Museum of Animal Perspectives.
Cameras mounted on animals. Just wow.
h/t to The Daily Dish
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
8.31.2009
8.28.2009
5.13.2009
4.25.2009
Wildlife Ride & Dinner
Jennie & I felt the need to mellow out yesterday afternoon, so we went for a nice little ride to Roca. It was a journey filled with wildlife.
First, and most exciting, my foot was a mere couple of inches from a huge snake. We screamed for a good long while and I didn't have it in me, as much as I wanted a photo, to go back and pull out my camera. I looked it up today, and I'm quite certain it was a young common kingsnake.
If it was, it likely wouldn't have done me any harm, but I wasn't about to go near a snake I couldn't identify.
A mile or so further down the trail, we encountered 3 young deer, and one stood on the trail until we got quite close while the others bounced through the woods alongside us. A bit later, we saw a large wild tom turkey in a fallow field, fanning out his tail feathers.
As we got closer to Roca, it started to rain a little; it felt great, seeing as though it was 89 degrees out. We paused at Roca Road and were debating whether to check out the Roca Tavern or not when a major strike of lightning and a booming, long thunderclap convinced us that a pitstop was probably in order. Soaked and colder, we sat down for a couple red beers.
After the rain passed, we headed back into a strong, cold headwind. On the way back, we saw bunnies, another deer, and several varieties of birds, of course.
Dinner: trout with kale, tortilla español, and ice cream with raspberries.
First, and most exciting, my foot was a mere couple of inches from a huge snake. We screamed for a good long while and I didn't have it in me, as much as I wanted a photo, to go back and pull out my camera. I looked it up today, and I'm quite certain it was a young common kingsnake.
If it was, it likely wouldn't have done me any harm, but I wasn't about to go near a snake I couldn't identify.
A mile or so further down the trail, we encountered 3 young deer, and one stood on the trail until we got quite close while the others bounced through the woods alongside us. A bit later, we saw a large wild tom turkey in a fallow field, fanning out his tail feathers.
As we got closer to Roca, it started to rain a little; it felt great, seeing as though it was 89 degrees out. We paused at Roca Road and were debating whether to check out the Roca Tavern or not when a major strike of lightning and a booming, long thunderclap convinced us that a pitstop was probably in order. Soaked and colder, we sat down for a couple red beers.
After the rain passed, we headed back into a strong, cold headwind. On the way back, we saw bunnies, another deer, and several varieties of birds, of course.
Dinner: trout with kale, tortilla español, and ice cream with raspberries.
4.16.2009
Cultivation
One of the nicest things about homeownership/place-based permanancy -- the nearly 100 tulip bulbs I planted with my mom in the fall will be a gift that keeps on giving. Beautiful!
The daffodils were here already -- a thanks to residents past. There is forsythia & a hyacinth, too!
The daffodils were here already -- a thanks to residents past. There is forsythia & a hyacinth, too!
4.13.2009
This Is Just To Say
after William Carlos Williams
I ran over
your midsection
this morning
on 14th Street
and you
were probably just
looking
to escape the drain
Forgive me
you were so squishy
and I was in a hurry
to get to work.
I ran over
your midsection
this morning
on 14th Street
and you
were probably just
looking
to escape the drain
Forgive me
you were so squishy
and I was in a hurry
to get to work.
4.10.2009
Sandhill Cranes
When I was out in Wood River Wednesday, I had a few minutes to spare to take some photos -- and take in the sound -- of the Sandhill Cranes. Beautiful.
Even without a telephoto, I got some croppable images. I'm especially fond of that last one, where the cranes appear to mirror one another. Listen to some audio here.
2.02.2009
Abandoned Asian Amusements
Dark Roasted Blend has a fantastic little collection of photographs of abandoned amusement parks in a few Asian countries. I don't particularly like amusement parks -- I was very prone to motion sickness as a kid, and since my dad was also, we tended to stay far away. Ande, for his 24th birthday, wanted nothing more than for me to take him to Six Flags over New England and go on my first roller coaster. Meh. I was a good girlfriend. I digress...
I don't really care for amusement parks, but I LOVE when nature reclaims spaces humans have abandoned.
11.12.2008
Full Moon
I couldn't really get a photo that accurately represented the magnitude of tonight's rising full moon. I can, however, hook you up with some sweet wolf paraphernalia.
6.25.2007
Bike Church in the Heat
Last night's Eagle ride was hot'n'humid on the way out, all full of nature on the way back.
Anders, Ben, Jane and I set off a little before 6, and with Ben leading the pack at a fierce pace for the heat and the drunk Anders. No worries, it felt pretty great once we made it to the One-Eyed Dog.
The kitchen staff remembered us, noting we were quite early; sadly, our usual bartender/waitress wasn't working.
Jane and I managed to do lots of unladylike things at dinner. And there was lots of talk of shake'n'bake babies. It's not what you think. Ok, maybe it kind of is.
On the very rapid, slightly downhill, mosquito-ridden ride home, there were fields full of lightning bugs, much like a level in We Love Katamari, except real and more beautiful. A little black mole scurried across the path to a collective "awwww!" and a deer came running out in front of Ben right after the tunnel. Even at his generally fast pace, the deer outran him, hooves'n'hands down.
Anders, Ben, Jane and I set off a little before 6, and with Ben leading the pack at a fierce pace for the heat and the drunk Anders. No worries, it felt pretty great once we made it to the One-Eyed Dog.
The kitchen staff remembered us, noting we were quite early; sadly, our usual bartender/waitress wasn't working.
Jane and I managed to do lots of unladylike things at dinner. And there was lots of talk of shake'n'bake babies. It's not what you think. Ok, maybe it kind of is.
On the very rapid, slightly downhill, mosquito-ridden ride home, there were fields full of lightning bugs, much like a level in We Love Katamari, except real and more beautiful. A little black mole scurried across the path to a collective "awwww!" and a deer came running out in front of Ben right after the tunnel. Even at his generally fast pace, the deer outran him, hooves'n'hands down.
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