The Frantic Antic
Views from a frantic angle.
14 Nov 2009
My Wand
I have a wand now;
I have it for my service,
For my silence,
For my skill at emptiness.
I wave my wand as he did, and I await!
I wave my wand as he did,
And yet the magic doesn’t come
As I was told it would.
My wand was his once,
His that he made magic with.
The magic that he made before he passed that is,
The magic that I should have now for my service.
Oh how I wished that magic were mine;
So much that I served to get it when he passed.
And though I wave it as he did, the magic doesn’t come,
Forever and a day the magic doesn’t come.
And so I sit, or stand, or stray a little here and there;
But never to leave, or go to my peace – and wave my wand
That I so dearly craved though the magic never comes
As I was told it would, and dwell forever upon my deed.
⇑ by Rick Silletti in Poetry and Hell's Hearth
11 Oct 2009
Off the grid
Season’s over here at Mammoth Hot Springs, the elk know it and are reclaiming some of their favorite haunts. Me, I’m goin’ off the grid for a couple months – have fun all!
8 Sep 2009
New Arrival
I’m only guessing at what’s on those tines, but this guy is laying back for now while a younger, smaller bull is displaying most of the activity and aggression – in the end I’m thinkin it’s all about attitude with the elk rut, and the younger bull has that in spades.
He has been so active that it’s been hard to get a shot of him, stays off the location during the day – probably to avoid the traffic he isn’t used to, then makes a nuisance of himself all night :(
25 Aug 2009
Danger Seekers
This pair of danger seekers are within 10 feet of these elk, what they aren’t paying any attention to is the cow on the left – who it so happens has a calf close by. I’m guessing the rangers chased these two back just momments before she took care of doing so.
⇑ by Rick Silletti in Danger Seekers | Comments | Read more ⇒
7 Jul 2009
Trail Masters
These guys have the most interesting way of staying down out of the continuous prevailing breezes here – they use the trails thru the tall grass to move around. They are either doing this combination run fly maneuver to move quickly along them, or just running.
This one came around the corner at a full trot and just stopped a few feet in front of me and looked at me like I had no business being there. He was kind enough to pop a few feet of to one side of the trail to let me pass before it went about it’s concerns. A peculiar adaption to the presence of foot trails, it could be they were using animal trails this way before we came along, however.
⇑ by Rick Silletti in Hmm?