Digression

While I work on my Kruger wild animal pictures and water the Brooklyn roof farm, he are snapshots of the relieved Estorbo, half of his human crew having returned. The catsitters were awesome, he says, but they did not completely understand me. They thought I was needy. I’m just sophisticated. Don Estorbo de la Bodega…

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Duck, You Pixel!

This will conclude my unrelated, without-a-point, off-the-record series of posts with a Sergio Leone title. One scratches an itch. Not being ready to proceed with Kruger images, I’ve stepped aside and had fun with bird pictures taken in the Constantia garden. Both sexes of amethyst sunbirds conducting a negotiation There will be many impressive, strange…

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My Name is No Body

These shots were taken with the trusty point-and-shoot, hence the silly title to this post. This was unfortunately the only trail run I was able to squeeze in this far, time having been preciously filled with all sorts of things, and rain omnipresent. I mean real rain. Torrential rain. With thunder and lightning and occasional…

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