I have a small collection of photos taken last night that I need to put up, and they were bumping four others from a few nights ago, but they all got kicked out of line by what I took this morning. These are the privileged piccies, the ones too good to wait in line. Yes, I’m terribly classist about my photos…
I was just setting up to reshoot an illustrative image for tomorrow’s
My sleep schedule is quite whack right now, so when I say I was doing something, “early in the morning,” that means for me, translating to midmorning for most people. So, early in the morning, I looked out back and spotted one of the green herons (Butorides virescens) right down at the pond edge. We’ve had a couple sticking around for a while now, but virtually
If you’re like me, even as often as I do it I still picture something like Elmer Fudd when I hear this word, or someone creeping up with a detached bush as camouflage while pizzicato strings play with their footsteps (I think that’s the term, but I’m not a music person.) This is misleading, even in the circumstances when it’s not entirely inaccurate, and
[I’ve had this image sitting in the blog folder for a little over a month, for a post that never materialized, so it’s being put to use now, even though I should probably get something better.]
Short notice, I know, and then again, you already know about the holiday anyway and don’t need this, but Saturday, January 17th, is
Last week’s Find was still fresh on the, um, server memory thingy, whatever, when I got the first clips of this week’s. A few days later I was able to add to the stock, so we have a couple of days worth of observations, which also added in the number of other species appearing. So without further ado:
Now, this was not a total surprise, because we’d been down at the neighbor’s
I’ve got a couple of topics that I’m planning to tackle, including a lengthy rebuttal post that’s in process but deserves a lot of editing attention, and a whole lot of images in the folder awaiting attention – just, not the time or energy to tackle bigger posts at the moment. So what we have now is a bunch of scattered stuff that I’m throwing at the wall, just to maintain
Why is it that it seems (to me anyway) to be okay to write “XXIII” but not “XXVIII,” instead making me think it looks cleaner to write “XXIIX”? I mean sure, it’s a digit less, but doesn’t it just look better? Yet I don’t think writing “XXIIV” works the same way…
Or we could just stop pretending that it’s somehow classier
The Estate Finds are written ahead of time and scheduled to post at 6 AM each Friday – sometimes not too far ahead of time, but they’re certainly not ‘real time’ posts. This past one almost could have been though, as twice during the day Friday I achieved updates on the primary subject.
At midday, I saw something fly into the pond as I was talking to The Girlfriend out back,
Credit for this one – at least, part one – goes to The Girlfriend, who was the first to spot and photograph it three days ago, but it wasn’t until yesterday that I was successful myself. I was out specifically to pick an Estate Find, hopefully this one. and wasn’t having a lot of luck – I was on my way back when I caught movement at the pond edge. Visibility was horrendous,
It’s been a few days since I got these, delayed partially by being busy (I keep saying that, and we’re close to finding out why) and partially because I knew it would take a while to write up the post. And I’m going to do things out of order because it’s better that way, maybe.
Once again, Jordan lake, but before the trip down to catch the ISS transiting the moon,
