We have always known about the parthenogenetic (but mating, and reproducing, sometimes in the yard–see below) hybrid whiptail lizards of New Mexico, some of which live in our yard, known as Aspidoscelis (formerly Cnemidiphorus) neavesi, or more rudely, if correctly, as lesbian clone lizards. They are indeed a species of all- female virgin clones that …
Month: September 2015
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I have many I have been saving, some worth your time, some that just caught my eye An example of the second is this horrifying skeletal “bird”, aptly titled “Epic Bird Anatomy FAIL”: Love those feather bones.. On the serious front, we have more dispatches from the front lines of the AR fascists’ attempts to …
Matt’s opening day
Matt Mullenix, our original co- blogger, is still around. Last week he sent me this fine photo set, and when I asked him to blog them he said he couldn’t get in. We must fix this; meanwhile, opening day:
Catching Up
Yesterday I went hunting on Piet Ditmar’s Dunhill Ranch. I am not 100 % yet (100 % may be a ridiculous concept, making age run backwards), but I walked about four miles in rugged terrain and came back exhausted but happy, having at least SEEN game. Most exercise I have had in 6 months and …
More Doggage
I hadn’t intended to be so profligate, but Rissy is coming into her own.The feral girl is now a still- slightly mad “Mom”. She even comes back– sometimes.
Doggage
Jack sent this good old “sign”… Which prompted me to reply with a recent pic of Princess Pook, AKA Ataika, the queen of Kazakhstan and points west. At eleven she can still jump a fence or catch a rabbit, and is currently in heat, driving the boy crazy. But then, her mother gave birth to …
Season
This year a combination of utterly un – concentrated doves (because of widespread abundant rain and food), and deadlines, have delayed my opening day. Not so Carlos in Laramie– Blue grouse AND Snipe. I feel unemployed… Some years I have actually started on Opening day..
Rhiannon
Stunning music, from Carlos:
Update
I can only say things are GOOD- not “perfect”, whatever that means. In the morning I often feel “normal”, i.e., how I feel I remember from 6 – plus years ago; I often hit a wall by 5 PM. It is not bad, and getting better as we learn how to adjust my machine… I …