“A friend is one to whom one may pour out the contents of one's heart, chaff and grain together, knowing that gentle hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping, and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.” ― George Eliot

21 April 2014

Hiking: Lake Pleasant (Unnamed Wash)

Ready to go.
A tiny bit of water, and Frank hiding behind the dirt spot on my camera lens.
Honey bees.
Neat rocks.
I see you.
Dry.
This leaf is attached vertically to a rock face, held tight by a spider web seemingly using it for shade.
Neat rock.
If there were water here, it might make a nice water slide.
Honey bees.
See the honey bees?  Up high.
Neat rocks.
Gopher snake.
Gopher snake.
Gopher snake.
Gopher snake.
Tiny wildflowers.
Gila monster.
Gila monster.
Gila monster.
Gila monster.
Gila monster.
Gila monster.
Looking down at the wash we were walking in.
A good reason not to stand too close to the edge.
A picture from my hiking buddy, Frank.  Thank you :)
A lovely 3.5 mile hike through the wash and slot canyon, complete with a gopher snake and gila monster.
Lowest elevation: 1680', highest elevation: 1939', elevation gain 259'.
YTD: 67.8 miles

20 April 2014

Easter 2014

18 April 2014

Grey Day

Good night Boca.
Ah, baby bear, I wuv you.
Is this what it's like to have siblings? 
Hera and Deegan.
When I buy dog food at The Stock Shop I always stop and look at the chicks.  
My old girl loves her daddy more than anything in this world.
Crowded.
Squirrel Brain and Baby Bear.
Baby Bear is busy while Papa Bear rests.
A pretty picture from my friend Kasia in the UK.
Deegan sleeping on Moo and Boca.
A kite flying in my neighborhood.  
A grey day in the neighborhood with a kite flying and a bird too.