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Squash Blossoms

At the farmer's market this morning Native Hill Farm had squash blossoms for sale! I've never eaten or cooked with them, but I'm looking forward to giving it a try. I'm going to try stuffing the closed blossoms with a feta filling, then battering and lightly frying them as part of a celebratory dinner for Craig, who's home after 2 weeks in the field!

Update: They were delicious- tasted a lot like okra!

East to West to East Again

Claret Cup Hedgehog Cactus

I've been pretty much from one end of the state to the other in the last 10 days. Surveys are going well, getting to see a few different birds on almost every survey, which is nice.

I've gotten to see some parts of the state I've definitely never been to before and have to say how amazingly beautiful the drive is heading south on Hwy 141 from Grand Junction toward Dove Creek. Anyone interested in roadtripping should check out this drive! The highway follows an old channel of the Colorado River and it's like driving through a mini Grand Canyon, sheer cliff walls on both sides. Amazing! For you Chaco fans, one of the canyons it passes through is Unaweep Canyon (used as the name of one of their beloved models of sandal, a pair of which I've been doing my best to destroy for 8+ years). I'm hoping to convince Craig to do a river trip on the relatively flat water of the Dolores River, which very disorientingly flows north as you drive alongside.

Ruins of Drigg's Mansion - it had 6 rooms, took 2 stonemasons 4 years to build and was lived in by the Driggs for only a couple weeks before being abandoned.

I've been reading a book of short stories of women solo travelers. One of the authors wrote about her actual enjoyment of eating alone, making it easier to appreciate each moment, each bite of food. I typically hate eating alone, b/c I think of eating out as a social occasion, but I was passing through a town and really wanted to eat some real, granola-free food. So using that author as an inspiration, I took myself to an Italian restaurant for dinner without anything to read or work on, something I haven't done since my days as a study abroad student. It seemed like a good test to leave my comfort zone a little. Although not exactly a blast, it was totally fine. The wait staff and I got to talk a little and maybe I really did pay more attention to each bite of food. Perhaps eating alone is an acquired taste...one I could cultivate over this summer.

On a less appetizing note, yesterday was day 5 without a shower. That coupled with intense sweating due to lack of car AC was creating dangerous atmospheric conditions in the general area of my person. I won't even mention my hair. I am happy to announce that upon re-entry into civilization, many scented bath products were liberally applied, and my stench has been beaten into submission. You may now approach safely.

Enjoy the photos and video!

Pinyon-juniper and Grassland Interface

Grrr....videos are refusing to be uploaded, so I will try again in a couple of days!

Into the Mountains

I've made my way out of the grasslands and into higher elevation! I had a beautiful transect this morning just outside of Golden (home of Coors) on Lookout Mountain. The name made me feel like there should be some "See Ruby Falls" signs around, but I didn't see any. What I did see was some beautiful views and a whole new community of birds. And a lot of woody plants I couldn't identify, although poring over my field guide helped. Also, the steep winding road heading up the mountain seems to be a mecca for cyclists and there was even a paraglider taking off and circling his way over the city. Pretty sweet for a morning at the office!

Grasslands II

Craig came to visit me in the grasslands since he got the long weekend off work. It was so nice to have some company! We got to explore a little of Carrizo Canyon, close to the Colorado/New Mexico border and spent a little time in the town of Trinidad.

a reminder why white legs in shorts with hiking boots is never a good idea...

Comanche National Grassland

I'm doing bird surveys in Comanche National Grassland in southeastern Colorado and it's a different world down here! I've seen a lot of amazing birds, including my first rufous-crowned sparrow and Chihuahuan raven. Unfortunately those guys are always moving and I don't have camera skills like Craig, so enjoy these photos of other things that don't move as fast.




This area was converted from native grasses and plants to farmland in the early 1900's and became part of the Dust Bowl in the 1930's. The wind has been blowing almost non-stop since I've been here, so it's not hard to imagine how exposed topsoil could just get blown away. They had some dust-storms so large that it turned day into night and people feared the end of the world had come.
In addition to this interesting recent history, the grasslands also has sites with petroglyphs 300-800 years old and the longest dinosaur tracks in the US. I'm hoping to see these before I leave!

This tarantula was almost the size of my fist! Did you know there are more than 50 species of tarantula in the US?

I only wish I'd gotten my A.C. repaired before this trip...(it was actually only 95 degrees outside, but hey, I was sitting in the car and it was H-O-T!)

Well, I've got another early start tomorrow and it's way past my bedtime!

Haiku for a Wyoming Summer

My fingers are ice.
Stoic wind-ravaged plains,
snow rests in shade.


Only one week away from assisting Craig photograph a wedding in Mexico, so I thought I'd better get prepared. Item 1 on my list: buying a new bathing suit (forget learning the minutiae of lighting and radio-triggered flash, I have priorities). This will be my first new bathing suit since going to visit Josh at his sister's place in Destin, FL. That's been....4 years ago?

The sagging elastic on my suit last year let me know it was screaming to be retired (aren't we all?), but I didn't do very much swimming so it wasn't a priority. This year I'm hoping to get a little more time in environments with water, with the trip to Mexico hopefully just being the first such example.

Turns out I'll be working until the day before the flight, so I need to buy the suit here in northern Wyoming. Luckily for me, we are working based out of Sheridan (population 16,000) a good-sized town by Wyoming standards with a thriving old downtown area that still has an old-fashioned JC Penney's in a two-story building on Main Street. I browsed the shelves, but no sign of bathing suits. Finally I asked - they don't carry bathing suits, you have to special order them! Went to 2 other stores in town and no suits were had. Can you believe that I am living in a place that has such a short/cold summer that bathing suits aren't carried in major department stores?!

Sigh...hope the elastic on ol' faithful holds up for one last trip. Now please excuse me while I go put my summer parka on....