• Big cat, little cat. Fluff ball, sleek fur. Heat producer, heat consumer. Finnegan, Mortimer, ringing in the New Year.

  • It rained all night and much of the day, which is a luxury for a desert dweller. I watched the leaves and the raindrops on the glass of the Florida room for hours.

  • Prairie winter.

  • I think it’s a good day for a visual puzzle. #VisualPuzzle

  • Thou shall not pass!

    A crude wooden bridge with one narrow plank between two handrails is marked with a bright yellow sign that says, Bridge Closed.

  • The gift of a new plushie to shred.

  • Zabriskie Point, Death Valley National Park.

    Merry Christmas.

    a complicated point of geology.

  • Folds in the earth, Zabriskie Point, Death Valley National Park.

  • UX people have decided that popping up hints at random times is a helpful thing. Or perhaps a profitable thing. The more I experience it, the more I consider it a justifiable cause for retribution.

  • Just a pine tree in the last weak glow of blue sky. Except that there’s a Great Horned Owl hooting in the very top.

    A pine tree top is black against a deep blue sky, with the outline of an owl just barely visible.

  • I took this before dawn, in my pajamas, forgetting that I’d been shooting stars the night before, and the focus and exposure were set to manual. I figured I’d need to caption this with Henri Cartier-Bresson’s quote, “Sharpness is a bourgeois concept.” Amazingly, the photo turned out fine.

    Imminent sunrise turns the clouds different shades of orange/pink above a long mountain range.

  • Lesser Goldfinches on the snag. #birds

    Lesser Goldfinches sit on the branches of a  dead tree.

  • A roadrunner came through my backyard. No sign of a coyote. #birds

    A roadrunner stands still and eyes the cameraman.

  • The soft light of evening bounced off clouds makes the mountains look deceptively soft.

    Snow covered mountains light by soft light reflected from sunset light bouncing off of low clouds.

  • It never fails. I see a sky like this, I hear Ghostbusters. In this case, Bill Murray yelling, “Human sacrifice! Dogs and cats, living together!”

    A large mountain looks small beneath a sky covered in rippling clouds.

  • I love it when the clouds make a spotlight, in this case, on the foothills of the White Mountains.

    A narrow band of light runs over some hills, while clouds dim the light everywhere else.

  • Of all the wildlife we have here in the eastern Sierra, the sky slugs are the strangest.

    Two elongated clouds rising from a mountain rain look like slugs with raised heads.

  • A Ruby-Crowned Kinglet stopped by. #birds

  • I learned from a geologist that granite erodes into triangular shapes when it has uneven bases that move differently (producing shear forces.) This triangle in Wheeler Crest, at the eastern edge of the Sierra Nevada, stands out a mile when the snow falls.

    A rugged granite mountain face has a giant triangular shape in it, made visible by fresh snow.

  • The geometry of Wheeler Crest is complex. Different conditions reveal different patterns, depths, and colors. Fresh snow highlights the diverse forms of eroding granite.

    A high mountainside of granite shows triangular forms outlines by partial snow cover.

  • Weather coming over the ridge at Swall Meadows.

    A few pine trees on a ridge are lit from behind by a gap of light in the clouds.

  • Time for a #VisualPuzzle.

  • Fog snaking around the valley.

    Low lying clouds curve through rounded hills.

  • Fog and snow settled on the valley floor.

    A pasture with trees next to  a road has a light dusting of snow, with patches of fog.

  • My tab usage may have gotten a bit out of control during recent research.

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