Monday, May 17, 2010

When The Virus Of Restlessness Begins To Take Possession Of A Wayward Man.....


"Once a journey is designed, equipped, and put in process, a new factor enters and takes over. A trip, a safari, an exploration, is an entitity, different from all other journeys. It has personality, temperament, individuality, uniqueness. A journey is a person in itself; no two are alike. And all plans, safeguards, policing, and coercion are fruitless. We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us. Tour masters, schedules, reservations, brass-bound and inevitable, dash themselves to wreckage on the personality of the trip. Only when this is recognized can the blown-in-the-glass bum relax and go along with it. Only then do the frustrations fall away. In this a journey is like marriage. The certain way to be wrong is to think you control it. I feel better now, having said this, although only those who have experienced it will understand it." - John Steinbeck


A late winter snowstorm dusts the Catalina Mountains.


A Pine Sisken splits.


One of Florida Canyon's own Rufous-capped Warblers. Be warned that viewing this species may cause retina overloads and ocular explosions.




Broad-billed Hummingbird.  I would've named it Blood-billed.


How could any lady Ruddy Ducks say no to this guy?


Hippies.

Buenos Aires NWR and sacred Baboquivari Peak, where The Creator (Generator?) I'itoi watches over the Tohono O'odham tribe.  Isn't it more comforting when a god lives on the same planet you do?

Don't forget me Rufous-crowned Sparrow!

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