SkunkCam Is Go!

It started when I was playing fetch with Ranger in the backyard and her attention was diverted to something happening beyond the north fence. Upon investigation I found our cat Jiggy on the other side and he was trying to “play” with what I first thought was a baby opossum. I shoo’d Jiggy away from …

Frond Farewell

If you’re an angeleno, odds are at some point during your time here you’ve experienced the falling of a palm frond from its tree. I’d hazard you haven’t ever had the pleasure of being 40 feet away from 17 30 — count ’em: 17 30! — of them full-sized suckers falling at once. I have. …

Hey Bud

Around the same time last summer that I made this night-long timelapse of a nocturnal cactus flower opening wide, I dropped a couple fallen prickly pear cactus pads into a small pot of soil and commenced spritzing them with water occasionally through the subsequent seasons in hopes that they might keep on going. I’m pleased …

‘Round Midnight

It’s after midnight. Restless. Maybe it’s the biz trip I leave for early Wednesday morning to Charlotte for four days. Maybe it’s some residual over-thinking about a couple aspects of my behavior on what was an otherwise awesome bike ride upupup essentially to Descanso Gardens then back down to Eagle Rock around to Highland Park …

Ash Tree Waking

As I do around the beginning of every new year, I dutifully trundle our Christmas tree to the city’s treecycling station set up at the L.A. Zoo where I drop it off (along with however many other curb-side discards I can pile into the bed of my truck, which in regards to this year was …

Yeller Jack On Dirty Glass

On occasion I’ll look out the window of my south facing office and find something clinging to the outside of the glass. Such was the case this afternoon of what I’ll guess was a yellow jacket catching a respite (click to triplitize):  

Sunday Sadness

I went outside this blustery morning to get a photo from the backyard of distant Griffith Park in all its windswept clarity. Instead I found my camera focused on this sadness within the boughs of the jasmine tree: It’s a poor bushtit at last season’s nest (to the right rear of the frame) in the …