The desert is ever so quiet lately; bereft of nearly all bird song and the scurry of lizards, the hushed glide of snakes, and the plod of tortoises, autumn stills the land. Despite the fact that it is now early December, the cottonwood stands along the river are just now coming into full color, normal timing that can seem so late, given the other species of cottonwoods that I grew up with in more northerly climes. Life sometimes demands a closer look, especially during its seasonal ebbs. Here is a gallery of some of the little things that still manage to crawl or fly about in these cooler times…
A Plea For Help
Naturalists, like all professionals, require tools in order to do their work. I can say without hesitation that my most important tool has always been a pair of binoculars. Naturalists are literally disabled without them. My trusty pair of Zeiss binoculars have finally reached the end of their lifespan, after 33 years of near-daily use. I am seeking help in replacing them, for professional-quality optics are never inexpensive. If you would like to consider this sincere plea for assistance, please click on this link: