After a slow first five months, I'm back to blogging in earnest. In the forthcoming few months I plan to keep on tracking the blooming of wildflowers, the activities of bugs and reptiles and any other critters I'm quick enough or lucky enough to photograph, and to comment on ecological relationships. Since there is an increasing sense of ecological crisis among many people and more vigorous denial of such on the part of others, I will inevitably comment on the social and political dimensions of survival as I see them.
I am still an adjunct instructor in the English Department at Feather River College, but time permitting, I am available for hire as a nature guide in the region in and around Plumas County. A brochure describing my usual kinds of natural history adventures is in development. Email me c/o firstname.lastname@example.org with your mailing address and a statement of interests, and I'll send you a rough draft.
I have been teaching since 1965 and have recently joined the English Department as an Associate Faculty member at Feather River College. Recently taught Nature Literature in America and am currently teaching Interpersonal Communication and Basic Reading and Writing.
Having trouble thinking clearly in this hot weather. After spending four days on the cool coast, we returned to the hottest week of the summer in Quincy. Took an early morning hike into the forest by our home. While looking for colorful wildflowers, of which there were none, what caught my eye was a dead wild onion. White. White light contains all the colors in the visible spectrum, but we can't see those colors unless a prism or some equivalent magic separates them. As I pondered the wonders of visible light, I found myself longing for fall colors which are still a couple of months away. Problem solved. I noticed our four hackysacks lined up on the kitchen counter. I pretend they are leaves in the fall.
CLick on the photo of the wild onion and you'll see some black seeds. This reminded me of Thoreau's essay "Faith in a Seed." The potential for next spring's colorful onions is contained therein.
A "colorful" happening we witnessed on our morning hike was the abundance of insect activity, including the Ambush Bugs mating on Tansy. There seem to be more Ambush Bugs this summer than last. I guess they like hot weather, or at least they are among the more robust survivors.
No, this photo is not upside-down. One of our cats, Dulce, the furriest of our pets, is also rendered almost lifeless by the heat. He laid out motionless on the dining room floor while I was choosing photos for this post. Under the circumstances, I thought this pose was rather colorful, so I'm sharing it. It's supposed to be even hotter tomorrow and the next day. I'll try to find "cool" things to photograph.