Bo Zarts
Bo Zarts's Journal"Bye Bye Birdie"
It was so sad leaving my bird friends at Lemmon Rock today. Dave the Rave, Birdie Boy, the Hawks (flight of four, always tight). The hummingbirds buzzed me as I loaded my truck .. of course they did, with the bright yellow waterproof bags I was lashing to my roof rack with survival orange ratchet straps. The Yellow-eyed juncos pranced around, and a couple of blue streaks marked the flight paths of two Steller's jays. And the ubiquitous LGBs! Always there! The ornithological "cast of thousands." I thank Edward Abbey for the term and concept: LGBs .. little gray birds.
Earl and Pearl Squirrel stopped by before I left. And the camera-shy Abert's squirrel (are you a squirrel or a rabbit?, I want to ask), made a fleeting appearance.
Gotta talk about the ants, too. They marched around. But they have been so very well behaved this year! Kudos. They got the cup or so of raw sugar I had left over. On-the-rocks, as it were. Bet the ants are raising hell tonight!
Lots of Homo sapiens. Trails were crawling with them today, as I loaded my truck. They were very friendly and VERY talkative. But I restrained from feeding them.
There was a great couple from Summerhaven (neighbors). A retired US Army general of the infantry, with his wife .. he looked every bit the part - central casting's perfect general officer. Should have put him on those ants. TEN-HUT!
The Repo-Man hiked in to get my Honda ATV. Actually, it was our USFS Patrol-552. He bumped the ATV up to the observatory, where he will pick it up on a trailer tomorrow.
The fire lookout is empty and spotless. Fridge defrosted, and the door propped open to dry out. Sink polished. Bounced a quarter off the bedspread. Floor? Well, it is irredeemable.But it did get a good sweeping and damp mopping.
I stopped at the Palisades Ranger Station and loaded my mountain bicycle. Got it in the covered back of my truck. Not easy, but done and secure.
Then drifted down from 72*F to 102*F. Joy. Sidled over to the Homeboy Sweets (as I call it) at St. Phillips Plaza, on the banks of the lovely Rillito River (in which, I have never seen water flowing .. but it smells of urine .. probably the homeless camps .. and I'd camp down in there if I were homeless in Tucson .. but be careful .. it rages in the flash floods of the monsoon proper .. which has not come yet .. but probably will this week .. and rattlers .. and Gila Monsters ..and, of course, Jesus Saves .. etc, etc).
Just remember: "Bees come down" (Larry Shue, "The Foreigner"
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DemoTex
Tucson, AZ
July 24, 2016
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Forget the RNC and enjoy a photo from DemoTex's Arizona fire lookout.
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Shot late today with my new Sony 7A-RII with a Canon 24-70 IS L 2.8 lens and Metabones adaptor. Shot wide, and cropped in. Catch the sprite bolt to the right of the cloud base. I am so happy with this mirrorless camera!
DemoTex
Lemmon Rock Fire Lookout
Wilderness of Rocks
Santa Catalina Mountains, AZ
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