Look what I found on an old buried computer disk (click to quadruplify): It’s not just every day or just anyone who gets to sit in the Dodgers dugout with Congressman Xavier Becerra and his three wonderful daughters. But before you go thinking I was some political insider or something even more dubious, rest assured …
It came early this year, the signal. Just now. I went outside and saw it and smelled it and felt it, and I said “Yep, there it is.” Scientifically I know of nothing to back it up. I’ve never really heard anyone else talk about it. Maybe it’s all in my head or there’s some …
It was Jo Gillis and the miracle of her “Charlie Brown” peach tree that got things started. Shortly after reading that post near the end of July I plopped into pots the pits of a pair of peaches (say that three-times fast) to see if they might grow, but so far nothing yet. Jo later …
Today was a big day for Ranger. I took her in to the vet’s to be spayed and to get her annual shots, and while she was under the anesthetic we threw in a nail trim and a teeth cleaning. But it’s all done and she’s home safe (if a little grumpy… but can one …
 Apologies. As this and my last post indicate, mentally I’m back in Africa. This time in the Ngorongoro Crater with a female black rhino who had moments previously been lying down almost completely hidden by the grasses but just before this shot had jumped up on full alert for reasons known only to her. …
I need to go back to Africa someday. Not just for all the right reasons, but also — and mainly — because I took this crappy picture (click to quadruplify): If you looked at it and thought “What? It’s really not sooooo bad,” I appreciate that, but make no mistake: it is. It’s crappy because …
As a layperson I’d just call it camouflage, but from my years as both an employee and docent at the Los Angeles Zoo I had the more scientific term drummed into my head — cryptic coloration — which is just a fancy bio way of saying a creature’s colors and/or patterns allow it to blend …