So, this is one of those regrets from my past – admittedly minor, and when examined it becomes more a matter of perspective than anything. Let me explain.
In 1993 I think, when visiting a friend who lived on the edge of a bog in Georgia, I had been wandering the bog in pursuit of the little crabs there when I stumbled across an odd object, and soon afterward another. They were lying right on
This next week is promising to be a little thin on posts, though I’m going to try and finish a few currently in drafts. But here’s a quickie.
So, on stepping outside Tuesday night, I heard the treefrogs calling not far away, and I decided I needed to try and record their calls. I grabbed my little digital voice recorder and the camera and began following the sounds, confirming my suspicions
It took me a while to determine what this tree is, even though it resides in our backyard (the former owners didn’t provide a tree legend, if you can imagine that.) It’s an American sycamore, Platanus occidentalis. Though the background doesn’t really give that impression, this was taken on a rainy day in the fall, when the rain had brought out the curious coloration of
So for today’s topic, let’s talk about good nature photography habits – and bad ones too.
First off, let me just say that in the time I’ve been doing this blog, both of the species seen here have had their scientific names changed, because I guess taxonomists get bored. Actually, I know it’s because new information regarding relation and genetics and all that
The legend of Amelia Earhart is now, as legends tend to be, more speculation and rumor than supportable fact, and still quite popular in the American consciousness at least. I don’t need to tell anyone that she and navigator Fred Noonan (okay, some people didn’t know that bit) disappeared on July 2, 1937 while attempting to circumnavigate the globe by air, but the details of
So, in previous posts I’ve made mention of several projects, and this is to announce that one of them, at least, has come to completion. If you think some of my topics don’t seem to fit with the nature of the website, this one’s going to be even worse.
I have just finished off my novelization of The Road Warrior, the 1982 film with Mel Gibson, and it is available as a free
Another purple for Monday color, because I have a lot of it. The wild violets are early spring flowers around here, usually appearing up through the leaves singularly or in small patches, and often enough before the last frost of the winter has occurred. They’re not the first color I find in my desperation after the dull winter months – those are usually the speedwells, chickweed, or
I have been trying to get to a few posts for several days now, intending to catch up a bit – you might have noticed that I’ve produced almost no philosophically turgid or religion-abusing posts recently. There’s also the two web pages I’ve been trying to finish, and some other odd projects. I just haven’t been finding the time. It’s very early morning Sunday right
Actually, this is intended as more of a break for me than for you, necessarily, but feel free to take advantage of it if you need to. Posting has been slow because I’m working on a project that I’d aimed to finish today (I’m close,) and so I’ve been putting my attention elsewhere. I know – the arrogance, right?
You are welcome to guess at what you’re seeing here,
Okay, it’s hardly the first frog of the year, but it is my first treefrog making that distinction would have ruined the aesthetic perfection of the title. I consider it significant that this one was found in almost the exact same location as the first one spotted when we
