growling from the shadows

Ever been walking along minding your own business and get the feeling of being watched by some being hiding in the shadows? Hmm? Torn by curiosity to have a good look and by better judgement telling you to move along which do you do? Stride directly into the darkest part of the gloom or walk spritely on past without making eye contact with the unsettling observer?

Or, have you ever cooled your red-hot heels in the relief offered in the dark side of the sun and stood silently watching the people flow by as if on one of those moving sidewalks some airports provide for weary feet of fretful travellers?

Ever wonder what life is like inside a primeval forest? Is the human constructed environment a shallow shadow of food chain reality?

Dark cheers to all. Replies and responses are forthcoming.

Question: Anyone out there in the cyberswamp live near  or in a forest?

Guess what, there are bison in Poland–and there have been for thousands of years. Yeah, American Indians don’t have a monopoly on buffalo–or their preservation.  Now that’s a cheery thought. Or is it?

photograph © 2007 AFP Grzegorz Jakubowski, Click photograph for more information and photos.

Bison in Poland’s Bialowieza forest



  1. slpmartin said,

    October 3, 2012 at 6:32 pm

    Ha…I cycle before sunrise and I can hear the coyotes in the fields next to me some mornings…it can be a little unnerving. 🙂

  2. craigcolleen said,

    October 4, 2012 at 11:35 pm

    I coexist in a forest farm,I corridor the farm stuff so I make a little impression on the land. I am rewarded with owls,hawks,bears,deers and cougars. I fence my areas in and let the above roam on the rest using the is great..this way we belong in each others worldly space.. and so far coexist..but i am realistic in that i am the prey..if they desire….cheers. facebook craighaven farm. to see the owls and last year baby bobcat in the chicken coop

    • October 31, 2012 at 6:30 pm

      Welcome and thank you for your tracks, craigcolleen. Craighaven farm sounds very interconnected –even with the risk of being the “prey”. Good to meet you.

  3. October 5, 2012 at 4:20 pm

    I’ve been taken aback before by feeling an animal’s eyes on me. Just knowing that there is so much out there in the world with a sensory advantage is sobering. The Polish bison is called the wisent. The same forest that protects it was also the last home of another animal now gone called the auroch which was a massive and powerful member of the cattle family. Paleolithic cave murals depicted it as well as Minoan frescoes showing acrobats vaulting over their massive horns. Good to see you are still posting!

    • October 31, 2012 at 6:34 pm

      Hey Al. I love that you too know about the wisent and aurochs. Interesting connection we have here as I’ve been exploring Paleolithic cave art–via books–lately. Beautiful work it is too. Art can be utterly timeless and extraordinary. I find these artists inspiring. Their command of line, color and “canvas”–hell, who could do that today? Hmm? Modern artists have NOTHING on ‘prehistoric’ artists at all.
      Am working at resuming regular posts. 🙂 I note that you’ve been busy.

  4. Roxie said,

    October 28, 2012 at 11:49 pm

    I live near cattle and horses, roosters and chickens, plus city traffic! On one side, the country, the other, a vibrant city, and train tracks divide them. Along with the coyotes and foxes, there are families of deer, and an occasional bobcat. No large wildlife. But you’ve got me thinking… 😉

    • October 31, 2012 at 6:36 pm

      Cheers Roxie! Had no idea you had all that animal energy in your area. I have seen coyotes in city traffic–during the day–who have learned how to use the sucide/turning lane in order to cross traffic without getting smashed.
      What has your thinking served up? Care to share?

  5. lesliepaints said,

    November 1, 2012 at 7:43 pm

    I live in a subdivision, but I feed the birds, does that count? They watch for me, I think. Over time they have become less skittish in my presence. I walk in the woods when I have the chance. I like the smells and the feeling of being there with whoever may be watching. I travel to my sons and have stopped by the side of the road on several occasions to watch the buffalo grazing or napping in a field near where he lives. The sheer size of their heads never fail to amaze me and I often feel thankful I do not have to carry a head that size. Cave art, as you say, has something on artists today. Perhaps it is in the history. Perhaps it is in the expression. They are treasures.

    • November 6, 2012 at 6:29 pm

      LESLIE! So glad to see you. Hell yes feeding the birds COUNTS! Just ask the birds if you doubt it. I am sure your birds know you on sight. And the squirrels too.
      Buffalo–health food on the hoof indeed. Quite wonderful beasts I think–large heads or not. LOL.
      Artists in Caves—now there’s an image.

  6. November 5, 2012 at 11:04 pm

    Hi Eva…I agree completely that early man was quite an artist. Have you seen the Herzog film on the Chauvet Cave?

    • November 6, 2012 at 6:25 pm

      Cheers Al! Yes I have seen the Herzog film. Perhaps a blog post is in order. 🙂

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