So here’s how things went down. After breakfast Christmas Eve morning in the amazing Awahnee dining room followed by a visit to the Yosemite Village store to pick up some hairspray for mom (which she’d forgot to pack), it was decided she would hang out at the hotel while Susan and I did some sightseeing. …
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Here’s something you don’t see everyday in Big City LA: a peregrine falcon perched and feasting from its kill on the ledge of the office building across from mine in Westchester’s Howard Hughes Center, To get this artificially zoomed footage I put my cam’s lens up against an eyepiece of an 12×25 set of binoculars …
(click image for the bigger picture) A couple days of rains last week followed by some dewy mornings giving way to warm afternoons have startled the grasses from their seasonal subsoil slumber and sent them shooting up at the skies and sun so that they now blanket sections of the previously barren backyard a brilliant …
(all images can be clicked for the bigger picture) A couple weeks ago Susan came home to find a tell-tale lizard tail on the kitchen floor, but unlike the last time when Jiggy brought a tail and its lizard inside, the rest of the reptile was nowhere in sight so we figured (hoped) that Jiggy …
Not sure how it got there, but this morning I found a katydid in the kitchen, on the inside of the window next to the breakfast nook. After catching it up in a mason jar I took it outside where it crawled out onto the leaves of our Carolina cherry tree and then allowed me …
I’ve gotten so used to seeing the black carpenter bees that buzz around the house (one’s even dug a home out of an old log in the northside garden) that when Ranger pointed out this poor dead magnificent monster (at 25mm it’s practically three times a typical honeybee) on the patio this morning, I had …
In the backyard on poop scooping duty yesterday morning I came upon the carnage. All that was left strewn along the dirt near the hammock were wings of a butterfly that had met its doom. It’s assailant unknown. I guess there may be people out there who go their entire lives not getting to hold …