Tue 27 Dec 2016
A glance at the non-human world around home as 2016 comes to an end
Posted by DavidMitchell under West Marin nature, Wildlife
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When I drove up to Mitchell cabin last Wednesday, nine blacktail deer were grazing in the front meadow.
It’s common to have deer in my fields. Nine was the most in recent months although in times past I’ve had as many as 16.
Jackrabbits are also more abundant at present than they’ve been for a while.
The rabbits appear fairly comfortable around the deer, and it’s not uncommon to see them grazing side by side.
Unfortunately, cars and trucks take a toll on both the deer and the rabbit populations, so please keep an eye out for them when driving, especially at night. (Photo by Lynn Axelrod)
The rain we’ve been having in Point Reyes Station certainly enhances the scenery.
Here a tea rose on our deck sparkles with droplets after a wet morning. (Photo by Lynn Axelrod)
Horses grazing next to Mitchell cabin don’t seem to mind chilly weather, but on truly cold days, the folks at Point Reyes Arabians outfit them all with horse blankets.
Having escaped another yuletide feast, a wild turkey takes a leisurely stroll beside the cabin.
Perhaps the most emotionally compelling critter around Mitchell cabin this yuletide has been a young, three-legged raccoon that started showing up here in November. My partner Lynn was concerned about the little guy and soon named the raccoon “Peanut” because it was the runt of the litter. Maybe it hadn’t been getting enough to eat. We don’t know how Peanut lost his front-left leg. Perhaps in a fight with another raccoon. When we first noticed him, all that was left of the leg was a bloody spot.
By now the injury has healed over, and Peanut manages to get around fairly well with only three legs. He’s able to climb trees and even the lattice along our deck.
The name Peanut, however, periodically makes me chuckle. As it happens, back in the 1980s, I was part of a group that studied Spanish one evening a week in the old Dance Palace. Meeting at the same time elsewhere in the building were Mexican immigrants learning English.
Once when two of the instructors were to be away for a week, they arranged for the Spanish-speaking students to teach us English-speaking students Spanish and vice versa.
The approach was fairly straight forward. A Spanish-speaking student who was already fairly fluent in English would tell one of us the meaning of a Spanish word and then have the student use it in a sentence. When it was my turn, the woman conducting the class gave me the word cacahuetes, and I was immediately flustered when heard her say it meant “penis.”
I could pronounce ka-ka-wah-tays, but that wasn’t the problem. I now had to use the word in a Spanish sentence without embarrassing myself in front of the class. Then it struck me. The Marin Community Foundation had just awarded a $5,000 grant to a Stinson Beach filmmaker who was producing a physiological study titled Dick. “A Stinson Beach man is making a movie about cacahuetes,” I said in Spanish. The teacher looked surprised but quickly moved on.
When I got home from class that night, I told my then-wife Cynthia, “You’ll never guess what word they taught us tonight…. cacahuetes. Cynthia, who spoke Spanish fairly well, looked puzzled and asked, “What’s unusual about peanuts?”
Happy New Year!
always a treat to hear about the beasts in the fields
Always love your Animal Stories. Tell Lynn how come she never told me about Peanut♡♡
Good pictures. Lots of Animals for you guys.
Love you
Hi David,
I’m a student at UC Berkeley’s graduate school of journalism and I’m hoping to speak with you about your time at the Pt. Reyes Light. I’d like to contact you via email to give you some details about my project. I can be reached at cobyroscoe11@gmail or 510-414-8435.
I hope to hear from you soon.
Best,
Coby
Dave:
I hope this note finds you well. It was a pleasure conversing with you regarding the natural splendors and wonders of the Point Reyes Peninsula and legendary West Marin County. At the risk of seeming to exaggerate, aside from the slopes of Mount Rainier, another grand Muir stomping ground, my explorations on the peninsula at times could be described as transcendent or spiritual, walking alongside the elk herds and under rare dark starry skies.
I am the no doubt somewhat disheveled-looking kayaker-camper-explorer fellow who briefly shared your picnic bench at Toby’s Coffee Bar at closing one fine summer afternoon in late July. I managed to misplace the copy of the Point Reyes Light bearing your contact information and have just this evening found your blog …. as well as your captivating Wikipedia biography (from exotic Iowa to intrepid exposes and the Pulitzer Prize, I feel honored to have had the opportunity to chat). As promised, if you remain interested, I would happily share selected images of your magnificent landscapes, Tamales Bay, Drake Estuary and wildlife on e-film. A few may be worthy.
Share your email again and I will attach a few samples.
Best regards,
Jim McDermott – Geologist and would be intrepid explorer.
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