5.20.2007

Wild Kingdom

That title has two connotations for me--given my advanced age, the first is, obviously, "Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom", the Sunday night TV staple starring Marlon Perkins that I watched religiously throughout childhood. The other is a song by a (presumably now defunct) NYC-based band, The Second Step, with which I was fairly obsessed in the late 80s, when they used to perform at a downtown NYC Mexican joint I loved. (Can anyone remind me of the name? The Cactus Cantina or somesuch? It was awesome, as was the band, and the song, "Wild Kingdom." I have it on my iTunes, having bought their CD nearly 20 years ago, and if I can get my act together, I'll put it up on here. It totally rocks.)

Now, I have a third connotation---as my friend Marti might write, Doods, I live in the Wild Kingdom. Seriously. Today, on the way back from an antique/hardware store/ice cream run to Great Barrington, Massachusetts (20 minutes away from our own little WK) we had to stop our car in order avoid running over a foot and a half long SNAPPING TURTLE crossing the road near our house. I made the H get out of the car to ensure that it would cross safely to the other side. I thought it might be a snapper (what the hell other American turtle is that f'ing big??) so I told him to be careful, so he did a little frog march behind it which made it pick up its pace and get to the creek on the other side of the road. When we got home, I consulted my trusty field guide (thank you to my MIL--awesome Mother's Day present) and confirmed its taxonomy. Apparently, this is the time of year when the girl snappers leave their ponds for nearby rivers and creeks whereby they will lay their l'il snapper eggs. Go figure.

2 comments:

Alto2 said...

I loved Mutual of Omaha's "Wild Kingdom" in the 1960s and 70s, and the National Geographic specials, too. I can still hum that tune. I'd like to hear that Second Step song, but I'd really like to remember how to embed the mp3 player in my blog like I did a few weeks ago.

You want wild? Come visit me in Florida: how about gators in the pond at the local college? Armadillos skittering across the road, young ibises leisurely strolling down my street, and the three children running around my house.

monika said...

Mutual of Omaha's Wild Kingdom and Marlin Perkins were part of the Sunday Night Blues... that last hoorah before Monday morning and school...

ah yes, those were the days...

As for our own wild kingdom here, we have belled Swiss cows tinkling all night outside our windows...