Saturday, March 30, 2013
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
Monday, March 25, 2013
LEPIDOPTEROPHOBIA
Face off with a gang of tough guy butterflies
p.s. I loathe watermarking. I'm sorry if they distract from the images, but the
times they are a changing. A girl's got to look out for herself, especially when it comes to
butterfly gangs.
Friday, March 22, 2013
And so as the sun sets slowly in the West...
"And so as the sun sets slowly in the west we bid a fond farewell to all the friends we've made, and with a touch of melancholy, we look forward to the time when we will all be together again."
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Kenneth Nahokulani lives in the garden
Kenneth Nahokulani lives by the sea.
My pretty pineapple princess, the breezes smell sweetly when you are near.
My pretty pineapple princess, the breezes smell sweetly when you are near.
natural tassel
I've always wondered where tassels came from, and now I know, they grow on lilly pads in floating Brazilian gardens.
Saturday, March 16, 2013
spikey bugs
My creepy crawley companions of the Everglades
The photographs above contain images of the Spiny-backed orb weaver spider, and the Gulf Fritillary caterpillar. Aren't they spectacular?
The photographs above contain images of the Spiny-backed orb weaver spider, and the Gulf Fritillary caterpillar. Aren't they spectacular?
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
old nightmares
thanks to David Rogers (camera) and Linnea Mandolesi (production/styling) for helping me with old nightmares
Friday, March 1, 2013
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Friday, February 8, 2013
far away beaches and long ago waves
In my experience, this is the very best place I have ever encountered to eat local, wild caught old-fashioned wood smoked salmon.
On my way back from the coast I was able to race a bald eagle while I sat shotgun in my car as we each cruised along a river, parallel to each other, for at least fifteen seconds.
TRUTH
Sadly I was unable to take a photo of the gigantic bird as his shape darted between the trees of the forest, but here is a photo of the trees.
The wilds of America are vast and beautiful. Respect them, and treasure them. 30 miles down the road from the bald eagle race I encountered a very ugly example of what logging does to our wild forests.
It was awful.
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