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A copy of the New Yorker.
A huge mug of coffee.
A table to myself, and not a student in sight.

Isn’t Borders blissful in the already-back-to-school, not-yet-back-to-university season?

This one is for Sr Sarah & co. :  an online beauty pageant for nuns…

Here’s a game for a late summer’s afternoon:

How are you different from every other reader of this blog?

I’ve been reading a book (well, a chapter of a book) on cultural diversity and the overlap and divergence between dominant cultures and ‘co-cultures’. I’ll write more about it over the next couple of days, but we need to start with differences.

The game works like this: you offer something that you think makes you different. Other readers are invited to challenge you. So, if I say ‘I know how to dance a Highland Schottische Pousette’ that stands until my warden logs on and says ‘I do too! think of something else.’

Please join in, and pass word on to anyone who might be willing to play (especially those who might challenge existing statement of difference).

My opening bid is in the comments. You are welcome to offer more than one statement if you want to stress your uniqueness.

I was just relishing the strange feeling of lightness having decided that I would not work tonight when the flock of collard doves arrived (flutter, flap, coo).  Close on their tails was the family of jays, mewing like distressed kittens.  And now Molly is in on the game, chattering and trying to pounce through the window.

Rabbits, finch, blue tits, robins, deer, even owls Molly takes in her stride.  She has also learned that if you blink at deer, they blink back.

But birds that sound like cats or look like a they might roast up into something like chicken?  Well, can you blame her?

Ah,  mother bunny is here.  That should scare the jays away and soothe Molly’s fretting.