

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06:50, 57F, foggy. rooster being lazy this morning. crows and cardinals taking up the slack. raisin muffin for breakfast. just might finish mending that trawl today.. NOT.
did just about everything else..
10:00, low tide at CK, 70's, sunny, a slight breeze from the west as far as I could tell.
cleaned off and set up february's sampling map of our universe. brought the trawl back down into the boat yard since it was a nice day. mended a little. attended a long monthly meeting, with pizza as an incentive to show up. mended a little on the trawl. took a difficult fish i.d. test with 20 frozen, thawed, re-frozen, and re-thawed fish from the last 3 months of sampling. misidentified 3 fish - one of which I'd never seen before, just heard about. mended some more on the net. attended the fish i.d. critique with explanation and descriptions, etc.
16:10, high tide. scaups. sunny. headed for cow town, (79F at 16:45,) to see if I could use my new insurance card to get my cancer medication. it worked! got $1400 worth of generic pills for $2.60. (something's rotten in denmark.) then went to winn dixie and saved $7 on 40 lbs of purina dog food. got back to the farm just in time to see a sun dog to the north of the setting sun as I drove down the limerock road that dead-ends at the farm gate. a lamb was loose in the yard. guard dog was watching it. put lamb back in the fold and discovered tuna-hedy down, struggling, and unable to get up. rolled her onto a tarp and managed to move all 80 lbs. of her into the horse barn for the night. by then it was almost dark. fed sheep. went to feed donkeys. heard a big owl hoooo to the north.
waxing, smiling crescent moon with venus peering through the oaks. the big owl hoo-hoo-hoo'ed from the pines. thought on the gullah saying that the owl calls when someone's dying - tuna-hedy.
although I've lived in cracker country for 35 years, I was born and reared on a salt marsh in the low country of s.c. - gullah country. we had a gullah nurse who took care of us and I'm old enough to remember when whites as well as blacks spoke gullah. and yes, I went to a segregated school. thought it was a shame, but that's how it was way back then in the 50's.
19:15, 66F, fog rising, calm. moon's set. got no eggs, but sold 3 dozen. I'm tired, good night.

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About marsHen

marine biologist around the Suwannee River delta. Raise Cracker sheep on an old Cracker farm ~ 12 mi. (as the crow flies) from the Gulf.