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.
While hiking up the hill in the rain with my school stuff but without my camera, I was pleasantly surprised to find the Oak Treehoppers on the Black Oak had survived the night's rain. I decided that if the forecast clearing came to be, I would return with my camera. So, I came back around 3:30 and got these photos. What a colorful group this is! The light was disappearing fast behind the hill to the West, so I made several attempts to get a clear close-up of the adult Treehopper with the bright orange "horn." THe slightly blurry photo below was the best I could do.
I noticed a lone Red Clover just below that oak, so here it is. Again, poor lighting.
Then I went up to the area just north of the Admissions and Records building where I've been watching a late-blooming Checker Bloom. These normally bloom in June, but in this particular spot they experience the wrath of the weed eaters several times during the summer. If it weren't for the recent rains, they might have given up. But, here they are in all their glory (below) making one last attempt to leave some seeds for next year.Remember, "Nature bats last."