Monday, August 15, 2016

Dirtballin'

 How embarrassing. I am still here, sort of. Been out at a really remote field site the last couple months and am venturing (somewhat unwillingly and very awkwardly) back into society at the moment. I had my first real shower in two months just yesterday- HA! I'm a huge dirtball and I just don't care. Don't worry, I'm not totally gross. I had a real nice river that I'd "bathe" in. 
But I've only got a minute, so here's some more biiirrrds. It's all hot summer hot summer now so it's creepy and quiet out in the sagebrush. A quick trip to high elevation made me really happy and overstimulated (still spring there ya know). Anyway. Brewer's Sparrow feeding some babers, a sage sparrow (my favorite!), and an out of control loggerhead shrike fledgling. Okay, offline again I go, 

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Get them out of my head!

 
Hey hey hey! I've got some birds for you. The Bullock's Orioles and Western Kingbirds are currently serving as my alarm clock.  There are quite a few pairs around the trailer and they're all building nests right now. I'm fairly certain they somehow manage to open my window and get in the trailer and then somehow burrow into my head-brain because it's all sorts of loud in there. There is a shrike nest somewhere nearby but I haven't found it yet. I feel like spring just started because I've found a ton of songbird nests this week and everyone is going all building-crazy. Yeehaw! (bullock's oriole, western kingbird, yellow warbler, and loggerhead shrike)

Sunday, May 22, 2016

The shake of big hands

 
The skies here are OUT OF CONTROL. It's hard to concentrate when crazy stuff like this is going on above you on a daily basis, you guys.

Saturday, April 30, 2016

Spazzy Sage-grouse


I've got not time for words, no time! But here's a series of photos (not the sharpest ever) of a little sage-grouse disagreement. More soon, really!
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  
 
 

Tuesday, February 16, 2016

Daily Dose of PIKA

Ohhh. I guess I may have scared some people off with my last few rants about Malheur and grazing, huh? Guess that's what happens when you give a damn. "Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul" my friends. Passion, it's healthy. Truth and justice, I like it. (Above: the tiniest pika I've seen yet. So itty bitty!! Below: caching some tasty treats)
But anyway, it's been way too long without a pika post. So go I give to you some of the cutest little nuggets out there. Good lord these guys don't even know.  I'm gonna start crying just thinking about them. SO CUTE. "See pikas in the wild" - put that on your bucket list, seriously. They'll turn your frown upside down.  (Below: Jabba the Pika)
As adorable as they are though, they're struggling. So really, you should go see them before even worse things happen :(  They're already gone from a third of their known habitat thanks to climate change. They are one of the most susceptible species to a warming temperature and  do not tolerate heat (over 78 degrees and they can die of exposure. Horrible). It's really devastating that they are not doing well. We really need to get our act together because we are destroying every.single.thing that matters and it's unacceptable. We are a pretty disgusting species.

Wednesday, January 20, 2016

God bless America. Let's save some of it.

Mahahaha! I'm back! Hello again! I have returned! I won't get as rant-y as I did in my last post, but I still have a few things to say. I'm still crazy livid about this Malheur hostage situation (that's exactly what it is). I want to point out that all the photos in this blog (and really, the vast majority of all photos I post) are on PUBLIC LAND. Public land which we need to fully and actively protect and support, especially after this inane terrorist situation in Oregon. National Forests, National Parks, Wilderness areas, BLM land, etc. This land is OUR land. Those who think otherwise have zero entitlement and for them to think that proves their selfishness, ignorance, and stupidity. (Above: Keeper of all Sante Fe National forest: The Golden-mantled Ground Squirrel; Ojito Wilderness; Gray Jay torpedo)
A fitting add to my (very tame) rant is this: See the photos of Sante Fe National Forest (part of it is a Wilderness Area)? Pretty, eh? Well. Some loser skier(s) figured they had the right to go ahead and annihilate(kill) thousands (THOUSANDS!) of trees and make their own ski runs. Pathetic. You'd like to think people who partake in outdoor activities have some sort of respect for the natural world and it's really rather devastating when you find out just how inherently crappy some people are. It makes me genuinely sad (and gives me the genuine rage, also). I went out there to document the destruction that these fools caused and it was pretty mind-blowing. I just have to keep my fingers crossed that sweet, sweet, beautiful justice (er, revenge? vengeance?)  will be served to these idiots, like it will to the inbred Malheur Cheeto-eaters. (Above: Santa Fe National Forest; the southwest sky never disappoints)
I've been spending some time in New Mexico on/off the last few months so here are some photos from around there/here. ...I've had lots of good family time and I've actually seen the sun this winter, which is a pretty big deal. Vitamin D. Whew. Johnny needs the sun real badly.  (the title quote is from the one, the only, the god, Ed Abbey) Above: Santa Fe National Forest; the southwest skies never disappoint; Snow White Johnny; Ojito Wilderness; Below: Santa Fe NF; Ojito Wilderness side crow)