God, my lilacs look awful, mostly brown, and yet we had abundant rain.
SWALLOWS
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I have an interesting situation unfolding with my Swallows. They all departed except 1. I had 2 parents who gave birth to two sets of 3 chicks. In about 1.5 month they fledged 3 chicks then gave birth to 3 more and fledged them.
I saw what I suspect were the Swallows in another part of town along with dragonflies.
But now, I have 1 swallow still remaining. Every night it returns to one of the nests and seems to be content. While feeding the cats, I sit in a chair and shine my headlamp and observe the swallow eating tiny bugs near its nest.
I do not know if it is a parent or one of the fledglings. Maybe it is so happy that it wants a long rest in its nice home.
CATS
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One of my favorite cats is heavily pregnant and about to give birth. I named here Energy, for she is the most energetic cat I have ever seen. But a few days ago she displayed a remarkable sign of intelligence, far more intelligent than ever a AI chip will ever display, for chips cannot see geometry, they work only on algebra.
Energy-- heavily pregnant and about to give birth, was in the company of her prior kittens who are about 1/2 year old and almost reaching adulthood. And Energy was trying to pick up and carry her daughter, as if her daughter was a newborn kitten. Her daughter seemed to go along with this play-act. But what struck me is that intelligence in animals is also Anticipation. Energy is anticipating her new litter of kittens where she picks them up by the back of their head and moves them around.
MY FINAL MOVE TO THE COAST
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I must have posted this before, but should post it more often. A few years back I had decided to make a final move out to Washington or Oregon coast for my last home in life. Near a hospital, in walking distance and near enough to the forests and ocean.
I was sick and tired of 7 years of drought in a row, here in South Dakota.
But then in 2025, sometime in Spring, it started to rain, and the full summer has been wonderful rain, that 2025 is finally not a drought year. I, not once had to spend the doing nothing but watering, not to say spend the entire summer doing nothing but watering.
And in addition, I started to do grafting of plants.
So with the drought --- hopefully gone for good --- and with my grafting of plants, and because I am now 75 and 76 next year. I called the move, off.
Looks like I will finish out my life here in South Dakota, and I have a lot to be thankful for, because I have the ideal plants to research, animals to research, and a electronic set-up in place to write more books.
A major move would likely disrupt all of that and only settle down after 5 years, in which I would then be in my early 80s.
My only regret in not moving, is really, being close to a hospital. For at some time in the future, I will be unable to drive. And just last night, I think I may have found a solution for that --- bicycle. I have heard and seen people in their 90s who bicycle.
It may end up where in the early 90s of my life, I get rid of my vehicles and end up relying on bicycles only.
AP, King of Science