The Piker Press published a photo today that I took of a hungry butterfly in Warrenton, Virginia. You can find it right here.
Thanks to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to share it! 🙂
The Piker Press published a photo today that I took of a hungry butterfly in Warrenton, Virginia. You can find it right here.
Thanks to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to share it! 🙂
I cropped an old photo from Warrenton, Virginia, and I really like the way it turned out.


All The Pretty Horses! (That’s a James Patterson reference, by the way.)
This pretty girl took a shine to me instantly. (I was surprised, as I thought horses were generally shy around strangers.) I wanted so badly to pet her, but I elected not to cross onto this person’s property in order to do so. I am told Southern people take certain things very seriously — and two of them are property lines and Second Amendment rights.



This eastern rat snake (or northern black racer?) elected to join our party, or he at least ventured near it, where he was expertly plucked up by one of our group. (You’ve got to lift them from just behind the head, so that they cannot bite you.)
Forget that narrow-fellow-in-the-grass bull@#$% you heard; this mamajama was KAIJU.



Watching “Captain America: Winter Soldier” on the big screen on the side of a barn! And then “Civil War!”

Tinypup!!

FutureMacNuggets!!
One of these chickens is an enterprising bird that my friend and her family have dubbed “Adventure Chicken,” as she frequently escapes the enclosure. Adventure Chicken actually stuck her head in my tent when I wasn’t looking.










Camp Nolan II. The anti-bobcat bat is inside beside my bed.

The soda-holding flamingo.

This pretty lady and I became fast friends.

She even wanted to become my bunk-mate!

A homely locust.

CVS is selling Halloween decorations already. But it’s okay, because some of them are damned cool. This is a rat skeleton I purchased. Then a trio of us placed it inside a certain Mary Wash alum’s tent at night, with a glow-stick inside its ribcage.

The results were somewhat lackluster, as you can see below. Our host however, ensured he received his a proper scare this weekend by firing off a starting pistol while he napped.

Flora.




“PET ME,” says the Puppy!

A butterfly joined our group for quite a while. The trick to attracting them, apparently, is organic tomato sauce.

