

The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
Is aristocracy.
Emily Dickinson
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.


The pedigree of honey
Does not concern the bee;
A clover, any time, to him
Is aristocracy.
Emily Dickinson

I don’t know why this guy is begging so hard. Clearly he gets more food than his fellow fish. Probably ate several of them to get that big.

Good looking duck…

…swims underwater like a BOSS!
To see these cute little guys in action, click here.
I went to Bolsa Chica…surprise surprise!!!!

Trying out the panorama lens at Bolsa Chica…

…and again.

It was clear enough to see the colors and contours of the foothills.

Mr. and Mrs. Surf Scoter enjoying an outing.

American widgeon…I think.

Brown pelican.

Pelican in flight…

There have been quite a few pelicans at the wetlands recently.

I think they look like dinosaurs.

Become ungovernable.

The only snowflake in sight.

These two know each other. The pelican is begging. The fisherman obliged.

Here he is, with a tad more dignity. This is a brown pelican with his breeding plumage.

Saddleback, looking good.

#1 winter sport with the locals.

Begone, Hellbeast!

You’re months too late, little guy. All of your buddies metamorphosed ages ago!

Great egret…

Some yellow stuff (I’m not as interested in knowing what plants are as I am about animals)…

Some red stuff…

Black vulture…

It got pretty close…

I mean like really close…

On a different day when the sun was out…

Great blue heron…

Look at that face. And they say that dinosaurs are extinct….

By day… (#17)

…or night… (#18)


It’s something I ask myself every morning…