Nature & Science
By LYNNE IRONS
You would be hard-pressed to find someone further politically left than me. However, the other day I was potting up some plants and listening to old bluegrass tapes (Ralph Stanley and the Clinch Mountain Boys.) They have a song called Let’s Keep Old Glory Waving and Never Let It Touch the Ground. I was thinking about the American flag and what it means.
Temperature: Precip.
Day Max. Min. Inches.
Fº Fº
Oct. 26 56 52 .00
Oct. 27 63 55 .13
Oct. 28 68 50 .16
Oct. 29 60 32 .00
Oct. 30 50 33 .00
Oct. 31 62 41 .00
Nov. 1 65 45 .00
Water temperature in Edgartown harbor: 59º F.
A few weeks ago in this column I wrote that other than by contributing photos, I had not ever reported an unusual bird sighting to the Massachusetts Avian Records Committee, the authority for such matters in our state.
By LYNNE IRONS
It is difficult to set my priorities this time of year. It is still so warm and pleasant. Should I finish picking and processing those late peppers, tomatoes, and green beans, or should I clean out the wood stove and gather kindling? I had so much to do the other day that I became paralyzed. I sat on a stool and picked dead leaves off the ladies’ mantle. It is rather like organizing the Tupperware when in the middle of a crisis.
It is not proper for birders, naturalists or any type of scientist to anthropomorphize: a 50-cent word that means giving a human personality to something that is not human. It’s often hard to avoid this, but the most difficult test for me is the Carolina wren.
One of Menemsha’s most respected fishermen, Jonathan Mayhew, has quit fishing the high seas.

