A Part of the Whole
Looking out at the Pacific this morning I watch an osprey hovering high above the water, so high I can’t imagine him hunting, and then down he goes like an arrow, hits the water, comes out empty in beak and talon. He flies back up and along comes another and either in...
Thoughts From My Journal – Joshua Tree
A cold high wind has only strengthened since yesterday. I’d say I was turning soft, avoiding the wind by staying inside the camper and considering an early departure if it doesn’t abate, but I’ve never enjoyed cold wind camping so may have been soft from the...
Thoughts From My Journal – Mojave Poppy Bloom
I’ve not spoken to anyone who works in the Monument and am wondering when the last rain was. Many of the ocotillo, which reserve their leafing and blooming for rain times, are in leaf with remnant blossoms. Otherwise, there’s nothing in bloom; it’s still early and...
Thoughts From My Journal – Misinterpreted
Last night I sat watching the moon, barely gibbous at its zenith directly above, with a halo holding on about 15 degrees radius. Also the stars with Orion not far west of the moon. Wispy cloudy. I love desert nights and can sit for hours keeping an eye out on the sky....
