Nearly a month went by without any new posts, despite my recent statements about blogging in earnest. I found that teaching writing classes not only involved lots of time grading papers but also focused my interest on writing. I'm actually writing a lot in various journals and notebooks, but was not focusing in the short run on material I wanted to post here. Finally, in the month of July, I managed to resume my average of one post per day for the month. I plan to surpass that volume from here on out. What I post here, combined with my daily writing in journals, is mostly fine-tuning what I hope to publish in a memoir about my experiences in education as student, parent, teacher, supporter and critic.
Meanwhile, I am still available for guiding local nature hikes. Contact me at email@example.com to inquire about rates and parameters of time, distance, and personal needs regarding matters of health and fitness.
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.
Despite its being a gray and windy day with a storm looming to the North, these scenes made me feel warm. Only a short distance from yesterday's goose and fungus photos, I walked through the woods and found vegetation that proved to me plants can be beautiful in mid-winter. The persistent manzanita berries were almost black, but will probably hang on until the spring buds push them off. These clusters made me wish I'd had the time to draw and paint. Also, the longer you stay in a spot, the more likely something exciting will happen.
Growing up in Massachusetts, I used to see drawings and paintings of trees like this in my cowboy and Indian books, especially ones by Holling C. Holling. I didn't think trees like this existed, but now I live among them.
A scatologist is rather like an archaeologist. There's a story in this poop. I didn't think to place a pen or a comb on the ground for scale. This gathering of bear scat is around a foot from end to end. Evidence of the bear's diet was easy to read.
Prickly Ponderosa it is.
The male cones of California Incense Cedar provide a nice color contrast with the foliage.
This is the sort of view you often see of Coastal Redwoods on post cards. Here we have Douglas-fir. When I get in a spot like this, I feel like a little kid again. I could stare straight up until my neck cramps, then do it again and again.