tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67491841657033556862024-03-13T08:14:54.420-07:00Dryad RanchMusings on nature, birds, horses and other writings about Dryad Ranch, a 128-acre paradise in the Sierra foothills of California.Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.comBlogger200125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-42719766986943188202016-08-30T10:10:00.000-07:002018-10-08T14:45:41.340-07:00<br />
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<br />Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-62597071637372558792014-04-24T20:20:00.000-07:002014-04-24T20:20:00.219-07:00Spring<div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">
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Sunday afternoon's walk was darn close to five hours - I didn't quite intend
to go for that long but it was so great that time slipped away from
me. I decided to take a route down to the
river and see what could be found, thinking mostly of wildflowers.
There were lots of those, including a Harlequin Lupine I've never seen
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The best part of the afternoon: I was utterly charmed by discovering that beavers are still
in residence in the Chowchilla River. At least one is anyway. I took a
bunch of pictures of the beaver, which I believe to be female because
when she came out of the water to groom, I could see what I think are
nipples. After I figured I had enough shots to feel comfortable that at
least one would be good enough, I just found a spot next to a rock and
watched her swim around. She kept one eye on me the whole time, but it
was so neat to watch. Finally, she popped into a hole in the bank on the
other side of the river and after a few minutes, I took that as my cue
to exit.<br />
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This is a view of her grooming on the other side of the river.<br />
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I hadn't gone more than a couple hundred yards past that spot when I
saw four of these beautiful male Bullock's Orioles, and at least one
female. It was shenanigans all around - don't know which boy won the
girl, but there was singing, and calling, and flying and chasing and I
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Early Saturday morning, we had a stonemason come out to look at our
new fireplace and talk about ideas for building a nice hearth and
stonework area around it. He got quite enthusiastic about the job as we
explained that we wanted to use local stone and would be fine with
something asymmetric - well the whole thing will have to be anyway
because we're building a bookcase on one side. Evidently, it's a family
business and has been doing work around the area for a long time. We
both ended up with a good feeling about hiring this contractor to do the
work - as long as the estimate comes in close to the range we're
thinking about which we believe it will.<br />
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With all that in mind, Dino and I took a walk this morning to the
river to pick out some good rocks to use for the fireplace. We have
some really beautiful river rocks, many of which Dino has already
dragged home to use in building rock walls. We found quite a lot of
nice ones, and I've basically given him free rein to make the final
choices as he'll be doing all the work of getting the stone out of the
river bed and up to the house. It'll be tractor work, but some of the
logistics will be interesting.<br />
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He also walked me to the far end of the Northwest Territory to show
me a particular shrub in bloom that he hoped I could identify. Yes - it
was a <a href="http://www.calflora.org/cgi-bin/species_query.cgi?where-taxon=Styrax+redivivus">snowdrop bush</a>, really lovely blossoms.<br />
Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-78143660302917746062014-04-03T20:02:00.000-07:002014-04-03T20:02:00.074-07:00I Didn't Know I Needed to Be Prepared But Glad I WasSunday afternoon, I really needed to get out and about, not that I need an excuse per se. Grabbed my stuff and walked down to the river; found all sort of wonderful wildflowers. I felt a mite peckish mid-walk, found a good rock to sit upon and dredged up a protein bar from my camera bag. (Side note: I am known for pretty much always having a fallback snack somewhere on my person.) As I was munching, I enjoyed the sight of a Black Phoebe working the same area of river, working hard for <em>her </em>afternoon snack.<br />
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I finished the bar and decided to try for a decent shot of the Phoebe, swapped lenses in favor of my telephoto and ended up with this nice picture.<br />
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I left the big lens on the camera, packed up my gear in the bag, and hoisted same to continue with the walk. I hadn't walked more than a minute when I spotted movement at the bottom of the hill. Gray Fox! If I hadn't been interested in the Phoebe in spite of the fact I've taken many many pictures of these wonderful birds, I would have never been ready for the fox. Happy happenstance.
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I got several other pictures of the fox, including one of it sitting down contemplating whatever it is foxes contemplate, but I like this one because it shows how it moved in the landscape and also I love the idea of a Fox in a Field of Flowers. Note the right ear aimed in my general direction - listening to the clicks of the shutter?<br />
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-1540563368477067852014-03-03T21:30:00.000-08:002014-03-03T21:30:04.119-08:00Small but Mighty. Wildflowers in Early March 2014As must be ridiculously obvious by now, one of my great loves is abandoning my chores, er, going out for a walk on the weekend with my camera gear. Although we are deeply in a horrid drought, the last ten days or so brought us a couple of needed inches of rainfall. Most of our early spring stalwarts of the wildflowers are playing shy, but I found that if you stop looking for the big showy blooms and peek at the tiny ones, you can find some pretty interesting flowers.<br />
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This is the only one I've been able to identify so far: It's Draba verna, common name Whitlow Grass. I found about a one foot square mound of it near the Chowchilla on Saturday. About 1.5 to 2 inches in height, the blooms were about 1/4 inch long.<br />
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One of the varieties of popcorn flower - there aren't very many this year.<br />
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Mountain Violet - oh I do love a yellow flower.<br />
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Baby Blue Eyes - one of my favorites. I found a decent number of these on our Northwest Territory and Dino reports he saw a bunch in their usual spot on the sandy area by the river.<br />
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Meanwhile, today is a bit of a milestone for the building project. The power company was scheduled to come out today to install a new pole and finish moving our meter. Dino has been working like crazy on the electric work to get ready.</div>
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-22247319375412293622014-02-02T07:58:00.001-08:002014-02-12T14:22:52.872-08:00The World is a Drop of WaterIt's safe to say that we're all very worried about our drought situation. I decided recently that I would start a photo project to document the drought rather than complaining about how hard it is to find subjects that weren't completely dried out. <br />
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Yesterday, I set out with the intention of taking images that I could use in comparisons - this is what it looked like four years ago when rain was adequate, this is now all dried out. <br />
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I got sidetracked. I headed up one of the creek beds which had retained much of the small rainfall (a whole 1.02 inches at our place) that we received this last week. The feeling of moisture and the heavenly fragrance of growing things were delightful, even as I knew they won't last.<br />
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-80584453108399686852013-12-29T19:36:00.000-08:002013-12-29T19:36:01.172-08:00Numbers 102 and 103After a Christmas road trip to the Bay Area to attend various family festivities, at which yours truly consumed far too many rich foods and/or sweet goodies, we've returned to what passed for normal here. The building project is starting back up after a short hiatus to allow Dino to get a few items accomplished - the roofers finally started getting the actual roof on this week.<br />
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Saturday, I hitched a ride with Dino to the red gate. He had a meeting to attend in Madera, so he headed left up the hill, while I headed right toward the river. I was torn between enjoying the lovely day and fretting about the drought. <br />
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It was a great day for birding. Number 102: Hooded Merganser: I saw two males and a female. Number 103: American Wigeon - not sure how many, at least four. <br />
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I got photos of the Wigeons but again these images were good enough to confirm the ID but sort of embarrassing otherwise. This Hooded Merganser shot isn't the greatest either, but at least it gives you the idea.<br />
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<br />Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-47630662524324309522013-12-28T19:25:00.000-08:002013-12-28T19:25:18.372-08:00In Which We Recall Our Heroine's Last PostI'm sure I've discussed Acton Grade in the past. The cute little snow I mentioned last time translated to snow and ice all the way up the grade - and it stuck for days. Tuesday morning (the week before Christmas) was a more
eventful drive to work than usual; in fact it took me nearly 5 hours to
get there. I was making my way up the grade, repeating my crappy-road
mantra "slow and steady", when I turned a corner and there in front of
me was someone else's pickup truck, stopped and blocking the road. The
mantra changed to something more like "are you kidding me?". I
lucked out in that only a few feet ahead of me was a great spot to pull
over so <em>my </em>truck wouldn't have to stop in the middle of the
road. I rather thought that being out of the way would be useful later
on when whoever was going to have to unjam this mess showed up. And in
case you are wondering <em>nothing </em>was going to tempt me to attempt to back down the hill.<br />
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By some miracle of modern technology, I was able to get a cell signal
and called the sheriff. A few minutes after my call, one of the men
working on our house remodel started down the hill but he was still on
good pavement and was able to back up and out of the way. I told him to
go back up to the top of the grade to prevent anyone else from starting
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I'll spare you a lot of the other details, but in time a sheriff's
deputy showed up at the top. And finally, a county road crew showed up
at the bottom. Some time after that, a big tow truck arrived, also at
the bottom of the hill. All of the rescuers put their heads together
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Number 101 - Golden-crowned Kinglet. Regrettably, the picture I took was good enough to confirm the ID, but not good enough to share. These little birds have almost certainly been around as they are not rare by any means, but we just hadn't seen one yet. What a great year for birds!</div>
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Bird news: we've finally reached the 100 species identified mark. Friday's walk took me to the area of the river just above the bridge. As I was walking downstream, I noticed a big white bird. Egret, I thought, until it started walking. It was a Snow Goose! Not the usual critter for around here, and I was able to spend some minutes watching it until it flew downriver. I ran into some neighbors later as I was walking home - they told me that the bird has been hanging around for a week or so. <br />
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I'm on the tail end of taking a week off work - actually I'll have been off a total of 11 days since I was able to capitalize on the long Thanksgiving weekend. I don't want to sound ungrateful for my good job, but when I checked my most recent lotto ticket and found that I'd lost again, I entertained yet another a micro-second of disappointment.<br />
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Dino has been nursing a sore leg. On one of his walks last week, he stepped over a log and got whapped hard by an unseen branch that landed on the juncture between the bottom of the calf and the top of the Achilles tendon. He said initially he wondered if it was a snake strike, even though those critters are well underground by now, it all happened so fast. <br />
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In spite of that, he's been busy with getting the rough electric done. I've done my part there by doing lots of "shopping" on lighting web sites. Let's say that there are lights and lamps for every taste - thousands upon thousands of combinations. <br />
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Of course, I've squeezed in several excellent walks. My favorite shot of the past couple weeks is of this big cedar. It lives near the river and is a magnificent big tree. I've been contemplating the best method of photographing and tried a wide angle shot from directly below. It smelled lovely there.<br />
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-47229448073642491292013-10-28T20:52:00.000-07:002013-10-28T20:52:00.858-07:00Hot Diggity, Number 99<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5YNZfgtWoVI/Um74PHibT-I/AAAAAAAABTA/RApoPYpiYv4/s1600/savannah_sparrow_10262013_3802.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5YNZfgtWoVI/Um74PHibT-I/AAAAAAAABTA/RApoPYpiYv4/s320/savannah_sparrow_10262013_3802.jpg" width="256" /></a>On my walk Saturday - where I got totally taken up by the wonderful fall weather while exploring the river - I spotted our 99th bird species. I didn't know at the time it was 99, that had to wait till I looked at the photos when I got home.<br />
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This Savannah Sparrow was with a mixed flock of other sparrows and juncos with a few bluebirds in the mix.<br />
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In further good news, Dino reported over a half inch of rainfall by noon(ish) today. Excellent.<br />
Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-77918503151987625202013-10-06T19:12:00.000-07:002013-10-06T19:12:00.808-07:00In Appreciation of the Pomegranate TreeAside from the fact that they create a very delicious fruit, pomegranate trees are altogether a beautiful tree. In spring, their leaves are a satisfyingly fresh green, the blossoms are a lively red/pink/fuschia and in fall:<br />
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.Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-31457755480159517882013-09-30T21:00:00.000-07:002013-09-30T21:00:09.000-07:00Numbers 97 and 98. House UpdateQuite a few folks chimed in on the flycatcher - verdict: Willow Flycatcher. Neat!<br />
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Then, last week, number 98! Another flycatcher - Greater Pewee. There were two of them, although I wasn't able to capture a good shot of both together. My initial thought when I saw the first of the pair was that it was a Phainopepla, but it became quickly obvious that was not the case, although the size was right. They put on a good flycatcher show, swooping out for insects, then back to the perch until the next bug caught their attention.<br />
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The house project is coming along - in fact, we've got some walls up now.<br />
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Tuesday, all of the house building material showed up as promised - our uphill neighbors helped out hugely by stationing themselves at the top and bottom of the big grade and making sure the trailers going in and out didn't cause problems for the other drivers on the road.
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-50474508634946872742013-09-08T18:20:00.004-07:002013-09-08T18:20:46.484-07:0095 and 96. The verdict on 97 is still outGreat walk today! Bird #95:<br />
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I took one of my usual long walks yesterday, ending up by a little pool on the river. I was intending just to cross at the narrow end by picking my way through and across the rocks to reach the other side, but I perched on a rock midway to take pictures of a butterfly. After a few minutes, I realized that about a half dozen bullfrogs had gotten over their initial fright at my approach and had risen to the surface to bask. These frogs are invasive - they eat the native minnows and the baby pond turtles and are generally frowned upon, although it can be said in their favor that the blue herons find them quite tasty. (Note: perching on a rock in the middle of the river while keeping the gear from falling in - extra credit.)</div>
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-10250648653683963142013-07-10T19:54:00.002-07:002013-07-10T19:54:36.901-07:00What Did You Notice Today?I'm in the middle of reading a book called "The Tangled Bank" by Robert Michael Pyle - all essays originally published in Orion Magazine. The essay "Roll Call" caught my attention this morning, with this quote: "In the country, many people (though fewer every year) still take their livelihood directly from other forms of life. Townspeople are less likely to connect with nature on a regular basis. Some, such as bird and butterfly watchers, wildflower and mushroom fanciers, organize their free time around nonhuman encounters. But such folk are uncommon overall, and considered strange by many of their neighbors: eccentric, obsessed, if harmless. The majority, in fact, shows little awareness of other life forms beyond cats, dogs, lawns and fellow humans."<br />
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I decided it would be interesting to follow his suggestion to make note of all the species I could today, to the best of my ability. Of course, I was at work for 8 of the day's hours, and unless there's a spider hiding somewhere, I'm unaware of many additional life forms in my office (aside from my house plant and lunch species, as noted below). I didn't go out of my way to find any of these, I only noticed what I saw on my usual rounds.<br />
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Birds: House Finch, Common Raven, Mourning Dove, Ash-throated Flycatcher, Western Kingbird, California Quail, Acorn Woodpecker, Western Scrub-jay, Brewer's Blackbird, Anna's Hummingbird, Roadrunner. This is actually a bit of a light bird day for me, for some reason, although the roadrunner was a good sighting.<br />
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Mammals: Ground Squirrel, Gray Squirrel, Homo sapiens ssp. sweetii (my husband), Homo sapiens ssp. moronius (the icky person in the jacked up F350 who tailgated me on the way to work until I found a safe place to pull over), Homo sapiens (all the other generic folks in town and non-icky drivers), dog, horse.<br />
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Reptiles: Fence Lizard<br />
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Insects: a light insect day also. Only a couple of ants in the house - evidently they are giving us a respite at the moment. These were ants of medium length, stocky body, dark brown and a strong formic acid smell.<br />
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Cultivated Trees/Plants: fig, apple, Italian stone pine, the old olive and walnut trees on the neighbor's place, rose, a <em>large</em> number of plants and trees in town that I can't name, the house plant in my office Zamioculcas (Zanzibar plant), oleander, juniper, rosemary, quince, pomegranate, iris, mugo pine<br />
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Trees/Shrubs/Wildflowers/Grasses: Interior Live Oak, Blue Oak, California Buckeye, Mountain Mahogany, Manzanita, Lichen, Moss, Wild Oats, a <em>large</em> number of other grasses and forbs not known to me, Tarweed, Bull Thistle, Turkey Mullein, Wooly Mullein, Datura, Purple Milkweed, Pearly Everlasting, Blue Elderberry, Yerba Santa, Poison Oak, California Broom, Manzanita, Deer Brush, Cedar. I have no doubt there are many other species I could have added to this list if only I'd known what I was seeing.<br />
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Species or products thereof that I've eaten today: peanut, chia, coconut, sunflower, mango, cow milk (yogurt), bacteria (yogurt), grape, cinnamon, vanilla, chicken eggs, carrot, tomato, tomatillo, onion, coffee, almond, cocoa, wheat, black beans, lettuce, bell pepper, cucumber, celery, asparagus, red cabbage, apricots and whatever spices were in the jarred salsa.<br />
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A picture of a species I ate the other day (not today, darn it): wild blackberry. Yum.<br />
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<br />Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-22813290878213933832013-07-05T20:30:00.000-07:002013-07-05T20:30:01.043-07:00The Hot Dry SeasonA couple of weeks ago, we took a short overnight trip to the Bay Area to visit my parents. When we came back on Saturday afternoon I'd just sat down with a nice
afternoon cuppa, ready to relax and unwind when our neighbor called to
say: "Are you aware there's a fire on Lily Peak?" That's about three
miles or so away from the house. Nope, we hadn't noticed that. Good
thing he was taking on the phone round robin chores. After the big Carstens fire from a week or so before that, which wasn't close to us but was pretty scary anyway, I'd identified a group of sentimental mementos that I'd be sad to lose. I scurried around and got those loaded up in the truck, just in case, plus a couple changes of
clothes. Then we went up into the orchard to watch. Within not too
long, there were helicopters bringing in big underslung buckets of
water to dump on the area and we could see the vehicles of the fire
crew on the top of the ridge. (Binoculars came in pretty handy here.)
One plane came by and released a big red plume of fire
retardant on the back side of the peak where the fire must have been at
its worst. It was difficult to make out the forms of the firefighters
in the smoke, but we could see frequent glints of light off what I guess
was helmets or face shields. Basically, they put most of it out
in about an hour's time, with a couple of daylight hours to spare. We've done
the best we can to make the house defensible if it comes to that, what with clearing a big area around the house, placing the big water tank on the top of Ant Hill, choosing the best fire safe roof, etc etc.<br />
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Since then, it's been just pretty doggone hot. I'm getting as much cooking done first thing in the morning on the weekends, or making cold suppers. I haven't really felt like shouldering my big camera bag with its 30+ pounds of equipment and then sweating my way around the neighborhood. <br />
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That means that you're stuck with this iPhone shot of a super nifty California King Snake that I found sunning itself in the middle of the road while on my way home the other day. After I took the picture, I waved my arms at it and it decided to head back downhill to somewhere safe for snakes.<br />
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-13561067603340876262013-06-08T15:59:00.001-07:002013-06-08T15:59:39.099-07:00My Own Home Brewed Superstition About Acorn WoodpeckersEvery morning as I drive up the hill to work, I look for the following auspicious omen:<br />
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A day when I see an acorn woodpecker on a post will automatically be a good day.<br />
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Multiple woodpeckers is even better. Two woodpeckers on a post (or neighboring posts) is not called merely "two woodpeckers". Instead, the name for that occurence is "DOUBLE PECK!" Similar designations are applied to "TRIPLE!", "QUADRUPLE!" and on one memorable morning, "QUINTUPLE!" (There may have been an additional non-family friendly qualifier on that last occasion. When one gets excited one may not always modulate the vocabulary.) <br />
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Note: days when no woodpeckers are noticed on posts are neutral days. The lack of the woodpecker/post combination is not a negative.<br />
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-22329095173098423222013-06-05T20:30:00.000-07:002013-06-05T20:30:01.152-07:00Have I Mentioned Lately That I love where I live? Last Sunday's walk took me once again, to the Chowchilla, where I walked downriver looking for "stuff". Mostly this turned out to be birds and hot sun, but I do love this part of the river where the ash trees line up so nicely along the bank.<br />
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-85721392547644564912013-05-19T13:35:00.000-07:002013-05-19T13:35:00.862-07:00Next QuestionWhat's up with cows? As I was taking those photographs the other day of the sandpiper, I felt "someone" watching me. I turned around and saw this. Middle-aged, sweaty ladies with camera bags can't be *that* interesting, can we?<br />
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Praying Horsehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13953642926754273357noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6749184165703355686.post-73473621588977309202013-05-16T20:30:00.000-07:002013-05-16T20:30:01.917-07:00Help Identifying WildflowersIt's nearly as bad as the fungus obsession - this time of year - well anytime of year I see a wildflower is more accurate. I have a semi-real goal of photographing all of the wildflowers on or around Dryad Ranch. "Semi" in that I doubt I'll ever see them all. <br />
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I work with four wildflower field guides, including <a href="http://www.johnmuirlaws.com/store/the-laws-field-guide-to-the-sierra-nevada" target="_blank">John Muir Law's Field Guide to the Sierra Nevada</a>. I also spent a lot of time on the <a href="http://www.calflora.org/" target="_blank">Calflora web site</a> trying to track down what species of flora I've just photographed. Sometimes, I can only get as close as family and then get stumped. Sometimes I don't even get that far. I suspect that many times I've photographed something that is non-native and therefore isn't included in any of the guides. <br />
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The next two images show two I've gotten nowhere with. Any ideas on where to start looking? Both of these were found in the mostly dry creek bed that runs below the road from the ford (just past the green gate) to the Chowchilla River.<br />
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