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.
...for a vulture, that is. Or a flock of crows. We first saw this beaver carcass when it was intact, nearly a month ago. How it got to this place on the PG&E power line, far from any creek, remains a mystery to me. On our walk yesterday, I first came across the bones of a rear leg. Then I started finding other parts strewn about.
Scapula and front leg bones, then, in the middle of the path, the lower half of the backbone with the tail pad still attached.
Not the most pleasant sight on a nature walk, but, nevertheless, part of the cycle of life. It didn't smell at all, so our dog didn't notice it. Some insects and microorganisms must be doing their jobs.