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 email@example.com 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.
These first two shots were numbered #2 and #3 in my original story, but once again I had technical difficulty. Just like with Microsoft Word, sometimes it tries to use me rather than let me use it. I might re-do the whole thing, but meanwhile, pretend the story starts with the third photo and work it out from there. The main thing is these fruiting bodies really grab my attention every time I drive or walk by and I want to share them.
I didn't just get closer. They got bigger! Overnight! Immediately west of 518 Boyle Street, if you want to see a beautiful crop of fungi. I use the plural out of convention. It's really one big organism, poking its parts through the soil and impersonating many individuals. Hydra and octopi can perform this sort of stunt.
They push their way through leaves, and when a few remain in place, it's a very natural look. I guess something that's natural should have a natural look.
I rolled a rotting log over and revealed this one trying to find its way to light, or possibly away from the dirt. Not sure which tropism is operating here.
Seems like a little family, although it's just a part of the overall fungus. Pretty soon, snowfall will bring about a change of scene. The play goes on.