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	<title>Comments on: The Hermit of The Streams</title>
	<link>http://blog.rogersradiointernet.com/donjackson/2007/09/27/the-hermit-of-the-streams/</link>
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		<title>By: Robin Cordner</title>
		<link>http://blog.rogersradiointernet.com/donjackson/2007/09/27/the-hermit-of-the-streams/#comment-45</link>
		<author>Robin Cordner</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 11:41:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hi Don:

Now, I don't have a pond, however while watching Canada AM a few days ago, Mark Cullen was on with Jeff and he was demonstrating a water sensor that squirted water whenever a culprit wandered within a few metres of the pond.  Might be worth looking into!  Good luck.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hi Don:</p>
<p>Now, I don&#8217;t have a pond, however while watching Canada AM a few days ago, Mark Cullen was on with Jeff and he was demonstrating a water sensor that squirted water whenever a culprit wandered within a few metres of the pond.  Might be worth looking into!  Good luck.</p>
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		<title>By: Richard Robertson</title>
		<link>http://blog.rogersradiointernet.com/donjackson/2007/09/27/the-hermit-of-the-streams/#comment-43</link>
		<author>Richard Robertson</author>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 02:10:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://blog.rogersradiointernet.com/donjackson/2007/09/27/the-hermit-of-the-streams/#comment-43</guid>
		<description>Hello Don,

Thanks for another great program. Listening in Australia, via the Internet, I'm reminded of the year I spent in Toronto in 1995, and early morning walks by Lake Aquitaine with my (then) girlfriend. We'd met in Australia the previous year - she was an exchange teacher - and was amazed by our prolific and colorful bird life. I'd never appreciated it myself until I saw her wonder and excitement, and that enthusiasm has stayed with me to this day.

There was a heron spending the summer by Lake Aquitaine and she became as excited as a child whenever we saw it. It became the focus of our walks.

Now, many years later, back in Australia and married (to someone different), I live on a property about an hour from Sydney. We have a small dam for our horses and regularly play host to a heron family. For hours one or two will stand motionless in the reeds, or stalk deliberately through the shallows in search of prey. And without fail my mind drifts back to Toronto, to Lake Aquitaine and the lovely lady who opened my eyes to the beauty and grace of these (and other) exquisite birds.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello Don,</p>
<p>Thanks for another great program. Listening in Australia, via the Internet, I&#8217;m reminded of the year I spent in Toronto in 1995, and early morning walks by Lake Aquitaine with my (then) girlfriend. We&#8217;d met in Australia the previous year - she was an exchange teacher - and was amazed by our prolific and colorful bird life. I&#8217;d never appreciated it myself until I saw her wonder and excitement, and that enthusiasm has stayed with me to this day.</p>
<p>There was a heron spending the summer by Lake Aquitaine and she became as excited as a child whenever we saw it. It became the focus of our walks.</p>
<p>Now, many years later, back in Australia and married (to someone different), I live on a property about an hour from Sydney. We have a small dam for our horses and regularly play host to a heron family. For hours one or two will stand motionless in the reeds, or stalk deliberately through the shallows in search of prey. And without fail my mind drifts back to Toronto, to Lake Aquitaine and the lovely lady who opened my eyes to the beauty and grace of these (and other) exquisite birds.</p>
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