There was an incessant loud peeping outside and I left my desk to go see what it was. Had the swallows built a nest under eaves at the back of the house without me realizing and now their babies were making all this noise? Nope. (The swallows’ nest is outside the porch and at least two tiny sets of beaks can be seen pointing up from the front.)
It was a killdeer strutting about the mown grass, sounding distressed. Answering peeps came from the tall grass nearer the house and as I walked over to see what was going on, the adult killdeer put on a stellar broken-wing show. Ah; there must be an unseen nest. I retreated to the step and watched, and soon a small killdeer came walking out and over to its parent. Before long it was followed by another. The parent then flew off and called again, encouraging its offspring to fly instead of walk.
I watched this for some time but as it was hot even in the shade, I soon left them to their business and came back in to work.
On “As It Happens” the other night, an interviewee said they’ve looked at 79 studies of the efficacy of Omega 3 oil, believed to improve heart health, and that there is no evidence that it makes any difference whatsoever.
Shit; so much for that new bottle in my cupboard.
What does improve heart health, then? Keeping fit and eating well, apparently. And, though it wasn’t mentioned, the herb hawthorn.
I thought Omega 3s were a bit of added insurance. Sheesh.
Good News: rain! Our gauge showed only about three-tenths of an inch yesterday, but there was a bit more this morning and every little bit will help.
Birdie, though we live in one of the three Prairie provinces, it’s not all “prairie.” The geography in our area is parkland — a mixture of trees (under serious threat from farmers, unfortunately), open fields, and low undulating land. The prairies, further south, are flat as paper except for the Qu’Appelle Valley and the Cypress Hills, and you can literally see for miles. They get the most terrible blizzards down there without trees to help block the winds. I’ve never heard of anyone disliking that watching-dog-run-away joke but people around here and north of us notice that everyone from away thinks the entire province is flat and treeless like much of the southern part. That’s probably because most travellers drive through on the #1 Highway, which runs horizonally through Regina, and what they see in every direction is flat so they assume that’s all there is to see here, and that’s what we have the reputation for. It is quite beautiful even if it gets boring to drive through, after a number of hours. About 20 miles north of us there is forest that gets solid as you travel “up” and there are deep, cold lakes, and lots of ’em. That said, the fields on both sides of the road in the picture are fairly flat and there are plenty of areas like that too. I see the ripples in the land, but friends from, say, BC, just see flatness — even here. I guess that’s because in comparison, it is.