A weasel is wild. Who knows what he thinks? He sleeps in his underground den, his tail draped over his nose. Sometimes he lives in his den for
two days without leaving Outside, he stalks rabbits, mice, muskrats, and birds, killing more bodies than he can eat warm, and often dragging the carcasses
home." (para. 1)
Describe the syntax and explain its effect.

And once, says Ernest Thompson Seton--once, a man shot an eagle out of the sky. He examined the eagle and found the dry skull of a weasel fixed by the jaws to his throat. The supposition is that the eagle had pounced on the weasel and the weasel swiveled and bit as instinct taught him, tooth to neck, and nearly won. I would like to have seen that eagle from the air a few weeks or months before he was shot: was the whole weasel still attached to his feathered throat, a fur pendant? Or did the eagle eat what he could reach, gutting the living weasel with his talons before his breast, bending his beak, cleaning the beautiful airborne bones?

I have been reading about weasels because I saw one last week. I startled a weasel who startled me, and we exchanged a long glance.

Twenty minutes from my house, through the woods by the quarry and across the highway, is Hollins Pond, a remarkable piece of shallowness, where I like to go at sunset and sit on a tree trunk. Hollins Pond is also called Murray's Pond; it covers two acres of bottomland near Tinker Creek with six inches of water and six thousand lily pads. In winter, brown-and-white steers stand in the middle of it, merely dampening their hooves; from the distant shore they look like miracle itself, complete with miracle's nonchalance. Now, in summer, the steers are gone. The water lilies have blossomed and spread to a green horizontal plane that is terra firma to plodding blackbirds, and tremulous ceiling to black leeches, crayfish, and carp.

What goes on in his brain the rest of the time? What does a weasel think about? He won't say. His journal is tracks in clay, a spray of feathers, mouse blood and bone: uncollected, unconnected, loose-leaf, and blown.

I would like to learn, or remember, how to live. I come to Hollins Pond not so much to learn how to live as, frankly, to forget about it. That is, I don't think I can learn from a wild animal how to live in particular--shall I suck warm blood, hold my tail high, walk with my footprints precisely over the prints of my hands?--but I might learn something of mindlessness, something of the purity of living in the physical sense and the dignity of living without bias or motive. The weasel lives in necessity and we live in choice, hating necessity and dying at the last ignobly in its talons. I would like to live as I should, as the weasel lives as he should. And I suspect that for me the way is like the weasel's: open to time and death painlessly, noticing everything, remembering nothing, choosing the given with a fierce and pointed will.

1. What is the purpose of the two anecdotes--the story of the "naturalist" and the story of the "eagle" ?

2. What does Dillard mean by "wild"? What is she saying about weasels?

3.. What are your expectations as a reader at this point early in the narrative?

Context: the narrative houses, in the details, a tension between different and sometimes opposing points of view. The way humans interact with wildness--we toss beer cans and drive motorcycles and we fashion and re-fashion nature, sometimes with disregard. Dillard's tale is also about the margins between suburban sprawl and remaining patches of wildness; her story takes place on the boundaries between two different worlds. This is equivalent to the kind of journalism John Keeble calls horizontal energy, a term he borrows from Wes Jackson, that indicates thebest sources for good stories. The antithesis is vertical energy, a spectacle of lights and glitter that contains no real information. For example, I suggest the TV program ET (Entertainment Tonight) epitomizes the vacuum of vertical energy.

Explanation:

the answer should be b.

explanation:

it should be b because she researched before writing so it would be in past tense. "the author researches her subject before she had written the first draft.