Red Squirrel

A stroll down a suburban alley reveals remarkable wildlife.

The sun rises laboriously in September, battling the recent chilly mornings along with the multitude of goosebumped commuters. Continue reading “Red Squirrel”

Becoming a Naturalist

I only went out for a walk, and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.
–John Muir


As a youth I had a dream of becoming an astronaut.  I even made a T-shirt with the space shuttle on it using acrylic paint–I wanted to be the first man on Mars.  I grew up more in high school and thought that I wanted to be a Jack Kerouac or a Christopher McCandless. Continue reading “Becoming a Naturalist”

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