Happy new year everyone
Saturday, December 31, 2011
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Thursday, December 29, 2011
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Tuesday, December 27, 2011
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Wednesday, December 21, 2011
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Merry Christmas from the Old Permafrost Ranch located in North Pole Alaska, my home from 1976 to 2009.
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
Friday, December 16, 2011
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Life in the desert is hard, it's eat or be eaten. Nature in it's glory and in it's worst is always interesting to observe.
Thursday, December 15, 2011
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Hourse Wrens are abundant here int he desert. Many of them have facial anomalies it seems.
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Monday, December 12, 2011
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Debbie says I should pick other subjects besides birds to photograph, to give everyone a change of view. Maybe, I should
Sunday, December 11, 2011
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Friday, December 09, 2011
Thursday, December 08, 2011
Wednesday, December 07, 2011
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
Monday, December 05, 2011
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Saturday, December 03, 2011
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Orange colored House Finch, this color phase is quite different than the normal red color most birds of this species wear.
Friday, December 02, 2011
Thursday, December 01, 2011
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
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Saturday, November 19, 2011
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California Scrub Jays like to play with their food. There are smart birds, and you can tell they enjoy themselves with such play
Friday, November 18, 2011
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Homelessness
As I sit here in the heated comfort of my little RV, drinking my cup of hot coffee at the computer screen. I look out my back window. There is a man I see out this window. He lives there in the brush under a Yucca Tree in this vacant lot next to the RV Park. It's close to a public transportation bus stop which he uses every day to go somewhere. Still, almost every night he spends it under the Yucca Tree in this lot. He's got a shopping cart which he loving packs and unpacks every day with his possessions. I sit here and think just how fortunate I am as compared to this gentleman. Then as the old saying goes, "for the grace of God" comes to my mind.
How many people are living like this I wonder at times. I heard a commercial on TV saying there was 50,000 people living on the streets of Los Angeles. The talking head on the TV tells me that more people are slipping into poverty than any other time in the last half century. Then on the presidential debate, I hear a participant state we need to roll back the war on poverty in this country that was started back in the sixties by a democratic president.
I'm not poor, neither am I rich, I live on the edge and I'm sure there is many more just like me in this country. I don't go hungry, nor am I cold at night. Nonetheless, when I can observe it every where I've been across this country so far, I start to question the state of our nation. I know friends and acquaintances who are struggling every day just to put a roof over their heads and food on the table. Our so called leaders are out of touch, they really should come down from those ivory towers of government and walk the streets of our country.
Maybe I'm too soft, and maybe we should just tell everyone to buck it up, tighten your belt and find a job. Pull your self up out of poverty, why this country is full of opportunity right?
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
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The Birds here wear fascinators on their heads. The girls there in London have nothing on these birds.
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
Monday, November 07, 2011
Sunday, November 06, 2011
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He tried and missed this morning when the picture was taken. He landed on the fence and looked back at me with this look. Then he flew off to search again for something to eat. The doves he hunts will return as soon as he leaves.
