The Squeaky Robot

A Meddling Robot in a Human's World

Posts tagged “nature


Posted on April 11, 2015

I ventured to Koh Rong, a highly-rated undeveloped island twenty-five rocky kilometers from Sihanoukville, only for the bioluminescent plankton. I experienced these glowing micro-organisms about a decade ago in Puerto Rico, and so I was propelled by an innocent but somewhat misguided hunt for an experience that was probably once in a lifetime, as all experiences tend to be. I hopped off the creaking ferry into a den of beautiful Europeans who above all wanted to party and they wanted to do it now. The main beach vomited neon with strings of shacks competing with each other, all claiming to have it all – Dorms! Bar! Food! Wifi! Laundry! – and while it was only ten in the morning, each blasted its own variety…

The Greats on Serenity & Nature

Posted on July 23, 2013

  Recommended music for the following thoughts and visuals. Kahlil Gibran Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair. Bill Bryson Hunters will tell you that a moose is a wily and ferocious forest creature. Nonsense. A moose is a cow drawn by a three-year-old. Walt Whitman I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars. Carl Sagan The very act of understanding is a celebration of joining, merging, even if on a very modest scale, with the magnificence of the cosmos. Science is not only compatible with spirituality; it is a profound source of spirituality. Jelle Brandt Corstius Since the beginning of time, nomadic people…

Hundred-Mile Wilderness

Posted on July 19, 2013


   A ten-hour road trip north of home and I find myself in the Hundred-Mile Wilderness, a notorious section of the even more notorious Appalachian Trail. This is my brother’s trip, though. I’m just along for the ride, offering just my driver’s license and extensive knowledge of the perfect s’more.

   My brother and his friend are avid fishermen. They discuss fish as if there is no other topic to be discussed. They eat their meals quickly and expel from their seats when they deem socially acceptable in order to make it back to the swimming hole before dark. They happily navigate sluggish brown water down to their waists and then happily pluck squirming leeches from their legs. It’s all part of the job.

   It turns out that all people, from 0 to 150 years old, can teach us something. My brother, eight years my junior, has already grasped something it took me much longer to learn: there is more joy in the routine, the effort and the attempt than there is in the catch.

   While they fish, I sit in a kayak with my camera and wait to catch the sunlight.

The Flower

Posted on April 17, 2011

Our lives are full of contradictions.  It’s easy to call out the hypocrisy of others but not so easy to concede to your own shortcomings. I, for example, say I have no time for just about anything these days, and yet I find time to tediously adjust a manual lens to get the focus on this flower just perfect. But in retrospect, I would rather be a little hypocritical than be blind to understated beauty, regardless of schedule or length of my to-do list.

Spring and Monet

Posted on April 7, 2011

I’m channeling my inner artist in this photo – I’m going to be pretentious and call it Monet-esque? Maybe? DC has finally overcome its indecisiveness and committed to a season. You know its truly spring when you make extra efforts to dodge fat, gravity-defying bumblebees and run away from the bible-thumpers who have usurped the campus’ center.