Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Cottonwoods Coyote

(Yesterday's Flowers: Wild Radish, Fiddleneck, Red Maid)

The cayote is a living, breathing allegory of Want. He is always hungry. He is always poor, out of luck and friendless. The meanest creatures despise him and even the flea would desert him for a velocipede.
- Roughing It

After Late Breakfast, bran flakes with milk and chocolate croissant, Shuttled over to the Village...paddled back to Bobcat Meadow...Eleven Mallards on the Hummock Ponds...continued to the Cabin, and nap until late afternoon!....gathered the gear, and after a late snack at Last Chance, chocolate croissant and coffee...took a danish and the coffee to Ozone Beach, and sat and snacked at the Cottonwoods....quiet...lots of Robins...too, lots of Robins on the morning walk....I had a full size Happy Cheese Burger at Happy Burger in Mariposa yesterday, with curly fries, and chocolate shake--I was hungry--didn't eat all day yesterday after Breakfast!---and the Burger fed me for days to come!....at the Cottonwoods, tried for pics and clips of Evening Clouds and Light curling around about Sentinel's Peak....and heard a whistle from a photog over by the Ponderosa With the View of Halfdome, who was doing much the same with their view of Halfdome...and Coyote was on the way towards my spot...long hd clips...avi rendering up, and pic from clip....Coyote walked pretty much the Path I walk at Lunch...sunny blueblue warm...Twain quote was on TV tonight--ncis....velocipedes pic from wiki--wondered what one was!!


Each crack a report
And rolling falling thunder
Pale dust fine as silk

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