Nearly a month has gone by without any new posts, despite my recent statements about blogging in earnest. I'm finding that teaching writing classes not only involves lots of time grading papers but also focuses my interest on writing. I'm actually writing a lot in various journals and notebooks, but not focusing in the short run on material I want to post here. We'll see what develops. Let's just say, my cessation of blogging is not due to deterioration of my health. I might be back soon. It probably depends on how spring unfolds - wildflowers, lizards, interesting insects, etc., usually fire me up and prompt me to keep my camera batteries charged.
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.
I've probably taken over a hundred photos of the Scarlet Fritillary over the past couple of weeks. Add this to my previous years' totals and the number is probably over 500. I got one of them into a European horticultural journal. They actually found me; I wasn't looking for them. Sometimes I wonder what I'm trying to accomplish - pursuit of the perfect photo? I don't think so. It's actually, the feeling is more akin to eating popcorn or potato chips. Once you start, it's just hard to stop.
These two were photographed along West Ranch Road near an old, rusty pickup truck. The site was pointed out to me by fellow wildflower lover Jay Wright.