I do not seem to be quite finished with Tercero. Don’t you know how no one escapes the power of creatures reaching out with breath alone? I wanted to show you this and this and also this The first is an entrance to the woodrat’s house, the second, the blooming of the sage and the third the ant on the monkeyflower. Just little bits of magic. That’s how I soar up And of course, the … Continue reading
I have a bit of poison oak, again. I must say, the location is odd–a few lesions on the inside of my right knee. Why there and nowhere else I cannot say. It is not nearly as bad as the last time (for which I still have scars)–so that is good. I had barely any time to work with the quail–but I do believe that the clump of brush pictured above is the location of … Continue reading
We fly home tomorrow. The coyotes are howling and yipping, just a bit. And I expect the quail are tucked in tight–some sitting incubating their nests, hidden in plain sight, others roosting in trees. Did you know that it is very very very difficult to find quail nests? This is one aspect of their biology that makes it difficult to study them. They are ground nesters–laying @20 eggs in scrapes in the dirt or brush. … Continue reading