tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956989639073843954.post6552345671496054741..comments2024-03-21T05:30:03.220-04:00Comments on Science teacher: Clams, grace, and industrialismdoylehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12901661320505882735noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956989639073843954.post-82319849296080332102013-01-06T07:55:51.136-05:002013-01-06T07:55:51.136-05:00Dear gfrblxt.
Thanks for the warm words.
Dear M...Dear gfrblxt.<br /><br />Thanks for the warm words.<br /><br /><br />Dear Malcolm,<br /><br />Well, I am a man, and I have (in streaks) gone to "church"--raised Irish Catholic, kids raised as Methodists, and I've sat occasionally in Friends' unprogrammed meetings of worship. Not sure any of that qualifies me as "church going".<br /><br />I do appreciate community and shared awe, but also shy away from spectacle often confused with awe. If folks would let the mystery be, I could be a tad more tolerant of organized religion. (One reason Quaker meeting is so powerful is because no one leads--sometimes no one speaks at all.)<br /><br />In these parts anyway, organized religion may a child's last ties to the rhythms of nature.doylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12901661320505882735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956989639073843954.post-4267423312936957962013-01-06T04:24:24.797-05:002013-01-06T04:24:24.797-05:00Hi Dr. Doyle,
I am always interested in your posts...Hi Dr. Doyle,<br />I am always interested in your posts and find comfort in the 80% that resonate the awe of nature (the other 20% of your state/country politics evade me). I wish we could spend our life teaching science by planting seeds and raising chickens and goats...and then have a fantastic BBQ at the end of the year.<br /><br />I am curious...are you a a church going man...or is your passion (as mine is) strictly one of 'Holy Crap, this is neat and you should learn this 'cause its neat'?<br /><br />Malcolm<br /><br /><br />hOMESCHOOLING 2020 COVID-19https://www.blogger.com/profile/07217586685244005591noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956989639073843954.post-82733112487282931492013-01-05T19:40:36.772-05:002013-01-05T19:40:36.772-05:00Grace is a gift, unasked for and undeserved when g...Grace is a gift, unasked for and undeserved when given. But reading posts like yours - that's what knowing grace feels like. Thanks.Qhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01222812519913852182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956989639073843954.post-76661529638560739542013-01-05T17:02:45.021-05:002013-01-05T17:02:45.021-05:00Dear Lee,
The bleeding usually happens during the...Dear Lee,<br /><br />The bleeding usually happens during the cold months. My hands are mostly numb, and I fail to feel whatever shell or piece of glass is slicing through me, then notice the bright splashes of red against a winter beach. Very pretty, actually.<br /><br />I once saw a clam with a death grip on a horseshoe crab leg. Both were unfortunate, and both were, I think, doomed. The clam was being a clam, the horseshoe crab a horseshoe crab. <br /><br />That local economies still thrive, that folks still know where their food comes from, warms me up. I teach biology (as you know), but for all the emphasis on biochem these days, most of my lambs still have no idea where food comes from.<br /><br />Sad.<br /><br />Ah, the shells--many end up in my garden, some end up in school (teachers ask for them), some I toss back into the bay, but most end up around an old maple tree in my back yard. If I ever wend up with too many, I'll just toss more in the bay, but I really like they way they look.<br /><br />Remember when we were young, and wondered about the idiosyncrasies of the few "crazy" folk in our neck of the woods? I gone done became one of them. I daresay you may have, too.<br /><br />And this is good.doylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12901661320505882735noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956989639073843954.post-44446911850216967642013-01-05T15:09:46.867-05:002013-01-05T15:09:46.867-05:00Forgot to ask what you do with the shells.Forgot to ask what you do with the shells.Leenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4956989639073843954.post-83890106199430665122013-01-05T14:52:04.079-05:002013-01-05T14:52:04.079-05:00Do clams bite? wondering because of the "bloo...Do clams bite? wondering because of the "blood back into the bay" comment.<br />No clams here but lots of chickens and eggs. Mine come from a house down the road (the "hard" road, not the dirt road). $2/doz and my choice of white or brown (or both). The white really aren't white...some are "eggshell" (hee hee), some are a pale pink, or pale tan. I love that the sizes vary from egg-shaped, to cylindrical to round. The brown ones are more uniform in shape, though the sizes range from small to very very large. Occasionally there is a double-yolk which is kind of neat. The best part is that I see the chickens whenever I drive past their house. Free ranging around the yard, or roosting up in the trees. Once in a while they are across the road and that worries me because of the traffic. People should know that eggs don't come out of the chicken with the expiration date stamped on them. Leenoreply@blogger.com