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.
I've never been attracted to landscape photography, partly due to the fact that my uncorrected distance vision is not great. Also, I enjoy crawling around on the ground and looking at details of plant and animal life close up. But during these fiery days, I thought I'd take a couple of shots of the view from the airport of where I live at the base of Boyle Ravine. Not much to see besides smoke.
I then headed for work at the college. On the way there, I stopped at a spot just past the Spanish Creek crossing on Highway 70 where I enjoy the view of Spanish Peak and Mount Pleasant. As you can see, the mountains were not visible. So, I reverted to my favorite photography habit, finding interesting things close to the ground. The Chicory (below) looked healthier than ever, despite being surrounded by vegetation that is drying up and adding the the fear of wildfires.
When I got to the FRC parking lot, I was still in close-up mode, so I enjoyed seeing the fresh crop of acorns on my favorite California Black Oak in this area. It's the one on which I've often photographed the Oak Treehoppers in the Fall. I'll undoubtedly be on the lookout for them again in September. So far, the fire has not hopped over Claremont Ridge toward Boyle Ravine, but I hear it is moving into the Mill Creek watershed in East Quincy. Let's all hope for the best, and be thankful for all these visiting firefighters.